“I'm the lycan of the American wolves. All packs on both continents are under my protection, and yet you wish for me to let you have your way with one of my most productive. Even provide assistance when necessary. Don't you think you ask for too much?” “I do. That's why I'm pleading for your mercy and kindness.” “I possess none of both qualities, but I do enjoy a good deal. I'll let you do as you want... if you become my sex slave. Your body will be mine, and I'll have you whenever, wherever, and however I please.” “Until my family is dethroned.” Belinda is what people call unfortunate. She is the result of an extramarital affair of the Luna of the Chicago Pack with a human, dooming her to be born an omega. At the age of 15, she loses her twin brother to a mysterious illness, and at 25, she has yet to awaken her wolf. On the morning of her wedding, her mate, the Beta of the pack, rejects her to be with her step-sister. Hours later, she is thrown into a river by her family and left to drown. It should have been the end of Belinda Knight, and it would have been, had her powers not awakened in her last moments of life. Belinda is transported back in time to exactly a year before her death. She has a chance to exact revenge on those who have wronged her, and she plans on taking that chance, but the Chicago Pack is powerful. Only one can rival them, the king of werewolves himself, the Lycan. But his support comes with a price.. she must give herself to him.
View MoreHer body and palms pressed to the wall, Cecily flattened her ear on the cold, painted concrete. Inside the living room were her brother, Derek, the San Francisco and Phoenix Packs' alphas, and their betas. They had all gathered to discuss her, yet she'd been told she wasn't allowed to join them. Paul had growled, warning that if she did anything to disturb the meeting, he would stop trying to save her ass. Well, he couldn't prevent her from at least listening in. Everything that was going on in that room was her business, and she would be a part of it no matter what anyone said. Six couches were arranged in the spacious living room, so that two faced the other four. Paul Knight and Derek Wren sat across Gerald Vaughn and Edward Hamilton, who in turn sat with their betas at their side. A mere day after the disastrous Summer Solstice Convention, a message had come in that the alphas had accepted the invitation to the Knight family villa, and the very next day, they flew int
“This didn't happen to me but to a friend from the Chicago Pack. About 2 years ago, she and Cecily were interested in the same guy, but he chose my friend over her. Apparently, Cecily held a grudge. The guy and my friend eventually broke up. She went clubbing with her girls one night and met this human dude. He was handsome, he was hot, so she spent the night with him, only for Cecily to send her a sex tape of both of them a few days later. Turns out your dear alpha daughter paid the human to seduce her, then take a video of them in bed without her permission. My friend was devastated, especially as Cecily was threatening her with the video. At a point, she gave up trying to protect herself, and Cecily proceeded to release the sex tape. This occurred only six months ago, so all those saying Cecily was a kid when she made all those ‘mistakes’, can shove their defense theory right up their asses. -Rachel Rodriguez”Throwing the last piece of cosmetics i
In the back seat of the black Lamborghini limousine, Cecily sat beside her mother, dressed in a red evening dress exclusively ordered from Dolce&Gabbana. This was not her first time attending the Summer Solstice Convention, as she'd been going since she was 18. This time, however, she was nervous. Sucking in a deep breath, she clasped her fingers to stop it from shaking. There was no need to fear, she told herself. She was beautiful, expensively dressed, and part of the alpha family of the Chicago Pack. The convention would go like always—with other alpha daughters fawning over her. "Now listen up." Paul, who sat across her, leaned forward to wag a warning finger. "Once we arrive at the hotel, you will be on your best behavior. There will be no whining, no rudeness, and definitely no causing a scene. Understood?" Cecily shot daggers at her brother and he doubled down on her. "Understood?" Folding her arms below her breasts, Cecily her narr
“Hello, I'm someone who attended high school with Cecily Knight. She was beautiful, fashionable, and bossy, so of course she was popular. And that popularity she used to bully others. Rather than study for exams and do her homework like everybody else, she intimidated others into doing everything for her. Those who refused had to endure her wrath till they graduated. I wasn't personally bullied by Cecily, but I know people who were unjustly punished, suffered depression, or even had to transfer, all because of her. She truly is a horrible person. —RedBurritoGirl” Pulling the rubber gloves off her hands, Lexie threw them into the bucket, where she'd deposited other cleaning tools. Standing akimbo, she looked around at the female's restroom, nodding proudly at her work. She was done for the day. Humming a tune she'd heard on the radio, she carried the bucket into the janitor's closet. On coming out, she met Marcus waiting for her. Ever since t
“Good day, all. I am Mary Vaughn-Hamilton, daughter of Gerald Vaughn, Alpha of the Phoenix Pack, but some may know me as the Luna of the San Francisco Pack. Before drafting this message, I battled with myself, because I was unsure if it was the best thing to do. It is now clear to me that I should never have allowed myself to be silenced. My story deserves to be heard. On the 24th of August, 2014, at Camp PineGrove for Female Werewolves, I was assaulted by Cecily Knight and poisoned with wolfsbane. The end result was the death of my wolf. Granted, the incident may have been intended to be a harmless prank among children, but it is the Chicago Pack's attitude towards the matter that is truly appalling. They have failed to take responsibility for the action of one of their own, neither apologizing nor attempting to set things right. I have come to terms with the fact I will never be a full werewolf again, but how can we function as a society if one pack believe
Marcus hurried the corridor, dragging along Lexie who struggled to keep up. His legs were much longer than hers, so she had to take two steps at a time or risk stumbling. He finally stopped at the end of the hallway, right in front of the entrance to the restroom. "Don't move a muscle." He ordered sternly before rushing away. Lexie tried to obey his command, but her facial muscles wouldn't stop twitching. She was weighing the pros and cons of making a run for it. If she moved quickly enough, she could make it to the ground floor in about two minutes, and be out of the main doors in an instant. Before she could put her plan into motion, however, Marcus returned, a toilet brush in one hand, and a bucket in the other. He pushed both cleaning apparatuses into her hands. "Scrub every toilet. Wipe every surface. Mop every floor." As though he was speaking to a child, Marcus listed out the instructions slowly. He then pointe
On ending the call with Lexie, Belinda sighed, pushing her phone into her shorts pocket. Really, she was tired, but matters that needed her attention just kept popping up. The unreasonable argument earlier this morning had drained her, the same as the many rounds of sex they'd had after that. At the moment, she wanted nothing more than to sleep, but there was yet another issue she had to attend to. Taking a deep breath, she proceeded to the Lycan's study. Draven sat at his cushioned office chair, deeply focused on a book spread open on his desk. Belinda had to knock on the already open door for him to look up at her. She didn't hold his attention for long though, as his gaze immediately dropped back to the desk. "Yes?" Draven asked while he read his book. "A friend of mine is in a bit of a fix. I was wondering if there was any work for her to do around here. A place to sleep, maybe?" "It's a skyscraper. There's always
As early as 10 in the morning, Lexie met with Cecily, sitting across her at a table in the Knight villa's garden. Cecily seemed to be at ease, casually sipping her tea without a care in the world, but Lexie just couldn't calm herself down. A meeting with the alpha's sister was not at all a regular occurrence, and a thousand and one reasons were running through her head as to what had brought about this special occasion. Had all her efforts last night been a waste? She'd taken extra care to disguise herself, sneaking into the party wearing a blond wig and a dress she would have never worn otherwise. Had Cecily somehow found out she'd been the one to share that offensive video to the guests? Lexie couldn't tell. So, for the time being, she pasted a smile on her face and pretended all was well. "Did you call me here to book a photoshoot session?" She chirped giddily. "I mostly work as a paparazzi, but I can pull off amazing photogra
Cecily marched up the stairs of the Knight family villa, the sound of her heels carrying across the anger she was feeling. She headed straight to the attic, which served as the servant's quarters, pushing the door open with far more strength than necessary. Martha and Mrs Brown jerked up from their beds, the sound of the door slamming on the wall awakening them. They wondered why the young mistress was here this early in the morning, but Cecily didn't bother to explain herself. Marching straight to Martha, she grabbed the girl's hair and pulled her off the bed. "You thought I wouldn't find out, didn't you?" Cecily raged. "Who else would have the balls to do something so stupid?" Writhing on the floor, Martha attempted to pull her hair out of Cecily's grip, but the werewolf was much too strong for her. Cecily yanked her hair more forcefully, causing her to scream out in pain. "I always knew you couldn't be trusted. It'
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