"In this pack, at least, Omegas are not subjected to servitude; they are the backbone that supports all our basic needs. Whether it's food preparation, cleaning, healthcare, or gardening, their contributions allow us to focus on the vital task of protecting and providing for the pack. Although they may lack the strength and combat prowess of higher-ranked wolves, their minds remain sharp, and they possess skills in other areas. They are compensated fairly, work in rotating shifts, and are free to come and go as they please. I won't compromise on this, Anastasia. I refuse to change the community and the ideals I intend to uphold." He finished his statement quietly as he opened the door and stepped out.I sat in silence for a moment, trying to absorb everything he had just conveyed. My throat felt tight, and I swallowed nervously.'I don't see the issue, Anastasia. You're being pedantic. I believe Xavier's vision of a healthy pack hierarchy is far superior to the structure and politics
As Xavier led me down the corridor and around the corner, once we were out of view of the staff members, he abruptly released my hand. I tilted my head slightly to the side and glanced at him shrewdly, a faint smile dancing on my lips. "Xavier, are you annoyed with me?" I inquired, a hint of amusement lacing my tone."No," he replied curtly, not bothering to spare me a look. I fought back the urge to smirk as he let out a frustrated huff and quickened his pace, placing a few steps between us. Ignoring Maine's chiding voice in my head for provoking him, I turned my attention to the decor surrounding us. So far, everything had been tastefully arranged in a strangely satisfying blend of modern design and refined elegance. Sleek lines and original fixtures seemed to harmonize seamlessly, and the entire space was immaculate. While the atmosphere didn't exactly exude warmth and hospitality, it did convey a sense of well-being and care. I hoped that once I had properly settled in and spe
True to my word, I stayed in the suite all night, eventually succumbing to sleep in the luxuriously soft bed. The next morning, a sharp knock on the door jolted me awake, momentarily disorienting me as I tried to remember where I was."Anastasia, it's almost eleven. Would you prefer breakfast in your room, or are you joining me downstairs?" Xavier's voice, tinged with boredom, came from the other side of the door.I muttered a quiet curse under my breath, hurriedly disentangling myself from the cocoon of blankets. "I'll be right there! Just... give me a minute..." I called back.When I finally opened the door, still a bit flustered, I found Xavier leaning casually against the wall opposite me, arms folded across his chest and a wry smile on his face."I guess I don't need to ask if you slept well," Xavier smirked, his eyes dancing with mischief.I glared at him, folding my arms in front of me to mirror his posture. "Seems I don't need to ask if the pack needs a comedian either... you'
After breakfast, I retreated to my room, having eaten barely anything despite Xavier's insistence. I was being pampered and preened in preparation for the official ceremonies. The pack's stylists had selected various outfits for each ceremony throughout the day and were tasked with finding something striking for the engagement party tomorrow.I suspected the word had spread across the pack not only about the feared Alpha seemingly being wrapped around my finger but also of my royal heritage. Everyone seemed to be exceeding expectations, going above and beyond to ensure everything was perfect.As I was offered freshly made snacks and a wide array of drinks, an Omega approached, tilting her head curiously in an attempt to make conversation."Is all this really necessary?" I asked, feeling overwhelmed by the attention."All what, Luna?" she replied with a slight frown."All of this..." I gestured incredulously at the whirlwind of activity surrounding me in my room. The Omega chuckled, pl
"Relax, it's perfectly natural," Maine grumbled. "Besides, it's about time we had some fun. Saving yourself for a mate turned out to be a foolish idea. We could have been enjoying ourselves all this time.""How can you say that, Maine? What if we find a second-chance mate? He'd be furious if he discovered we were with someone else...""And if we don't find one? Honestly, Anastasia, get a grip," Maine scoffed. "The odds of finding your fated mate are slim, and the chances of a second-chance mate? Even less likely.""But if there's still a chance...""There is absolutely no chance I'm letting us stay celibate forever. Our heat will come, and it's better to have a reliable partner chosen for that, rather than letting a chaotic mess ensue," Maine argued convincingly.I bit my lip as I pondered Maine's points. She was right. I hadn't experienced my heat yet, but it wouldn't stay that way indefinitely. The thought of being forcibly mated during a heat-induced frenzy, where the strongest mal
Xavier growled, meeting my intense gaze, my boldness and confidence stirring a depth of arousal in him beyond anything he thought possible.I smirked at him. "I'm not afraid of you, Xavier. Quite the opposite. I want you to fill me completely and take me so fiercely that we'll obliterate each other's pain. I might be inexperienced now, but I'm a quick learner, and I promise to draw sounds of ecstasy from you just as you do from me."The husky desire in my voice nearly drove Xavier over the edge. Without wasting another moment, he lifted me effortlessly and carried me to the large bed dominating his bedroom. His eyes hungrily took me in as he quickly shed his shirt and trousers. I forced myself to watch as he slid down his trousers with a smirk, followed closely by his boxers. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of him. The size of him was intimidating, and the thick head of his cock seemed ready to burst.Swallowing nervously, I couldn't tear my eyes away from him as he stroked hims
We locked eyes in a silent standoff, neither willing to back down until his enraged glare gradually softened.He seemed at a loss, unsure how to resolve this awkward situation with his length still enveloped within me. He cautiously shifted his hips, beginning to withdraw slowly as I winced, closing my eyes against the renewed discomfort.Gritting his teeth against the pull of his conscience, he pushed back inside gently, drawing a slight moan from me as my eyes fluttered closed."I'm sorry, Anastasia. This really was the easiest way. I promise, it won't hurt for long," he murmured, lowering his head towards my chest. He took a nipple into his mouth, nibbling gently at the tip as he started to move within me again.My anger transformed into an unexpected blend of pleasure and disdain. I was torn between wanting Xavier to be as far away from me as possible and desiring him to relentlessly fill me with his seed.Before long, I was panting alongside Xavier as he fulfilled that wish, thru
I admired myself happily in the full-length mirror as the seamstress bid her goodbyes and departed the room, her arms filled with gowns.I smoothed my hands over the exquisite fabric of my wedding dress, a wistful smile playing on my lips.This was my last night as Anastasia Vanes, daughter of the Alpha King. Tomorrow, I would become Anastasia Lancer, wife and mate to Brent Lancer, the future Alpha King.Covering my mouth, I stifled a squeal of excitement.At last, I would leave this dreadful wing of the mansion and move to my own floor with my husband. I'd only need to see my stepmother and stepsister during special events, avoiding them on most days.I bit my lip nervously. Should I show my dad the dress? He would see it tomorrow, but we had so little time together anymore. Spending this last evening as his daughter might be a nice gesture.I sighed softly. If my mother were still here... Although my father had betrayed her by taking a mistress, I couldn't shake the feeling that lif