A revenge?

Lisa's POV

"Conan, please... Harder," I heard Claire say, and I wanted to cry my eyes out.

His tongue played with her nipple that I even began to feel the intense desires rush through me. He should have been inside of me, and not her.

I wanted the warmth his body offered, but it was not any close to what I was getting.

Instead I was left alone, with tears flowing out from my eyes in the cold night, and shivers all over me. It was the eve of my birthday, and I was feeling drained and tired of my life already, as the seconds ticked by.

Hot moans escaped from her lips, while Conan kept on thrusting with finesse.

My heart was wallowing in pain. Even if Conan hates me, all of it was just too much. And for Claire, I felt that she could have the least shame as I was there in the room.

I watched her pupils get dilated, from the intense thrusting, which caused another streak of tears to roll down my eyes.

I was so overwhelmed with emotions, that even my sight became blurry as I had my gaze fixed on Conan and Claire whose moans filled every corner of the room.

On a very normal day, it will be the last thing I will want to watch, but it was not so this time. I was forced by Conan to just stare at them, like it was a drama show. This time, with my own feelings being messed up.

My toes curled up as I tried to dispel all the feelings that I felt inside of me, but I couldn't because this was torture.

A burning sensation arose within me, a feeling that wanted me to be grabbed by the alpha, to feel the warmth of his arm, every part of my body ached for him to take as his. But all those fantasies were dispersed in thin air because my mate was in the arms of another, he was inside the arms of the woman who bullied me the most, Claire.

Every glance Conan stole, his face was always devoid of emotion. He appeared to be enjoying the torture that he had subjected me to.

Being an Alpha, he could sense that I was in heat.

Every hard thrust of his, into Claire's cunt, weakened every part of me, till I couldn't feel my legs anymore.

I cried inside of me as my body ached with a mixture of pleasure and agony. Why I had to be subjected to this torture, was what I could not decipher. It must be because I was his mate, which was never my doing in the first place.

Growing up, I had always fantasized about being betrothed to an Alpha that would save me from this unfair system that I found myself in. People trampled over me because I was an Omega that was considered to be a slave.

Enduring all forms of abuse, while waiting for my prince charming to save me, the maiden in distress.

But here I was, with fate being unfair to me again. The one I had waited all my life for, made me experience the worst form of pain and torment.

The sound of the screeches that emanated from the bed increased further as he thrusted deeper in her.

Conan growled, twirling his head back as Claire moaned louder, increasing the tempo of her high-pitched voice.

Then slowly and gradually, he pulled out from her and fell with his back on the bed while Claire snuggled up against him, they both reached climax.

Claire sat upright on the bed, resting against the headboard, a smirk creased at the corner of her lips and she glanced back at Conan who squeezed her softly in the hands.

My inner wolf, Elle, howled, on the sight of the couple who acted lovey-dovey on the bed. We were both weak and helpless, if it was left to Elle, she would have transformed and devoured Claire but there was nothing she could do than to watch as life displayed it's unfairness before me.

I narrowed my gaze to the wall clock hanging on the wall. My sight was blurry but I managed to see by squinting my eyes. The clock struck at exactly 12:00am.

I tried so hard to fight back the tears that threatened to fall, it was my birthday, my eighteenth birthday.

Sadly, my mate's gift to me on my birthday was watching him being affectionate to a woman that wasn't me. The moon goddess must really hold me in disdain for her to make him my mate.