Chapter Two

The happy chirping of birds woke me up at the ungodly hour of 5am, not that I had been sleeping much anyway. Immediately after I had submitted to Alpha Wyatt, the battle had been declared for him and I had been dragged back to the Alpha mansion of pack Meridian. With one notable exception; he had booted me from my own quarters and taken the Alpha’s room for himself. Every day my hatred for the conceited Alpha grew and I was sure my rage would kill me long before he found a way to. Locking me away in Omega quarters was just a gesture of goodwill to pack Meridian, a way to smooth the transition as he knew I was beloved by my pack. Through my years of suffering under Alpha Mason pack members would come to pay tribute to him from across the territory and not one ever left without giving thanks for my service. They knew he was a cruel motherfucker, and they also knew I suffered many beatings for stepping in on their behalf on pack matters. That was loyalty Alpha Wyatt would not understand.

I gripped the windowsill tight and seethed at my plight. Trapped in my own home, humiliated in front of my pack. How could I ever be their Luna again even after killing Alpha Wyatt?

I hung my head in shame remembering the large grey wolf towering over me, body quivering in excitement as he longed to fuck or kill. I sensed it. He was daring me to defy him further to give him a good reason to ride me where all could see. It was not uncommon in our species for the new Alpha to take the serving Luna for their own, particularly if she is of breeding age. A trophy of war, if you will. If the serving Luna did not please them in looks or age they could be either killed, banished or serve as Omega in their household. I wasn't yet sure which one Wyatt intended for me and I didn't care to know.

My wolf surfaced and I caught the reflection of my eyes glowing orange in the window.

I will kill you myself, Alpha Wyatt. And I will take back what is mine.

A sharp rapping on the door interrupted my thoughts.

I yelled, “Fuck off!” and kept glaring at the cluster of birds that had so rudely awoken me.

“It’s Beta Carter” a deep voice responded. “Are y’ decent?”.

Urgh. The fuck did he want. Alpha Wyatt’s Beta, Carter Johnson was about as charming as his master.

“Nope, I’m buck naked and masturbating. Better come back some other time” I said flatly. I had been rejecting Alpha Wyatt’s offers of attempting to show unity between the two of us, refusing to leave my hideous quarters for any of the dinners, speeches or walkabouts he had suggested.

An unamused Carter responded, “I’m coming in”.

I faced the door and prepared myself for more verbal altercations with the snarky Beta when the door opened and two figures walked in.

Oh, fuck.

Alpha Wyatt strode in like he owned the room (which, technically he did now) and looked me up and down.

“Not naked, and definitely not pleasuring yourself. That’s disappointing”, he voiced in amusement.

I glared daggers at his smug face and sized him up.  He was handsome, but he knew that. He had a defined face with a strong jaw and chin, covered by an attractively unkempt beard perfectly shorn to compliment his face. His bottom lip pouted slightly more than the top and leaned naturally into the conceited smirk he clearly wore often, given the lines were etched onto his face already at the age of 28. His nose was straight, beautifully so and even the nostrils were damn near almost perfectly square. His narrow almond-shaped eyes were framed closely by eyebrows the same light brown bordering-on-blonde colour his shoulder length hair was. It was shaped perfectly and easily tucked behind his ears, loose tendrils escaping at the front and the tips flicking out between the bottom of his ears and his shoulders. His tan perfectly complimented the piercing blue of his eyes and I hated it.

I hated all of it. I would continue to hate him no matter how nice he was to look at.  

“What do you want?” I demanded coldly.

“That’s no way to address your Alpha” Carter warned, eyes flashing yellow.

Wyatt didn’t take his eyes off my face as he chided his Beta. “Now, now Carter. She’s bound to be a little cranky. How’s about you leave me and Nova alone for a moment?”.

Carter’s face darkened but he obliged with a muttered “yes, Alpha”. He left the door swung wide open after walking out and I didn’t hesitate for a moment. I bolted for the doorway giving Alpha Wyatt a large breadth as I maneuvered around him as fast as I could, dressing gown flying behind me with the motion. My fingertips were almost at the doorhandle, I could lock the bastard in and be gone before he could raise the alarm.

Sweet, sweet freedom. I can rally the packs, we can take him d-

I was unceremoniously yanked back mid-air and flung across the tiny room landing on the single bed, tumbling head over heels off the other side. I lay on the cold wooden floor and fought to catch my breath, chest heaving as I struggled for air.

“Now that”, Wyatt said cheerfully, “is what I’ve come to talk about”.

He was just wearing a white T-shirt and jeans today with clunky brown workman’s boots which I could see from under the bed when he plonked down on a chair and began talking.

“Now, Luna Nova. We seem to have an issue here. The other week you offered submission which of course was very lovely and all that. But ever since then, my Beta tells me you are rejecting my offers to show unity to the pack. Why is that?”.

I stood up and realised my dressing gown had begun to open and quickly turned my back on him to protect my modesty.

“Oh, don’t worry I’ve already seen it all. But thanks for giving me a little reminder”. He winked and gave an appreciative whistle while my face burned with embarrassment and rage. If I could have controlled myself up to the point, I certainly couldn’t now.

“I have no fucking interest in playing nice while you keep me locked up here, and even less interest in being your toy until you decide to kill me or banish me when you’re done. So how about we finish it. I’ll take round two over having my throat slit in the night any day” I spat.

“Why on earth would you think I want to kill you? If I wanted you dead, that could have easily been done during our fight. Fond memory that, by the way” he said offhandedly, with that lopsided smug grin I loathed so much.

“What the fuck do you want then, Wyatt?” I said bitterly.

He reacted immediately.

His eyes blazed as he walked over and cornered me. I backed away from him as far as I could before hitting the wall and he towered over my petite form. One of his large hands reached into my hair and grabbed a fistful, yanking my head back forcefully to meet his terrifying expression. I kept my eyes locked onto his, unblinking and unrelenting. I lifted my chin slightly and looked down my nose at him. My proud European nose, straight with a tiny bump in the middle, slightly upturned at the bottom. The nose Mason had punched every time he was too drunk to have sex. The nose pressed into the dirt by this vicious Alpha as he forced me to submit in front of my pack.

I will never submit to this prick, even if it costs me my life.

Alpha Wyatt’s eyes paled from his deep human blue to his wolfish yellow-green, and mine burned orange in response. He slammed his other hand onto the wall near my face and leaned in close.

“It is Alpha Wyatt to you, Nova. You will learn to respect me, or I will be forced to teach you some discipline myself. Were you this defiant to your last Alpha?” he whispered dangerously. He moved his hand off the wall towards my face and I flinched, preparing for the blow I had come to expect.

His eyes searched mine in surprise, fading back to blue as the realisation dawned on him. He looked at his hand and lowered it down to his side slowly.

“I see” he murmured softly, relaxing his stance but not backing away from me. “Seems pack Meridian didn’t lose an Alpha worth missing”.

“You could say that” I retorted, devoid of humour.

“Alpha Mason is gone, Nova. You need to think of your pack. We have to ensure a peaceful transition or there will be more bloodshed”, he stated grimly.

I glared into his face defiantly and braced myself. “You took away my pack and locked me in my own home. You have no right to ask me for anything!”.

Hs eyes flashed yellow once more and before I could comprehend what was happening, he had lifted me off my feet and thrown me onto the bed. He pinned me on my back with his hand clasped around my throat, canines extended and eyes dangerously bright.

“I am your Alpha. I can force you to do anything, I do not need to ask. Do you forget what I told you on the field of battle?” he growled.

I had not forgotten.

‘I will be forced to kill you or take you where you lie if you insist on fighting’.

I became acutely aware of my flimsy dressing gown splayed open from the movement, exposing my royal blue lace push-up bra and matching panties.

His eyes flicked down to follow my gaze and he sighed appreciatively.

“Yes...you were most definitely worth the trouble. A fitting trophy of war”.

“You will have to kill me first. I will not be taken like a common whore as the spoils of battle!” I gasped as his hand tightened around my neck. The wolf in me surged forward and used all my strength to take out his legs with a scorpion kick behind both knees. He grunted in surprise and I used the opportunity to reverse our positions, flipping him on his back and straddling him with both of my hands wrapped around his throat.

A surge of electricity shot through me at the warmth of his body pressed against my core. My hips had landed square on his, and the fabric between us did nothing to hide his excitement at my scantily clad form straddling his body. His rock-hard cock fought to be free of his jeans, pressing hot and firm underneath me while his eyes blazed with passion mixed into the fury.

My chest heaved, pushing my breasts up and down as I tried to contain my mixed emotions. I can’t give in to him. Not now, not ever.

I squeezed my hands a little tighter on his neck before he pushed them down to his chest as easily as swatting a fly.

“Now, I could kill you Nova. But why would I do that when I have other uses for you?” he said huskily, placing his hands on my hips. His thumbs slid underneath my laced underwear and stroked the sensitive flesh beneath. For a moment, I allowed myself to imagine following that trail of hair down from his pecs to his hips, greeting his firm cock with my mouth, before sliding it into me and-

No. NO. I cannot submit. I will NOT submit. Focus, Nova.

“You will not have me. Not now, not ever” I panted, breathless from adrenaline and passion.

He gave me that seductive smirk once more.

“Never is a very long time, little wolf. You will be mine. All you have to do now is accept the inevitable, and stop fighting me…” he trailed off, letting his hands sweep past my hips and grasp my buttocks. I leapt off of him and snarled a warning. He let out a deep laugh and stood up before walking towards the door.

He reached the doorway and turned back to look at me. I feebly closed my dressing gown and planted my feet firmly on the ground, daring him to try and take me. He smirked and raised an eyebrow.

“You will be mine, Nova. I will take you every night by force if I have to, but you will be my Luna. For now, I enjoy your…spirit. Makes the whole thing more fun, don’t you think?”.

“Fuck you!” I spat viciously.

“Oh, I intend to. And soon” he laughed. “But please go ahead, try to escape. I promise next time you do I will ram my cock in you so hard you’ll be begging for mercy”.

Rage boiled in my veins and I stood there seething at him. My canines were extended and I could almost feel the heat from my eyes burning into his.

“I would kill you before you could even touch me” I said in a low, dangerous tone.

He wagged a finger at me and chuckled before running a hand through his hair, pushing back the loose tendrils that had fallen into his face. If he wasn’t such a cruel fucker, it would be positively orgasmic watching him so casually scrape hair off that ruggedly handsome face. His arms were huge, muscular to a fault and deeply tanned from the Mississippi sun. Even the simple action of raising his arm showed the defined tone of his biceps.

Damnit. Why does he have to be good looking?

He noticed me staring and did an exaggerated 360 turn to show his body in all its glory.I gave him my best revolted glare and feigned vomiting. 

He called Beta Carter to come and shut the door again but as he walked away he called out, “by the way, little wolf. There is a pack gathering tomorrow night. I would have you by my side in front of the newly united pack. There will be a feast and I will declare you as my Luna. If you do not come, I will have all of your clothes removed from your quarters for my own enjoyment. Your choice”.

And those were the words that sealed my fate for the following evening.