Claire Barrett is a werewolf living under the protection of her alpha wolf father. That is, until he falls ill, and a dark secret revealed by her stepmother throws her world into chaos. She’s betrayed by her mate, shunned by her pack, and sold into a loveless marriage to an alpha on his deathbed. But her new position comes with power; and Claire is determined to use that power to seek revenge on those who have wronged her. She’s not the only one with secrets, though, and she’s forced into a deal she can’t refuse. Will she be able to keep her power and claim the vengeance she craves? Or will she be doomed to a life of slavery… or worse? Find out in this thrilling tale of love, power, and betrayal in the world of werewolf shifters.
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The afternoon was unusually stormy and slightly darker than normal. The heavy cry of a pregnant wolf resounded in the tiny wooden cabin she was kept in, the pile of clothes supporting her head now soaked in sweat and tears.
Her husband could be seen looking discombobulated as he paced back and forth, after fruitless tries to calm his wife.
"She's coming, Leon. I can feel her. She's coming!" Her cries heightened, her breathing hard and hot.
He rushed to her and crouch by her side. Sweat broke out on his forehead and he swat it with the back of his palm, taking her slender palm in his large ones.
"Sheila is on the way. I know it's hard but you have to hold on, my love. Just a little more, okay?"
As her mate, he shared in her emotions and he wished to earth that he could help her. He was capable. In the past, he had helped other pregnant wolves deliver safely.
He was a licensed doctor and used to serve the pack as that until he was crowned Alpha. Now, he couldn't even help his wife deliver as it was against the tradition guiding his pack.
Alpha Leon's heart raced in his chest, his breath unsteady and hard. It was his first offspring and he'll be damned if she lost it.
If he had known her due date would be a week earlier, he wouldn't have embarked on this journey with her. He would have left her in the care of the midwives in his pack, he would have ignored her tantrums and clinginess.
They were only halfway back to their home when her water broke and she suffered a contraction amidst a thunderstorm. Due to her discomfort, they had to halt the journey and bring her to a cabin they found in the woods.
Darcy's Iris had rolled backward, her breathing now forced, "Leon.."
"I'm here, Darcy. I'm here," he sniffed, struggling to keep his tears in check.
"Help me, Leon... I'm going to lose ..o-our baby, we can't lose our daughter. Do something, please."
"Where the hell is Sheila?!" He yanked at the guard guarding the entrance.
"She will be here soon, my Lord. Due to the thunderstorm, there is a lot of flood."
"Well, goddammit."
One more look at his dying wife and Leon decided to damn all odds. He would rather spend days pacifying his ancestors than watch his wife die or his first seed when he had a chance to save them. He would never forgive himself if any of that happens.
"Get me some clean water, a pair of scissors, and some clean clothes quickly!" he said to the guards.
"My Lord..." The guard appeared skeptical for a moment before nodding and walking away to fetch the items.
Leon rolled his sleeves, took off his protective wear, and went under his wife.
...
The storm had ceased, the rain now falling in drizzles but the sky remained unusually dark.
Alpha Leon paced restlessly around the corridor, his ears listening for a baby's cry. The midwives had arrived before he could perform the delivery and taken over from him. He was now drenched in rain, his guard who held the umbrella failed to keep up with his pace but that was the least of Leon's concerns.
The cry of a baby filled the hall and Leon smiled happily, stopping and throwing a punch in the air.
His happiness was soon cut short when he glanced at the sky and saw it. Fear clouded his mind as he awaited the news of his wife's delivery from the midwives but none came.
"Alpha.." his guard's voice was filled with fear and alarm when he noticed it too.
Panic set in Leon's heart and he dashed into the cabin.
The midwives had fear boldly written on their faces as they pointed to the baby.
"Y-y-y-your highness," Sheila started, fear disenabling her from moving away, "the cursed mark." She said in heavy breaths, pointing at the crying child.
Leon glanced at his wife, her body was now limp and her breathing ceased. He could already feel that life had exuded her.
His breathing grew hard as he turned to his child, she was crying heavily on the cold floor she was dumped on. The tiny yet deep gash on her chest looked painful, unbearable even, for a newborn.
Leon walked towards her, a tear dropping from his eyes.
"S-she's evil!" A midwife cried, shuddering.
"She's not!" Leon violently responded, walking to his child, "she's the future Alpha." He picked her up slowly from the floor and wrapped her body with a piece of cloth.
"But your highness, you must stay away from her--
Leon pulled out a sword and slashed the first midwife's throat with it in one swift move, she dropped dead to the floor.
The other midwife screamed in horror, looking around in fear.
"She is not cursed. My child is not cursed!" Leon yelled, his eyes darkened with rage and hurt, while making his way to the other midwife who immediately flung to her feet, dashing to the exit.
Leon threw the sword at her like a pro and it penetrated through her back, sending her to fall forward in death.
The guard who watched in fear, fell on his knees, "spare me, my Lord. I will do whatever you want. I will never betray you," he uttered in a shaky tone.
Leon walked towards him, his hand reaching for the dagger tucked into his pants sachet, "I cannot trust you this time, Jack," and with that, he sank the blade into his chest, withdrew it, and stabbed him again. To the other guard, he grabbed easily and snapped his neck before dropping him.
Leon staggered, his jaw dropped as full realization set in his system.
Staring at his hand that was now stained in blood and then at the crying child in his arms. His gaze darts to his dead wife and he fell to the floor, breaking into tears.
His cries supersede that of the child, it bore more emotions as well as fear.
"I will protect our daughter, I promise you, my love," he mumbled under his breath before succumbing to darkness.
~Claire~…I stiffened again when I felt the swab work its way into my core and finally slid out to rest at the opening. My gaze remained on the ceiling, hoping for a quick end to whatever Landel was doing to me. When he eventually pushed his head out and stood up, he examined the swab with squinted eyes. "Dress up," he rasped. Grabbing the sheet to completely cover my bareness, I expected him to turn away and give me some privacy but his eyes remained on me. "Can I have some privacy?" "So you can run off again?" he arched a brow at me. Well, I had tried to escape again when I was laid. The bed was too high, so I ended up tumbling over, breaking my nose as I hit the ground. He caught me before I got to the exit and slammed me back into the bed. And since then, his gaze never left me. "I don't have time for hide and seek. Dress up or I'll be delighted to carry you out butt naked." From the sound of his voice to his features, everything about him was intimidating. His quietness w
~Claire~ .. "Take her away and wash her body clean," Adelaide's voice was faint in my ears and I watched lazily as Tiana's body was dragged out of the cell yard. My body stiffened in the seat I was tied to as I recovered from the electrocution. My breathing grew hard when I noticed Adelaide making her way toward me with the sword, I began pleading with her to not come any closer. Tiana's blood on her face proved to me that I wasn't in a dream.. or a nightmare. This was all real! Adelaide reached me and I tried to remain still as she hooked off the collar. "What a sight, right?" She grinned at me but I no longer thought of it as welcoming. It was creepy and all I wanted to do was get away from it. From her. "Please... I don't want to be here." "I know, honey. But you don't have a choice. Let's make a deal, I will untie you but you will remain in that seat like a good little girl, okay?" I nodded. She tore off the thick ropes bounding my hands and handed the sword to
~Axel~ The spoon dropped from my hand but Warren got it before it could hit the floor, I stared at the meals seated in front of me with distaste. The feeling of unease settled heavily in the pit of my stomach. "Is something wrong?" Warren asked, wiping the spoon and returning it to the dish of steaks. "Is it the food?" I shook my head, "I just feel so uneasy." "Why? Is it the prescription?" Again, I shook my head. "where is Claire?" "She left for her father's pack with Adelaide. He's on his deathbed and asked to see her so Adelaide went with her." Amidst the feeling, I picked up the spoon and resumed eating, ignoring the discomfort. "I must be mistaken then, for a second I felt like she was in danger. I guess it's just sadness. Fuck, I hate this connection thing so bad." "You'll get used to it." "I smell her blood," I said to Warren, "looks like she hurt herself. Do you think her father died already?" I asked, hating how worried I was. "Probably. We mourn in diffe
~Claire~ We arrived at a cave, made of rocks and sand. Its width was almost half of the shadow pack house, looking like a completely different pack on its own. I looked around with only my eyes, trying not to tilt my head and trigger the shock collar grasped around my neck. Throughout the journey that lasted until the sun went down, wolfsbane was constantly shoved into me, to prevent me from regaining even a little strength. Ava was drained of strength and I was barely holding on. My body was weak but my eyes remained open, I refused to shut down completely. Lazily I rolled my eyes ahead of me as the carriage came to a halt, my hands buried into my thigh. Save for the building standing before us, the area seemed like a desert. “Get out.“ my door was thrown open and I was staring at Jett in the eyes, unable to utter a word. The look in his eyes wasn't friendly and I knew if I delayed even for a second, he would viciously pull me out, not caring that I could be electrocuted to u
.... ~Claire For the next five days, Marianne's words remained stuck in my mind, the grotesque imagination constantly sending me off. I was shoved forward one last time and then I felt Axel move away from me, his erection falling flat as he plopped to the bed, exhausted. I wasn't sure for how long I was bent over while he ground me from behind but when I regained my sense, I felt a sharp prick from all that standing, and in between my thigh, a slick whitish liquid ran down. I stared at him, surprised by how I was carried away while he sexed me from behind, unclad from my waist down to my legs. I stood and head to the bathroom to clean myself up. I was sure Axel must have been hard on me considering the number of days, he didn't have me due to my period. He wasn't a fan of foreplay, which was a good thing for me because I didn't have to completely go naked for him to have his way. His desires were strong and they made his thrusts painful and almost unbearable. While I was glad kno
~Claire~ ... The next day, after running a late bath and dressing up all alone, having mastered the process, I sat at the vanity and the dressers worked on styling my hair. Marianne had suggested we take a walk around the palace to flex my thighs, I saw it as an opportunity to tour the courtyard, of the gigantic building, that I hadn't been to. Marianne walked in as soon as the dressers rounded up with the chignon they were gathering my hair into, my crown was fixed on top of it, an almost similar version of Adelaide's. We head out of my room to the outside walls of the palace. Since we were still in the surrounding, Marianne dismissed the guards that prepared to accompany us. "I hope you feel better today?" She asked. The poise that came with every majestic step she took, left me in admiration of her. She was born into royalty and it reeked in everything she did. She was so comported, even her smile depicts her identity as a royal breed. "Yes, I do feel better," I answered.
~Claire~ I sat beside Adelaide in the bronze sterling carriage as we traveled back to the Shadow pack. My palms were clasped on my knees and the slight discomfort from the corset tightened around my waist heightened. The tiny spikes from the royal mantle draped over my dress disturbingly tickled my neck. A cramp twisted my stomach and I moved disturbingly in my seat to ease it. "Are you okay, Claire?" Adelaide's voice brought me from my reverie. "Yes mother," I replied, taking a quick breath. A warm thick gush ran between my legs and I pressed them against each other, a rush of embarrassment staining my cheeks. I felt Adelaide's gaze on me, or the bracelet banded around my wrist, I wasn't so sure since my gaze was ahead. "If it's okay with you, I'd like us to go somewhere first." she had a warm smile when I glanced at her. "What place?" "The sperm bank, you need to get some tests done. The doctors will be at the palace tomorrow to carry out the insemination and I noticed y
~Axel~ ... I watched Warren's lips curl into a gasp, "You have a mate? Is it Nadine?" "It's Claire," I revealed gruffly, the annoyance reenacting in my demeanor. "What? Claire? Your mate?" He was greatly stunned. "A bloody Omega, Warren. The moon goddess must think of me as a fuckin joke to give me an Omega for a mate after waiting all these years!" I growled, dousing my body in the bathtub. "Does Nadine know?" I brought myself out of the water, wiping my face. "I only just found out about it myself. I can't tell her, it's messed up." "But you're the legendary Crimson wolf. In the entire history of werewolves, I've never heard where a Crimson wolf is mated to an Omega." I laughed hysterically like the situation was nothing to laugh about. "The only reason I fell for Nadine in the first place is because I felt I didn't have a mate. Tamar assured me that I was mateless, and after fifteen years of waiting, I find out my destined mate is an Omega. Isn't it just fucking hilari
~ Claire~ .. The knockings persisted and an idea crossed my mind. I glanced at Axel and he was now quiet, despite the slight unbalanced movements his body made on the bed; he didn't produce any noise. Quickly, I took off my sleeping dress and wrapped it around my nude body, specifically covering the Trista mark. I ruffled my hair and wet my face to look before going to the door, I slightly opened it and met Marianne's stare. "Um, the Alpha and I are busy right now. Do you mind?" I asked, feigning an out-of-breathe tone. "Oh of course not!" She appeared stunned for a moment, then flustered, "sorry for the interruption, please carry on," she seemed unreasonably excited and I quickly shut the door. Breathing out heavily, I turned and realized Axel was now on his feet. I bolted the door, dressed up, and walked to him. "My Lord, you need to calm down before-- "Mate," he repeated, walking towards me in lazy steps. I watched him get to me and his arm snaked around my waist before h
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