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"Get out!" I told the female who was kneeling in front of me in a cold voice. Her eyes widened with fear flitting across them.
My face was void of any emotions as I stood up from the single couch I was lounging on and drew my trousers up, buttoning and buckling the belt in place before I walked to the other side of the room.
The female, who was still on her knees, wiped the drool from the side of her mouth before she spoke, her voice trembling. "But, sir… let me try again if you didn’t like the…"
"I said get out." My voice was low, but it was deadly that the female scampered on her feet and grabbed her heels before she opened the door to the private room and walked out without throwing another glance at me.
I grabbed the whiskey decanter and refilled my empty glass before I tipped it over my lips, slowly sipping it as my gaze roamed around the bar below. I was on the second floor in the VIP section of this gentlemen’s club, looking over at the crowd below me. The big glass window was one way. I could see everyone, but no one could see me inside.
Soon, the door of the VIP room opened, and even without looking, I knew it was my Beta that had stepped in.
"What the f*ck is wrong with you? That’s the third female you kicked out tonight. Not counting the other females three days ago."
I didn’t answer him and continued to stare at the scene below. This was getting old already.
"We’re just wasting our time here. Why do we keep coming back when no female is good enough for you?"
"Exactly my thoughts. Let’s go." I placed the glass back on the table with a loud thud before grabbing my coat from the chair as I made my way out of the private room.
The loud music echoed around me the moment I opened the door. The bar smelled of humans, sweat, and sex, and yet, I was having a hard time getting into the vibes. It has been almost two months since I f*cked someone, and for the last two weeks, I have no longer had an appetite for even a blow job.
There was nothing wrong with my manhood. I could easily get it hard when someone touched it, but the moment I associated arousal with the faces of females in front of me, I would start to get annoyed and eventually become uninterested enough that I didn’t have the urge to be mouth-f*cked by any of them anymore.
It was basically the same reason why I don’t f*ck anyone at this point. No one was good enough to hold my arousal in place until I could have my release.
Something was off. And even if I wasn’t showing it, I was slowly thinking I would go feral soon.
My wolf, Beast, was already on his way there.
There were days I could no longer control him, so I barely let him out, and if I did, I would usually do it around my Beta or Gamma, or around my strong warriors. Beast had been a pain in the ass for the last two years, and for the last 16 full moons, I had never run with the newly shifted pups in our packs to avoid another incident like the last time I let him out on a full moon run where he saw newly shifted pups licking and petting each other. And the next thing I knew, he had gone mad and was about to attack them, but thankfully, both my Beta and Gamma were fast enough to throw my wolf out of the way the moment I mindlinked with them.
Beast wanted a mate. And the more the clock ticked, the more he was getting impatient.
I was already 28 years old, but in a few months, I would be turning 29. I am not yet old in the human world, but for shifters like me, I should be mated already.
An Alpha without a mate or having no heir to pass the Alpha genes could go haywire, or in a more direct description, they could go feral.
And I had no fucking idea what to do with it anymore.
No one knew the turmoil within me except my Beta and my Gamma. I didn’t let my father know about this, especially since he, together with my grandfather, kept pushing me to find a mate, either my fated or a chosen one.
I had never rushed out looking for my mate for the fucking reason that I thought she would just fall down from the heavens and show herself to me. But it didn’t happen, and before I could realize that I was still mateless, my wolf was already losing his shit.
Both my father and grandfather, and the men before them, the previous Alphas of the Mystic Pack, all found their mates between the ages of 18 and 23, so no one had experienced what I was experiencing right now. But I felt it wouldn’t take long before I would be doomed.
I knew I had to make a decision soon. A mate or an heir.
But with me not finding any pleasure in mating, what do I need a mate for?
"Alpha Stone…" A voice snapped me out of my thoughts as an older male in a formal suit approached us.
Despite the elegance and formality in his feature, I could sense fear and uncertainties in his aura. He was a shifter and the night manager of this club. I was pretty sure the female I kicked out went and complained to him directly.
"I will still pay for the room and the females. My Beta will take care of it." I didn’t give him time to reply and was about to walk out when his hand held my forearm.
A low growl reverberated from my chest as I snapped my head to look at him, eyes dilating as I gave him a silent warning for touching me.
"My apologies, Alpha." He stepped back with his hands up in the air. "I just want to make sure I can tell you some details to make up for the females’ not being able to appease you."
"Details? What do you mean?" I asked, my forehead creasing as I crossed my arms over my chest. I felt my Beta move and stand behind me. He was probably interested in hearing the information as well.
"Next week, the Omega Feast will be held in this club." He said as he rolled his mustache between his thumb and forefinger.
He was nervous. He should be.
"And?"
"And they said this year's Omegas are more beautiful than the last time they were held. And I thought I would let you know in the hope you will find a female that will interest you on the said feast."
"Are you telling me this so I can find a female that interests me, or because it’s beneficial for you once I throw money on the bid?"
"No! No! It’s just that we noticed lately that none of our females were living up to your expectations, so I thought if you joined this year’s Omega Feast…"
I didn’t hear the rest of his babbling because I turned around and walked away from him. He and this place have nothing to offer me, and I was certainly not interested in attending the Omega Feast, as I had not been interested in it the previous years.
"So what do you think?" Collin, my Beta and second in command, asked me as we entered the elevator that would lead us to the club’s VIP guests’ parking lot.
"Think what?"
"About the Omega Feast, are we attending?"
"Didn’t you see me just walk out of there? I’m not interested. Go on your own if you want to." I snapped at him.
"Why the fuck would I attend it on my own? I have a mate. You’re the one that needs one."
"An Omega for a mate? For a Luna? You got to be kidding me?"
"Who said about a mate?" He sneered.
I tilted my head to look at him at the exact moment the elevator door pinged and opened. I shook my head, slipping my hands inside my pocket before I exited. "If you think I’m going to throw away money to buy an omega to be my sex slave, then you’re the one losing shit. I can just go and check…"
"...check around?" He finished my words as we both stopped in front of the car before he pressed the key in his hands, unlocking the doors. "Like what we’ve been doing for the last couple of months?"
My jaw tightened as I pulled the door open, slipping inside the passenger seat and slamming it closed.
"We’ve been everywhere and no female was fuckable enough for you. What do we have to lose?" Collin started the engine and began driving toward the exit. "I propose that we go check it out, and if none of them can make you hard, then we’ll go. No harm done."
I remained quiet, my elbows propped against the window, my head resting on my fingers as I blankly stared in front of me.
"Alpha…" The shifter on the post who checked out our car greeted me, and I just acknowledged him with a wave of my hand.
Soon, we were already on the highway, making our way back to our territory. I picked up the cigarette on the dashboard and lit it up before I rolled the window down and began puffing air to fill my lungs.
The cold wind brushed against my skin, sending a chill down my spine. The temperature tonight was almost at a negative degree Celsius, but it never bothered me at all. The years had only made my skin thicker and more durable for the cold and harsh weather of the North.
"Think about it, Adan," Collin said out of nowhere.
"Are we not done with this topic yet?"
"My son needs an Alpha. If you can't produce an heir, what will happen to our pack? And what do you think will happen to Beast?"
LUCY. I was on my way to the main kitchen from the main floor of the house when I heard Manuel’s voice looking for Stella as he entered the kitchen from the exit door, making me stop in my tracks. I never liked Manuel. He was lazy as a pig but mated to a wonderful female. And I tried to avoid him as much as I could because we always clashed. And I was sure, if Stella was not around, I would have been kicked out of this orphanage a long time ago because of him. "Lucy is ready for the Omega Feast. Make sure she has the proper clothing to attend the ceremony." Manuel blurted out as his footsteps sounded on the kitchen floor. Stella was preparing dishes for the night’s dinner and I was supposed to come and help her. But instead, I hid in the walk-in cupboard so I could listen to more of their conversation. "What? What did you do?" Stella asked, and I could only imagine the frown on her face. "I listed her for the Omega Feast. They just checked her photo and she got accepted right aw
LUCY. "What are you doing?" Manuel’s eyes squinted as his gaze fell everywhere in my small, messy room while Stella was holding his arms to stop him from stepping inside. "I’m looking for some of my money. But I found it already. I just misplaced it." I answered nonchalantly as I began picking up my clothes from the floor and began folding them. "Stop with your lies. Were you in the kitchen earlier?" "What kind of question is that? Of course. I’ve been everywhere in this house. What’s going on?" I turned around and placed my hands on my hips as I tapped my foot on the wooden floor, my eyes shifting back and forth between them as if I was impatient to hear their replies. "Nothing, dear. I need help with dinner. Can you come down and give this old lady a hand before the pups come and attack me from hunger?" Stella spoke sweetly, but I saw worry and concern in her eyes. Something was about to happen. "Sure. I’ll just pick all these up and throw them on my bed, then I’ll go down. Ju
***FLASHBACK.***Underworld.Lucy - 13 years old. LUCY. My hands were too red and itchy now. I’d been doing target shooting using fire for the last hour and I was getting tired of it. I blew up the whole line of target range before I walked out of the pit where I was practicing. I reminded my mentor, Gargon, not to say a word to my father, or I would blow up his face next time. No. I was not scared of anyone. Despite my stubbornness, I was my father’s favorite. He doted on me and no one was allowed to touch me. But I didn’t say I didn’t get punished - I did. But only he was allowed to punish me. I jumped over the hurdles of fire before I was able to reach the fields that smelled like burned coals and grounds. Demons take pleasure in smelling anything that burns, especially flesh being burned, and although I didn’t fancy it, I was getting used to it by now. Another boring day. I wondered when my father would take me to see other creatures again. My father’s capacity to travel in
LUCY. "Wear that." A female gave me a paper bag and my eyes darted to it for a while before they went around the room. I was sharing a small room with nine other Omegas, and they were also handed paper bags. The others were excited as they chattered and compared the clothes they got — skimpy ones. I closed my eyes as I steadied my breathing. Why did I not run away in the last five days? Why did I think it would be easier to escape when a pack already owned me? Among the nine females I was sharing a room with, only one shared the same sentiment as me. We didn’t want to be part of this feast. The others were too excited. They said they had nothing to lose, so it was better to lose everything to an Alpha or a rich man. I wondered what they thought about mates because they never seemed to care about it. Whereas I would do everything just to be given a chance to find mine. "What are you two waiting for?" The older female named Cora, who gave the paper bag to me, shifted her glaring e
LUCY. My eyes locked with the darkest blue eyes I had ever seen in my whole life and I felt my whole world stop spinning. His eyes were mesmerizing, and despite the frown on his face, he looked like a god, frowning at me, making my core throb all at once at the fierceness on his face. "Move…" A female hissed behind me, pushing me forward, and I just realized I had stopped dancing. I jolted out of my reverie, my eyes darting around the stage at the other females, trying to figure out where we were in the dance. My heart was thudding loudly. I had never, in the life of me, lost focus, even in a time of danger, but seeing this man, in a split second, all my senses went out the window. My cheeks burned, not out of embarrassment but because I didn’t like the way that the attention was all on me now since I was just standing, not knowing what part we were dancing to. Until another Omega danced her way through me and took my hand, swaying it with her before she twirled me around, whisper
LUCIA. Dark Blue Eyes was approaching, but his eyes were on Mr. Asshole, a smug smirk plastered on his face. 1,100,000 Another flashed on the screen and the asshole cursed and brushed his hand over his hair before he started pressing his tablet again. All the while, all my hopes of being bought by Dark Blue Eyes flew out of the window. He had no tablet with him. He was not bidding. He might be the organizer. Or… Goddess, he might be Olivia’s mate. My heart clenched and I had no idea why I was hurting. My eyes watered as I dropped my gaze down, but I saw the screen move. Mr. Asshole bid over again. 1,300,000 "Getting frustrated, Ethan?" The deep baritone voice sent shivers down my spine, but this time, it was a shiver of pleasure. Even without looking, I knew it came from him. "Me, frustrated? Watch and learn, Stone." A cocky grin flashed across Mr. Asshole’s face. Stone. What kind of name was that? 1,500,000 The screen flashed, but I was wondering if Ethan - Mr. Asshole, sa
LUCY."I just want to know if you’re worth the fucking 1.5 million and worth putting my life on the line!" He growled at me.Instead of being terrified, something in me snapped. My eyes squinted and before I could stop myself, I was already yelling back at him. "But who the hell told you to accept the duel? We could have just walked away!"My anger surprised him, but I had no idea if it left him speechless or furious, because his face turned stoic as he stared at me.My hands clamped over my mouth before I was able to gather myself and apologize. "I’m sorry, Sir…""Alpha." His tone was too cold."I’m sorry, Alpha."He bought me on impulse, and now that he was given a chance to back out, he wanted to know if I was worth the 1.5 million. I needed to do something. I think I could tolerate his anger versus that perverted man out there.He was still not saying anything and was just looking at me. And I knew I should be acting terrified, but I was not acting this time. My hands were really
LUCY. "Don’t stop…" He said in a painful voice. I was confused until I realized he wanted me to grind on him, and so I did again. My hands tightened their hold on his forearms as I kept gyrating harder, my breasts bouncing with every movement, my lips parting as soft moans escaped my throat. If he kept me from doing this, I would come, and I didn’t think my already wet thongs would be able to hold my juices. "Do you want this cock inside you?" I nodded my head as I met his eyes. "Do you think you’re worth it?" I wanted to tell him I was sure I could satisfy him in bed, but I knew I shouldn’t. Instead, I stopped grinding on him as I swallowed hard before I opened my mouth to speak. "Alpha, don’t give me to him. I promise I will be a perfect Omega." He laughed heartily, and it made my heart flutter with the way his eyes were smiling. It was a rare and beautiful sight. This was too far from the face he was showing me the whole night. "A perfect Omega? Didn’t you just shout at m