Two: Suicide Mission

LUSTRE

Alpha Fleki or should I call him The Rogue?

The words chilled my blood to ice, made an apprehension climb up my spine, made my palms get clammy all of a sudden, made my vision gets clouded and made my legs give way beneath me that I had to hold on to the desk for support.

That was how much the mere mention of his name was able to affect me. Now think of his presence... I shook my head vehemently. I didn't want to think about that at all.

Alpha Fleki was known as The Rogue to the whole population of Silvercrest and his legacy really does precede him. No one knows where he came from, or how he became that powerful but he's the alpha of the biggest and strongest pack in Silvercrest, The Feral Blood Pack, a pack that was filled with rogues and lone wolves and outcasts but still, Feral Blood Pack was the strongest and most feared pack in Silvercrest. No one dare cross them, and no one dared wage a war against them.

Fleki had made it clear that he'd kill anyone that dares to even attempt to do that as evident in the brutal killings he has carried out on alpha that coveted his power and tried to eliminate him.

He had killed them all brutally with his bare hands, without even shifting. That was how powerful he was and afterward, he had hung their heads in the market square for all to see, to serve as a clear warning to whoever is dumb enough to try to attack him.

I've never seen him before but rumor has it that he was an elder well into his fifties who could wipe the entire Silvercrest out with just a stamp of his feet.

That was how scary he was and it was no lost knowledge that planning an attack against him war suicide mission and now...

I wasn't so sure what Luca was asking me to do.

Seduce Alpha Fleki to get his weakness out of him? That was never going to be possible. The whole Silvercrest knows that he wasn't capable of getting seduced by a she-wolf, that he keeps a large harem of girls to do whatever he wants with them. He was probably the only wolf in Silvercrest who wasn't controlled by his third leg and now, Luca was asking me to do the impossible.

It wasn't possible.

“Fleki?” I whispered, “the same rogue of the feral blood pack?”

“Yes, of course,” the sick psycho grinned as if this was a fucking circus show, “do you know any other Fleki in Silvercrest?”

Of course, it had to be him. Fleki was the only thorn in Luca’s flesh, he was the only wolf stopping Luca from becoming the most feared wolf in Silvercrest, and Luca being Luca and being the power-obsessed psycho that he was have always wanted to eliminate Fleki.

But I thought he gave up on that dream when Fleki completely annihilated two whole packs in Silvercrest when their alphas dared plot to get rid of him but it looks like he was still hell-bent on that suicide mission.

“That can't be possible,” I told him, forcing the firmness I couldn't feel into my words.

My words made his smirk freeze on his face and the corners of his lips turned into something that was outrightly taunting.

“Really? I know Fleki is a rare breed and that's why I'm giving you two months to carry out the mission but you're telling me that you can't bring him to his knees in two months?”

Two of his fingers closed around the sides of my mouth in a painful grip, forcing my mouth open as he pulled me close to him, eyes dark with fury.

“Has that hole between your legs stopped functioning?” his hands found their way to my inner thighs and he pushed my panties roughly aside to shove two fingers inside me without a warning and a whimper-like gasp escaped from my mouth, “Because if it's still working properly, you won't tell me you can't use it to get what I need out of Fleki’s mouth.”

“Fleki is different,” I murmured between gasps and whimpers because he was shoving two fingers into me brutally with reckless abandon, “you know it, you've heard the rumors, nothing can bring him to his knees, not even sex.”

“And you're different,” he replied and he turned me around roughly so I was staring at my reflection in a full-length mirror, “have you seen yourself?” he pulled my gown down, and in one swift movement, I was standing naked in front of the mirror.

“Look at this,” he was standing beside me and his hand skimmed from the hollow of my neck to the swell of my breast and he grabbed my left boob, enormous in size and capable of making a man lose his sense from just seeing a cleavage.

He squeezed it painfully till another whimper escaped from my lips, “you have all these...” his hand skimmed lower to rest on my pelvis, “and you tell me you can't bring Fleki to his knees? He might be a rogue but he's still a male and the sight of your body will bring him to his knee and make him lose his mind.”

He wasn’t asking me to do it, he was telling me that it was a done deal.

“Do you understand?” he pulled my nipple hard and I almost screamed at the pain and pleasure.

“Yes,” I panted.

“Will you be able to pull it off?”

I paused in replying as I considered the odds. Despite my body being my best asset, despite knowing what to do to drive a male completely crazy, I wasn't so sure when it comes to Fleki. He was no ordinary wolf, he was a rogue, a very powerful monster who lord over Silvercrest with iron hands. If I ever make my way to his Harem, I wasn't sure I could be more than anything than a sex object who'd spread her legs to allow him to pound into her whether he deemed fit.

But I was Lustre Blue, I've seduced countless alphas, I've brought them to their knees with just my face and body and Alpha Fleki might be a difficult feat but I wasn't going to allow him to become an exception.

I was going to do anything to break him with my body.

“I'm waiting for your answer, Lustre.”

“Yes,” I replied with the intense conviction that I was feeling.

“Good!” he let go of my body and I stepped away to put my gown back on.

“You’re my most valuable asset,” he continued, pulling my body back to him and holding me in a way that wasn't sexual at all, “you've helped me conquer so many alphas and to expand my territories and gain more power. I wouldn't be this powerful if not for your help.-

This is going to be your last mission but this is your most important. Getting rid of Fleki will make me the most powerful alpha in Silvercrest and by default, you're going to be the most powerful Luna, isn't that what you want?”

Of course, that was what I wanted. When we were young, I had jokingly told him that my dream was to become a Luna, the female head of a pack. It was just a dream then, just something out of reach for a lowly omega who was lucky enough to get a caring couple to take her in and raise her as something more than a maid but that day, five years ago before Luca made him into his sex weapon, he promised me that he'd marry me and make me his Luna.

And I believed him and I jumped at the task of becoming his sex weapon used to bring down his enemies.

Even though some times during the past five years, my delusion had called me out several times for believing in Luca’s words to make me the Luna of the most powerful pack in Silvercrest after making me into a slut and with the way he had been treating me but I never allowed that to bother me.

I just believed him.

“Of course,” I replied, “so what's the plan?”

“There’ll be a raid tomorrow night. Feral Blood wolves will come into town to plunder our resources and you'll be taken in as a captive,” he stated calmly and blood rushed to my ears.

Tomorrow night? I had until tomorrow night before I was captured and taken to The Rogue. I suddenly lost all the conviction I was feeling earlier.

“How do you know there’ll be a raid tomorrow night?”

“None of your business,” he growled, “the raid will happen at the market square just when traders are starting to leave, just make sure you're there and make sure you're captured. That'll get you into Fleki’s harem.”

Wow! I suddenly became dizzy and I had to hold onto the desk to steady myself.

“Afterwards? How do I communicate with you once I'm inside?”

His lips curved into a devilish smirk once again as I he walked back to take his seat on his chair and he took his time to take his drink and to take a casual sip.

“Don’t worry about that, we'll communicate quite alright.”

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LUSTRE

My whole body hurt from all the dragging and pulling and I just wanted to curl up somewhere warm and comfy.

Luca was right, there was really a raid just before dawn and just as planned, I was captured and dragged by foul smelling rogues toward the top of the hill where the Feral Blood Pack lives.

I’d never seen rogues up close like this before and even though their faces were covered with partial face masks, the strong stench from them was a complete turnoff.

The stench was so strong that I almost puked my guts out. Rogues were notorious for their offensive odors but I never thought it could be this bad. They were smelling so bad I was sure their bodies must be crawling with maggots and lices.

And to think I was going there to seduce and sleep with a rogue, their boss and probably the filthiest of them all; the thought was enough for bile to rise up in my throat, for disgust to churn through my entire body.

There was no way I'd allow their kind to put a finger on my body. I was going to die before that happens.

We were thrown into a dark room immediately after we walked through the gates of their pack and a few hours later, a couple of maids brought in our dinner of wine and bread and that was it. We were left unattended to till it was dawn and they brought our breakfast and later lunch and...

I was about to lose my goddamned mind.

We were all clustered together, the numbers of us I wasn't sure but were more than 20 and I was sure the females were around 10 in number. I've never been the one to stay in a position for a long and I wanted us immediately sorted out. I've overheard the rogues talking when they were dragging us that their Alpha would be the ones the captives that’ll be the ones to go to his personal house and the ones that'll be disbursed to other members of the pack and I wasn’t worried about that. I was sure there was no way he'd see me and not pick me to go to his house and into his personal harem.

If his men had been eye fucking me since they took me from the market square, how bad would it be for their boss not to want him for himself?

“She’s a hot one, isn't she?”

I heard the voice before the stench registered in my mind and I nearly gagged.

God! How do these people manage to smell this horribly and live with themselves? I'd have plunged myself deep into the river and scrubbed myself thoroughly with an iron sponge and a complete pack of soap if I was them.

The voice didn't have any alpha command behind it and I instantly knew that it couldn't be Fleki and my thoughts were confirmed when I turned in the direction of the voice and I saw three rogues standing in the hallway, their eyes on me.

Of course, for males, the only thing they knew was a pretty and hot body. Know how to use your body Abd that's the end.

The others in the room cowered in fear and a girl actually started crying. I guess she was just starting to come to the realization of what was happening to her. Her life was no longer hers, she'd probably never see her family again and at best, she was going to become a maid who rogues will forced themselves on whenever they like.

“Shut the fuck up!” one of the rogues yelled at her and in less than a nanosecond, the whole room was quiet. I know it must be a traumatic experience for the female captives because we’ve all heard the stories of how the rogues force themselves on females and pass them around in celebration. The males have it better because if they train hard and prove themselves useful, they could become trained soldiers in the Feral Park Army.

“Of course, she is,” another rogue replied, keeping his eyes on me and I nearly rolled my eyes to the back of my skull at the blatant lust that was evident in his eyes. My eyes dipped lower and I noticed the obvious judge in his trousers and his hand that seemed to be stroking it, “she has got a very fuckable body too, I'm sure my cock will have a nice time inside her.”

“Maybe you should call your cock back to order,” the third one replied, “she has the usual beauty and body and the alpha will definitely want her for himself.”

“Doesn't matter,” he started stalking towards me with a predatory gait and I tried my hardest not to squirm, “he doesn't have to know, right? I'm just going to feel her hot body and...”

I gagged at the horrible smell that hit my nose as he moved closer to me and my hands flew to my mouth as if that would hold the bile back.

He stopped walking and the look on his face turned outrightly sinister and deadly.

“We're too filthy for the likes of you, right?” he taunted, stooping to my level so I was staring right into his eyes, his soulless eyes.

And that stench, God! That stench. It was such a herculean task to hold my vomit in.

“Do you think because you're pretty and have this body, the likes of us are too dirty for you, right?” he chuckled slightly, “maybe you have that privilege when you were free but here, we own you and your body.”

I didn't reply, thinking my muteness will deter him from going further with his talks but I was wrong, it only aggravated him further and the next thing I knew, I was sprawled on the floor with one of his hands around my throat and the other undoing his zip.

Fuck! I was going to get raped by a lowly rogue before I even set eyes on their alpha. There was no way he'd want anything to do with me after his rogue have his way with me. That's even if this monster doesn't kill me.

I started trashing around furiously in his own but that seemed to ginger him even more because his smile deepened into a more devilish one as he freed himself from the confines of his trousers. The other rogues didn't look the least bit fazed about what was going on, not even the one that seemed calm about them. They were just looking at us with mild interest.

“I want to see if your nose will scrunch up in disgust when I'm buried deep inside you. I can't wait to hear you scream.”

Fuck...

He tugged my panties aside and...

“Little show is over, get off her, their alpha is here.”

He cussed underneath his breaths, anger, and fury lining his face before he pushed himself off me and he staggered to his feet.

I exhaled and I felt another presence in the room, a presence that made me jerk my head to the entrance, and somewhere along the line of seeing who was at the doorway, my breath got caught in my throat, and breathing suddenly became a herculean task.

Sweet Freya.

Who’s this divine being and what's he doing among these monsters?

“Alpha!” the three rogues chorused and they bent slightly in greeting, making my jaws unlock because what the luck?

This couldn't possibly be Alpha Fleki, he was a rogue and he was supposed to be filthy and smelly and dirty and disgusting. He wasn't supposed to look like this, like someone who had never gotten a speck of dust on themselves, like someone who was divine and...

He stepped fully into the room and I was shocked at how masculine he looked, with broad shoulders, defined abs and packs, and a face that bellied the word handsome.

Close behind him was a male of similar build but instead of the scowl they were sitting pretty on Fleki’s face, there was a warm, almost contagious smile on his face.

“What happened here?” Alpha Fleki asked, no he demanded with enough force and alpha command that I was sure no wolf would be able to ignore him.

His presence commanded too much attention to be ignored.

“She was rude and I wanted to teach her a lesson,” it was only after the rogue that wanted to rape me spoke that I remembered I was on the floor, gown bounced on my waist and my panties exposed. I quickly scampered to a sitting position.

Too much for striking a pose and seducing the alpha at first sight because he just saw me in a very useless position.

“Step closer,” he commanded the rogue and the latter did so without flattering.

Fleki took his hand and let it remain there and I stared at the duo, confused because what sort of communication between rogues have them locking hands? Then I heard a loud crack sound as the rogue’s shoulders became dislocated and he cussed under his breath.

Fleki discarded him like one would discard a waste but still, the rogue remained solidly behind him.

His eyes locked on mine and for a minute, my breathing ceased, all the plans I have in my head disappearing into nothingness. I exhaled deeply, keeping my eyes as innocent and sexual as possible, and with a dismissive glance, he looked away from me as if I was mere dirt.

“Her,” he pointed to another girl in the room, “her,” another girl, “and her.” finally me, I exhaled.

He scared me for a minute.

“Take them to Hell’s Hall, we're in need of new maids.”

My mouth dropped open. What? Maids? Me?