The Alpha King’s Hated Mute Luna
WARNING: SOME CHAPTERS MAY CONTAIN EXPLICIT CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR READERS UNDER 18.
Without warning, Ezra drags me over to his desk in the corner of the study room and shoves me towards it. There, he rips my dress and pulls my arms behind me, tying both my wrists with the torn cloth. It hurts.
I shake my head and a strangled sob escapes my lips.
“Part your legs, Alayna.” he growls
I try to free my hands but this results in him tightening the cloth further. Ezra presses his himself against my back.
“Spread. Your. Legs.”
***
The black sheep. The unwanted one. The second choice.
Those were the names I grew up with.
But when my sister mysteriously vanished on her wedding day, I was forced to take on another name, the Luna.
“I never loved you. You’re nothing to me but a substitute.”
Ezra's words burn in my mind every night as I lay in his bed, letting him ravage and abuse my body. Tears spring to my eyes with every thrust, with every slap, with every bite of his wolf fangs.
It was never meant to be like this, I was never meant to be his Luna, I was never meant to be his whore. He was meant to marry my sister, the beautiful, strong and brave she-wolf of our family.
Instead, he ended up with a mute omega; me.
My name is Alayna Morningstar. And this is my story.