Willow's stepfather abuses her, she is called an omega runt and is the pack’s outcast. She dreams of love and finding her mate. But will he accept her or break her even more Dameon is the next alpha of his pack, with a violent nature. He is cold-hearted, stubborn, and doesn't believe in mates. So what happens when he finds a little omega who runs away from home? He begins to question himself, why does he feel drawn to her despite the mistrust of Willow coming from a rival pack And why does he let omega keep prying her way into his heart despite his attempts to push her away
View MoreZed's brow furrowed in a frown. "So you are saying it was not because he was blaming you again?" "'Again?' He never stopped. But if Ralph thinks that this little family trip is going make us all fucking forget everything he is retarded," Zed growled slowly. "Hey. That is our head alpha you're talking about," Dameon turned away from him, walking off. "Go on your stupid trip with him. See if I care," he said angrily "I'm not going near the grave if Tristen is going be there," Zed turned back in defeat, but I didn't have time to see any more than that because Dameon was walking right towards me. If he finds me here he is going to know that I was eavesdropping. So I quickly skitter down the hall and go down a random flight of stairs. Then I walked back up them again so it looked like that was where I was coming from. Dameon spots me right away, looking a bit surprised. "Willow?" he questions."What are you doing here?" His tone wasn't like how it was usually. It was more demanding.
I did as she asked and walked up the stairs, going slowly so as not to let anything tip off the tray. I found a door marked with a cute sign marked with the letter ‘B’ and went in. I quickly set the food down on her desk and then sat in a chair that was in the corner of the room. I felt kind of awkward being in her private space so I just sat there for a while, not looking at anything so that I don't feel like snooping around.I pulled out my phone, nervously swiping through it, but I did not click on any apps. I decided maybe I should go back downstairs to wait for her because it had been like 10 minutes and she wasn't around yet. I stood up, walking back to the door when something caught my eye.It was a bulletin board nailed up on her wall. There were tons of photos and stickers and little decorations pinned to it. I smiled at a pic of a younger Lia and her hugging. They were so cute and toothless. But then I came across something that made me stop in my tracks.It was a photo, on
For the past week, Dameon had grown distant. Now I knew how agonizing he felt when I ignored his texts the whole week after our first kiss. He hardly texts or calls. And when I text or call him, he ignores it. I couldn't help but worry that I had done something wrong or that he was already tired of me.I hadn't realized how dependent on him I had come to be. I could not sleep properly as he had not replied to my messages. I had bitten my nails so down again that they had become sore, and they sting whenever I used my hands. I had become so attached to him that I was just miserable not being able to see him. Something was definitely up with him, but Lia had advised me not to be clingy so I tried not to bother him. I could not dwell on that right now. Because I found myself standing in front of the packhouse, doing the breathing exercises my psychiatrist recommended for me to do when I was really anxious. The source of my anxiety? Wren. Today I was going to try and talk to her. Lia tol
This chapter is really long, so enjoy guys. I watched as the paper airplane Dameon made flew across the room before bumping into the window and falling to the ground. "I'm trying to concentrate," I said as I glanced at him. "Then do," he said, looking at me innocently. "You just turned my English assignment into an origami," "Shit," I giggled as he went to pick it up, unfolding it and trying to flatten out the piece of paper. It was his day off, which was rare because he was always busy all the time. And I felt a bit special because he chose to spend it with me. I turned over on my stomach, continuing to read. I just have to reach the end of this chapter and I'm done for the whole weekend. I was on the second to the last page when I felt the bed dip around me. His Weight pressed down on my back as he lay down on top of me, his entire body over mine. He buried his face in the crook of my neck. He was so heavy I couldn't move at all, completely covered by him. " Get up you b
"You guys didn't have to come," he groaned as he sank into the cushion. He looked like he had aged 10 years in a day, the usual optimism absent from his face."You always get like this around this time of year," Zed said."You worried about me? Don't worry about this old man,""You're only 48,""I can't believe it has been this long...13 years since I lost my Luna," Ralph's Voice went soft. I wasn't expecting that.The room went silent. Then Zed Reached out his hands, grabbing Ralph’s hand in comfort. "I miss her every day,""I know you do, my boy," Ralph squeezes his hand back in gratitude." I know that feeling all too well...Sometimes I wake up hoping all these years without her was just a dream, that I would turn and see her sleeping beside me," his eyes went glassy, "But then it hits me that she's gone,"The mood in the room was depressing. I could not see Tristen's face from where I was hiding, but his face was somber. "We will go to visit her with you," he offered, "The date is
I spent the whole afternoon at Lia's place.. the both of us caught after our romantic rendezvous had made us distant the past few weeks. We didn't talk about Brianna, thankfully. I think Lia has been in contact with her though, so hopefully, I can find time to go see her soon now that I have 'dealt' with Jake. It kind of feels like I had to do all the work for us to reconcile. I wished she would just make some effort. But from what Lia has said in the past, she is an expert at avoiding things. The main reason I wanted to reconcile was because it was hard for Lia. At school, she wants to spend time with both of us, but obviously, she can't. And I miss Brianna, too. I am not as close to her as I am to Lia, but she was funny and really helpful. I just want her to forgive me. Even though I don't know what I did wrong When I got home that night, the mood felt off. Ralph was nowhere to be seen, but I knew that he was home because the front door was unlocked. I found him sitting alone in
After spending the whole weekend at home, I couldn't wait for Monday to just come. I wanted to tell Lia everything that has been happening since that night at the bonfire and subsequent times. I wanted to tell her about me and Dameon. When Monday rolled around, I couldn't wait for lunchtime to spill everything to Lia. I was so nervous. When the bell for lunch rang, I ran out of the class to the cafeteria looking for Lia, and lucky for me, she was sitting alone, her mate nowhere to be found. I rushed and hugged her. And she noticed my enthusiasm. “ Gosh, I have so many things to tell you; you have been busy with your mate, and I didn't want to disturb you.” “ Well, spill the beans” So I did. I told her everything that went down at Dameon's place. "Wait, so he made you dinner?" I nod. "And breakfast?" Lia asked with eyes wide open. "Yeah.." "And he made you come?" "Lia!" I put a finger to my lips, giving her a look that said, 'Shut it down!!' She looked apologetic, but
He noticed that I tensed up immediately, and he stopped himself."Something wrong?" He asked, his tone filled with genuine concern.I shook my head. "J-just don't take my shirt off."He stroked my hair tenderly. "I won't," he reassured me.I smile up at him, thankful that he didn't pry or insist that I took it off. The mood doesn't feel ruined either. Which was good because I was dripping wet, and he was very hard, too.He goes back to kissing me and I physically could not take it anymore. I was so overwhelmed with so much arousal that I rutted up against him, whining in his mouth."Who knew you were such an impatient little slut," he growled, tongue circling over my ear before nipping at it with his teeth.This action, combined with him calling me a slut had me crying out in bliss as I felt myself getting so wet. I didn't know being called a degrading name would turn me on that much, but it turns out that when it was Dameon doing it and not that stupid Alpha called Adam, I liked it.
After we finished dinner we went back to his bed. I only ate ¼ of my food, and he assured me that was okay. While he finished his entire plate and even got seconds. His Stomach must be a black hole. Typical alpha.We were sitting on his bed watching TV, with me on his lap and my head resting against his chest. I told him it was fine, that I could just sit on the bed. But he pulled me onto him like it was something he was set on doing from the start. He didn't admit it, but I think he really likes holding me. And I don't mind it either.Warmth surrounded me as I lay on him, feeling the rise and fall of his chest. He said I Could put on anything I wanted so I put on XO kitty. It is one of my new favorites.I watched intently, absorbed in the plot, and felt a little sleepy. But then I got an itch on my inner thigh. It was uncomfortable and I really wanted to itch it, but it was awkward scratching near it, as I was basically on him.I tried to shift my legs a bit, hoping the fabric of my
Pain It was something that I was familiar with. It came with each day breaking, an endless cycle for me here in Blood Moon Park. The source? Well, my life went to shit a long time ago, but if I was to pin my troubles on someone, that would be my step-father, Alpha Eric. Being the head alpha meant that his every word was law, and my life was a mere plaything in his hands, something he could manipulate and ruin. I loathed him with all being, but I also feared him; he was the one who controlled my life ultimately, not me. He allowed me to stay in the basement of the house where my family used to live; sometimes, I can’t help but think about the happy times I spent living in the main house when my father was still alive. But I made do with the basement; it was better than being homeless, so I am grateful for whatever I have. I could not complain, because complaining meant being beaten even more than ever. As the omega ‘runt’ of the pack, I invited more trouble than anyone else, but f...
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