"Goodbyes, Richard," he whispers, his voice dripping with pride. "No! No! What have you done?!" I scream, consumed by grief as helpless, indescribable pain crashes over me like a roaring wave. "You're Richard's niece, aren't you?" he asks, his voice low and rough. I remain silent, unable to form words. "And my mate, it seems," He grasps my chin tightly, his fingers digging into my skin, and leans in close. His scent hits me like a tidal wave, and I'm shocked by how intoxicating it is. I try to look away, but my gaze is trapped by his. 'Mate!' my wolf growls in excitement. It’s the worst thing that could ever happen to Jessica as the same man that wiped out her family is given to her by the moon goddess, as her mate. She wants revenge, wants to hurt him in all the hurtful ways she could think of but she’s no match for her mate. She’s dragged to his pack and forced to be his personal maid. It’s pure torture as she has to fight off the mate bond no matter what. But her alpha mate had other ideas as he wants to own every inch of her not minding the fact he could destroy her along the way. It’s a fight from pleasure, a plea for revenge, a world full of misunderstanding. Only the truth could sincerely set them free. Would she stick to her plans of revenge or give in to his pleasure, even if it’s by force?
View More~JESSICA POV~ I've never wanted to kill someone as much as I do right now, but my mind is a jumbled mess. Tristan's kissing me, his lips pressed against mine, refusing to back down even though I'm not reciprocating. The mate bond is crippling my ability to think straight. Tears fill my eyes as I feel myself losing control. Tristan nibbles on my lower lip, sucking slowly. His kiss is hard, demanding, and hungry, leaving me breathless. "N...no!" I manage to whisper, grabbing his shoulder with one hand and a fistful of his shirt with the other. But I'm helpless against his invasion. His tongue slips between my lips, claiming my mouth. His hand at my waist slides around to my back, gripping my dress tightly. Tristan's kiss is consuming, leaving me clinging to him desperately as I struggle to breathe, to think. The only thing I can process is how expertly he's claiming my mouth. His lips, his tongue, every touch sends heat coursing through me, gathering in my abdomen, making my core
Chapter fourTRISTAN POV"Are you being serious right now?" my Beta, Sebastian, asks, staring at me like I've lost my mind."Yes, actually," I reply, blinking at him slowly. "Do I usually joke?"Sebastian sighs deeply in defeat. "Fine." He yanks out a file from his suitcase and hands it to me. "This has everything: her birth certificate, baby pictures, everything I could get my hands on."A small smile plays on my lips as I open the file, scanning the documents that hold every relevant detail about my mate, Jessica Ambrose. "Her blood type is a perfect match for mine." I chuckle, amused, and sense Sebastian's disapproving gaze on me, even though I'm not looking at him.As I flip through the file, I pause at a baby picture of my mate, Jessica. She's perched on her father's shoulders, Darren Ambrose, and looks about two years old. She's inherited his brunette hair and green eyes. I recall the well-known story of how Darren was killed by rogues years ago, making Richard the next Alpha.A
~JESSICA POV~Tristan exits without another word, leaving behind the suffocating weight of his menacing presence. I'm still shivering, my breathing ragged, as the guard who doused me with ice water enters the room. He unties me, his grip on my arm like a trap, and pulls me out of the room.We head towards the servants' quarters, where the omega maids live. A wave of despair washes over me. This can't be happening. I'm an alpha wolf, reduced to nothing. Complete nothing. And I'm powerless to change it.As I'm escorted past the omega maids, I hear their laughter and giggles. The sound grates on my nerves, a harsh reminder of my new life. "Move." The guard's grip on my arm tightens, propelling me forward, as I'm forced to confront this new, humiliating reality.My heart pounds wildly with anxiety, and I'm sure the others can hear it. I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself. The guard leads me to a woman with a distinctive mole on her chin. Clearly, the head maid."This is Gianna, th
~JESSICA POV~Cold water splashes over me, jolting me awake from a vivid nightmare. I scream as my body struggles to adjust to the shocking chill. I'm in a dark, unfamiliar room with only a sliver of light seeping through the window above. And right in front of me, a familiar face stares back – Alpha Tristan. His presence confirms that my nightmare was all too real."Again," Tristan mutters, his large frame leaning against the doorway, his eyes fixed intently on me.The towering man with a scar on his face approaches me, carrying another bucket of ice water. He splashes it over me violently, and I try to move, my body stiffening in shock. "Ugh...!" I suppress a scream, but it's a struggle. I'm bound to the chair with ropes wrapped tightly around my stomach!Tristan's dark eyes roam over me with intensity. "Leave," he orders the man, who bows and exits immediately. "Hmm." Tristan strides towards me, his fingers closing around my chin like a vice. "Normally, I wouldn't bother to watc
~JESSICA POV~Chaos. That's all I see.One minute I'm smiling, beaming like every werewolf on their eighteenth birthday. The next, my white dress is stained with my older brother's blood. He's been impaled by a sword, his lifeless body sprawled on the floor.The room is a gruesome scene. Bodies lie motionless in pools of their own blood, screams echoing off the walls. Pleading screams, war cries, angry shouts, and ferocious growls of clashing wolves.I choke back a sob. "N...no."Tears stream down my face as my heart races. I'm crying, screaming for help, but it's not enough. I'm holding my brother's lifeless body, and the reality is crushing me!Suddenly, a glimmer of hope flickers to life within me. "Uncle."My pack has been under my uncle's leadership since I was 12, after rogues brutally killed my father during a hunt. My uncle is a fair, strong leader who's always prioritized peace. But since this attack began, I haven't seen him anywhere. I must find him.I can only hope my sibl
~JESSICA POV~Chaos. That's all I see.One minute I'm smiling, beaming like every werewolf on their eighteenth birthday. The next, my white dress is stained with my older brother's blood. He's been impaled by a sword, his lifeless body sprawled on the floor.The room is a gruesome scene. Bodies lie motionless in pools of their own blood, screams echoing off the walls. Pleading screams, war cries, angry shouts, and ferocious growls of clashing wolves.I choke back a sob. "N...no."Tears stream down my face as my heart races. I'm crying, screaming for help, but it's not enough. I'm holding my brother's lifeless body, and the reality is crushing me!Suddenly, a glimmer of hope flickers to life within me. "Uncle."My pack has been under my uncle's leadership since I was 12, after rogues brutally killed my father during a hunt. My uncle is a fair, strong leader who's always prioritized peace. But since this attack began, I haven't seen him anywhere. I must find him.I can only hope my sibl...
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