All Chapters of Alpha Rex's Dangerous Addiction: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Two years earlier... Gianna. I’m late for class and someone trips me in the hallway, causing me to almost land on my face. I grimace as pain shoots up my elbows that I used to brace my fall and I hear snickers behind me as students laugh at my predicament. “Holy shit, did you see that? I didn’t even try and she fell on her face. She’s so weak!” I hear the voice of the culprit who had tripped me and I bite my lip as my eyes sting. I hate the academy. Everyone hates and bullies me because I am the only Omega. Omegas went extinct a thousand years ago when the moon goddess, Selene decided to abolish that rank since they were being prejudiced by the werewolf society. Unfortunately, although I’m an Alpha’s daughter, I discovered I’m an Omega when I turned sixteen and shifted into a small, weak grey wolf. That was when my life turned upside-down. My father became disappointed in me. He abandoned me and let my stepmother make me a slave... all those who I called my friends des

Two years later...Gianna. A genuine smile crosses my lips for the first time in two years. I stretch my limbs on my makeshift bed in the attic that I transformed into my bedroom. The place is tiny and no matter how much I clean the cobwebs, they still grow back with vengeance. But I’m not worried about all this anymore. I turned eighteen yesterday and coincidentally there happens to be a full moon tonight. I’m excited because I might meet my mate who will take me out of this hellhole. Although things at the academy were different. No one apart from my sister bullied me and I was given a nutritious meal every day... things had gotten worse at home. My stepmother was suspicious that I gained weight from nowhere so she thought I was stealing food. I denied the accusations but she still had me whipped with a lash dipped in silver and wolfsbane. These two components are deadly to wolves. Especially an Omega like me who is at the last of ranks. This is why I was so ecstatic to co

Gianna. A full week had passed since Alpha Mason moved here with his entire team. His beta, gamma and some warriors. They had practically taken over the pack and everyone was either blind or too stupid to notice. Not that it was any of my business. This pack never cared about me so why should I care about what happens to them? To each his own. Dad had to leave and went to live in his mansion outside the pack but nothing changed for me. I was still the scullery maid. I scoured the dirtiest pots, cleaned the whole packhouse alone until it was dust free. My hands had become rough from all the menial work I did around here. To make matters worse, I had to endure the torture of listening and feeling my so-called mate fuck Sophia. Only for him to sneak into my room when she falls asleep and force himself on me. I felt like shit. Like trash that they leave at a dumpsite to rot. I felt cheap and dirty. Why was this happening to me? Was this the plan the goddess had for me? Why did

Gianna. I’m frightened out of my wits as I sit in the back of a very expensive sleek black sedan with Alpha Rex. My heart pounds violently as I steal a peek at him. He's been quiet since he claimed me as his and dragged me to the car. His devilishly handsome face is stoic and cold as he looks down at the file he’s been immersed in since we started off. His sandalwood scent is invading my nostrils in this small space. The car is not big enough to have us both and his presence is overwhelming. He oozes power and dominance yet he’s not the Alpha King yet. There's a strange feeling in my stomach as I gaze at his side profile. His perfectly tanned skin... the neatly trimmed beards on his chiselled jaws. How can he be so frightening and good-looking at the same time? I can’t stop thinking about what he’s going to do to me now that he has me in his grasp. He said it clearly back in the forest. He said he owns me now. It’s like I was always meant to be someone’s property and not my ow

Rex. I watch as Gianna skims through the contents of the document I just about put together when she was in the bathroom. If someone asked me if I know what I’m doing, the answer is no. I have no idea why I suddenly decided to attend the hunt today. Or why I brought this tiny little thing to my penthouse and got her dressed in clothes I had prepared for my future Queen, which surprisingly turned out to be her size like they were meant for her. Or why I came up with the stupid idea of being pretend mates. My father doesn’t bug me about finding my mate anymore, yet he still holds on to the throne like it’s his lifeline. For fucksakes, the dude is old and should be enjoying his life with his fellow old folks. I am the only Alpha heir above twenty whose father hasn’t handed over the mantle to. Yet I do all the fucking work. But still... that's not a valid reason for me to come up with such a contract. I fold my arms across my chest and look at the little wolf seated across me. Sh