WARNING: Contains Hardcore BDSM, forced proximity, gruesome sex scenes, forbidden romance and uncensored vocabulary. “To the public, you are my Luna, but while in this Packhouse, you will be reminded that this union was just one of convenience. You shall abide by my rules with obedience and respect, for our bond is one of necessity, not passion. I want you to keep this in mind till you die. I will never love you, Jennita.” *** Finding solace and unexpected love in Jamal, the Alpha of the Rogue wolves, after a heartbreaking betrayal, Jennita must confront her past when her Ex-husband and Alpha returns, reigniting a dangerous game of desire, loyalty, and the haunting shadows of the moonlit night. *** Update Schedule: 1-2 Chapter(s) daily *** Book 1 Of The Hybrid Legacy Series
View MoreAntonio's pov I was never fond of aged whiskey and the scent lingered thick in the office, mingling with the tension amongst us; choking, suffocating silence. Back on my seat, I glared at the Alpha across the table, greedily filling his cup with the drink from the bottle of whiskey. Forming an alliance with him was something I never dwelled on, but depending on how useful he proves to be tonight, I might be tempted to renew my interest. “Let me get this straight, Gregor,” I coldly utter, eyes narrowed with a voice calm but laced with steel. “You’ve had a mole in his pack for how long?”He smirked, downing a cup in go before rewarding me a flash of his teeth that bordered on insolence. I gritted mine, half glaring at Malcolm who stood behind my seat. It was a cue to let him know that at some point, I will not be entertaining a pig in my office any longer. “Long enough to gather what you’ll find very, very much... enlightening,” The gleam in his eyes is annoying. From my side vi
Jamal's pov I didn't want any woman for me other than Jennita. But with her hands still in mine, her eyes filled with unshed tears staring down at me, I forget to breathe, anticipating the words I so desperately wanted to hear. “Oh Jamal. “ Shaking her head, the unshed tears finally spill from her eyes as she sobs uncontrollably, and I wanted nothing more than to have her in my arms right now, crushed in my embrace. “I will…” My thoughts of comfort are suddenly sliced through by exasperation as I tighten my grip around her hand without realizing. “W– what?” She chuckles again, still sobbing as she wiggles her fingers. “Yes Jamal. I'll marry you. Now put the ring on, I want to see if it's a perfect fit.” Holding back the turbulent of emotions overriding each other is difficult, and by the time I push the ring through her finger, there's a pleased smile on my face, my heart is racing faster than ever, and fuck… She was mine. Jennita Bell… soon to be Kingston was m
Jennita's pov Flashback**“Jennita Bell, you will never be loved!” It stung. I've been hurled insults much worse than this all the years of middle school, High school, yet, I couldn't tell why this hurt me so much. Maybe because it was coming from my sister. “Antonio will love me.” Holding back my lower trembling lips, I snap back at her with a much firmer voice. Out in the open of our empty living room space, we stood facing each other. The car waiting to take Alessandra to the airport was waiting outside, and at my words, I watched her grip around the handle of her suitcase tighten. “We both know who was his first choice, don't forget that. You're only a liability to him– a substitute.” I closed my eyes, feeling the tears burn, feeling Tasha itching to shift and run, to run away from her, from hearing any more hurtful words. “Antonio will… “ “Of course, back to Antonio again,” she claps her hands, chuckling with mirth in her eyes. “Obviously you'd think he loves you, he's
Jamal's pov The moment the grand doors were open and Elsa stepped away, the whole word seemed to come to a stand still. Her eyes met mine and she smiled at me and I stopped breathing. Nothing about me ever stayed composed whenever I set my eyes on her. My heart raced, my hands nervously moving to adjust my cufflinks as I watched her gracefully alight the steps. Her hair slightly bounced behind her as she closed the distance between us. I rarely see her with her hair down and they seemed to bring out her jewels for eyes, emphasizing on their beauty. Unable to help myself, I gradually lower my gaze down her dress. It was the most beautiful one I've ever set my eyes on and It cost me a small fortune, but within, I knew Jennita deserved more. More than just dresses, she deserves the world. My world. Her hips seemed to have a mine of their own as they rolled side by side, sensually capturing my whole attention till she finally reached the last step. Snapping from my reverie, I insta
Antonio's pov “Daddy!” Gigi squealed, escaping from the arms of the Omega to run into the room. I couldn't help the smile on my face seeing her so vibrant and energetic as she threw herself into my arms. “I'm sorry, Alpha,” The Omega maid bowed at the door, shaking visibly once I turned to her. “She wouldn't eat dinner and insisted you fed her but… “ “That's enough from you. Get her food here,” I ignored her completely, my eyes softening as I returned to Gigi. “I'll feed her.” “Yay!” Gigi threw her hands up in the air and I chuckled. She was always used to getting what she wanted I feared I might already be spoiling her at such a young age. “Daddy, can I have ice cream after, pleaseeee.” She emphasized on the word ‘please’ drawing it out excessively. “Only if you promise to stop troubling your teachers at school. They keep having to return you hours before dismissal time. Why is that?” My baby girl was intelligent. I knew it, but what I didn't understand was why she grew less a
Jennita's pov “Gamma Louis. I've been looking all over for you.” I hastily approached him the moment I caught sight of him passing down the halls - probably to his room. For someone who relented in holding no emotion on his face, I could see the slight gleam of surprise in them as he took in my appearance. Yeah well, considering I was either training or by Jamal’s side performing my duties as his Beta, I've never really taken my time to dress up as I did tonight.The gown I had on hugged my figure like it was made for me, its silky, deep crimson fabric cascading down in a fluid waterfall that ended just above the ground- Jamal had a lot of explaining to do. The way he knew my exact measurements was incredibly surprising. A daringly high slit on one side revealed a teasing length of my leg and while the open back—partially veiled by my loose, tumbling waves of hair—gave it an air of understated allure; the gown was beautiful. It was like the warm tones of the dress seemed to ignit
Jamal's pov “Jamal… “ she drew in a sharp breath the moment I closed the distance between us. Her eyes, green as rare gems met mine slowly, and it took every bit of self control not to pin her back on the wall and follow my instincts. Th same instincts that had been pushing me for two years now, yet I would never dare without her consent. A gentleman was not a term people would associate me with. But patience, I had patience. I had self control. Only, when I was around her, sometimes the extent of my self control was tested. A sombre expression replaced the hardened one on my face as I calmly let go of her, only stepping a few inches back, so I can look into her eyes when she speaks to me. She was going to to lie, no doubt there, and I hoped she would prove me wrong. “Are you protecting this Alpha? Did he threaten you?” “And even if he did… are you insinuating that could have scared me?” She matched my gaze defiantly, not even cowering under my intense stare- an attribute of he
Jennita’s pov“Uncle Jamal, what about me?”With folded arms, I follow the voice of my children to the indoor pool house. Jamal’s laughter echoes down the hallway, and I can’t help but smile at the scene I met once I rounded the corner and walked in.The indoor pool house was where Jamal liked to soak in and relax after a tiring business trip, mainly where he just liked to cool down or be alone. The place was spacious with climate-controlled structures, enabling natural light to filter in from the large windows.At its center is an Olympic-sized swimming pool with crystal-clear water, surrounded by smooth tiles decking. The air was warm and slightly humid, carrying the usual faint chlorine scent as I leaned by the entrance, watching the trio with a humorous smirk, a proud gleam in my eyes.The high ceiling featured exposed wooden exams, and modern lighting illuminated the space. A perfect scenery, but it wasn’t compared to the joyous union happening right in the pool.Jamal was leanin
Antonio’s povMalcolm was leaning against my car when I approached him. When he saw me, he straightened up and casually closed the distance between us. After the accident, I had contacted him to get me another car and he had insisted on coming along but I had refused, insisting I didn’t need him by my side at the meeting.Thus, he had only offered to drive and stay put in the car. I was sure the reason the fucker stayed back was so he could confirm if I was bluffing about having seen Jennita, and the look on his face was well obvious that he had confirmed it.However, my thoughts were filled with her words. She had just found out she was pregnant on that night. The night I brought another woman home. I clenched my fist as a twinge of guilt found its way to my chest, clenching my heart like a vice. I could almost imagine how happy she must have been that night… only for me to shatter it. I didn’t know, but then again, I haven’t ever been the loving spouse to her, nor mate.I wasn’t fig
Jennita’s pov“To the public, you are my Luna, but while in this Packhouse, you will be reminded that this union was just one of convenience. You shall abide by my rules with obedience and respect, for our bond is one of necessity, not passion. I want you to keep this in mind till you die. I will never love you, Jennita.”Those were Alpha Antonio’s words on the night we had just completed our mating ritual. It was cruel and coldly stated, but before I had consented to the union, I knew what I was getting myself into.At first, a small part of me had been glad when he had asked for my hand, after all, I had loved Antonio right from the moment he sat in front of me in a high school class and we had become friends, but a greater part of me knew I was nothing more of a substitute for his real mate, his first love, Alessandra.She had traveled abroad, wanting to explore the world more rather than be shackled with the role of a Luna, leaving Antonio so heartbroken he turned into a cold mons...
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