Saraphina POV
As soon as Xavier left, I rushed out of my bed, or I tried to. The moment I forced myself to move, my body arched everywhere, even in places I didn't know were possible. However, I managed to get out of bed and slowly walked over to the mirror; my legs were trembling uncontrollably, and it was a miracle I was able to move. I felt destroyed, but in a good way.
As I reached the mirror, I stared at my reflection through it, my hand going to the place Xavier’s fangs had somehow pierced. My eyes grew wide when I touched the liquid there—blood. My already racing heart increased, thumping loudly within my ribcage. Had Xavier almost marked me or did he just try to kill me?
I knew the first option didn't make sense though. A man like Xavier would never mark a worthless girl like me. Not in this lifetime or the next. So did he try to kill me? It also didn't make sense too. I didn't know how to explain it, but there was this look I caught in Xavier's eyes—possession, like he was acknowledging the fact that I was his possession, that he owned me and wouldn't let me go. Thinking about it, that was the whole point of the sex. He was punishing me for daring to kill myself, for thinking I could end my life when he didn't give me the right to. But if Xavier didn't want to mark me or kill me, what did he try to do to me?
Knowing I would never get an answer to the question, I walked away from the mirror and over to the bed. I was about to go back to sleep but on second thought, I decided to have my bath first. My body felt sticky and clammy. Plus, my sheet was wet and all that. I knew I needed to get them changed, but I didn't know where to get new sheets and I was scared to call for the omegas. I didn't want them to bully me.
I entered the bathroom and damn, I wasn't sure I would be able to get used to how big and beautiful it looked. Xavier's pack was so much bigger than my previous pack.
Knowing I couldn't stand for too long, I decided to use the bathtub. I made a warm bath then soaked myself in it. Heavens above, it felt so good and I loved how the warm water slightly burned my vulva. I closed my eyes, allowing myself to actually enjoy the moment. My thoughts went back to what had happened before I got here, but I quickly brushed that off. I didn't want to cry. I didn't want to miss my lover and my other half. But one thought stayed. Would I meet them again, and if I do, what would our lives look like?
I was done in less than an hour and I stepped out of the tub and walked into my room. I was surprised to see that the sheets had been changed and that food had been brought to me. “I thought the omegas hated me?” I thought to myself as I walked over to the bed. I touched the sheet. It was soft. Normal. I had almost expected that it would start itching me or something, but nothing happened.
I looked at the covered food and my stomach rumbled loudly. I had almost forgotten that I hadn't eaten yet. I took in a deep sigh, bracing myself for what was to come. Could they have brought in dead flies, rats, or even snakes?
I could have just sent the plate back, but I was curious and too hungry not to have a look, hoping that I would have something to eat. With one eye closed and my breath held, I slowly removed the lid and to my shock, there was actual food. I smiled, my heart pumping with excitement. But the smile quickly faded as a certain thought crossed my mind. What if they had poisoned the food?
I covered the food, deciding that it would be best not to eat. But I couldn't stop thinking about the food as I got dressed. It looked nice and it was one of my favorites. Meatball pasta. “But they wouldn't dare kill the Alpha's breeder right?” I thought, trying to flush off the thought of dying by poison.
My stomach rumbled again, louder this time, like a heavy storm in the dark. I winced; it was starting to hurt. Plus, the scent was getting stronger. I couldn't hold it anymore, and in the end, I ate the food, all of it; there was nothing left by the time I was done. If I could ask for more, I would have but I didn't want to piss off the omegas.
Almost immediately, I heard a knock and an omega stepped in. She narrowed her eyes at me, staring down at me with so much hatred. “Filthy thing.” She cursed as she carried the plate away from me.
I sighed. But I didn't say a word to her. I guess I had to get used to all of these until I could bear a pup for the Alpha. I got into bed to sleep when I was sure my food had digested. I hadn't even closed my eyes when a knock came in.
“Please come in,” I said, noticing that the person was hesitating to come in. Then, a handsome young man stepped in.
“Hello, Saraphina. I am Drako, the Alpha's Beta. Please come with me.” His voice was grim, and his expression was unreadable.
“Is there a problem?” I asked, my tone so low I almost didn't hear myself. I was already starting to panic. Why would the beta need me?
“There's no problem. Please, come with me.”
I hesitated but I rose from the bed and started to follow behind him. I was shocked when he took me outside to the garden, but I was more surprised to see all the omegas who had been mean to me earlier standing in a straight line. They were trembling with fear and it made me wonder what was going on. Had I gotten in trouble, too?
However, to my greatest shock, I heard the Beta say. “Saraphina, the Alpha has ordered that you slap all of them in the face. Failure to do it correctly will lead to punishment.”
“What?!”
Saraphina POVFrom the moment I walked into Xavier's pack, I knew I had lost the old me. My world has changed. And after what happened the other day, I knew there was no going back. The old, timid, shy Saraphina was gone. How on earth did I go from a girl who'd blush hard whenever my twin sister spoke dirty to a girl who orgasmed from touching herself in front of a cold Alpha? As if the dreams and constant pleasuring myself weren't enough, I grew bold enough to play Xavier's dirty games. Heck, it seemed like I was the inventor of the game. Xavier fucked me so hard the whole evening and through the night like he was starved and was certain that he wouldn't live another day. I was even surprised that I had matched his energy, but unlike me, who'd crashed out in bed immediately he was done, Xavier still managed to get dressed and walked out of my room, like he hadn't just destroyed me. He sure did see me as nothing but a breeder because it seemed like he would rather hit his head on th
Xavier POVCall me crazy, unhinged, or whatever names you like, but I wanted her to suffer, and sleeping naked under the cold was a great punishment…a punishment for making me enjoy fucking her. Yes, I hated that I was enjoying her, that I was slowly losing control and doing things I was not supposed to do. She was supposed to be a mere breeder, a thing to just carry my heir. There shouldn't be any pleasure for her, yet not only did I want to pleasure her, I enjoyed everything I did. I needed to see that expression on her face when I am inside her, every time. I hated sex, I hated women, I just hated their whole essence. After the last betrayal, I was broken to the point of no return. So why on earth did I enjoy her, a mere breeder? Everything I was trying to do to make her suffer seemed to be backfiring on me. I didn't know someone without experience would enjoy being chained to the bed and fucked like that, but she did and I liked that she did. I wanted to destroy her, but she en
Saraphina POV How was that even possible? How could I control such a natural thing? If Xavier pleasured me to the point that I'd reach climax, then there was just no possible way I could hold it back. But I knew Xavier was serious; this wasn't even a request, it was a command, and something told me I wouldn't want to find out what would happen next if I disobeyed. I yelped and thrashed as Xavier slapped my vulva, harder than he did the first time. Then he pushed two fingers into my virgina and brought out my juices. I didn't even know I had gotten that wet. I gasped as he brought his fingers to his face, sniffed, and licked them. Was he even supposed to do that? My body started to vibrate, both from the cold that slipped into my pores and from the anticipation of what would happen next. Why was my body even betraying me? Why was I liking any of this? Again, Xavier slapped my vulva and I winced in pain. He continued to do so until it started to hurt too much, and tears gathered in
“W-what did you just say?” I questioned, unsure if I had heard correctly. I glanced at all the omegas, and they were just as shocked as I was; their eyes were so wide, it was a miracle they didn’t pop out. “Alpha Xavier has instructed that you slap them in the face,” Droko replied, his expression was unreadable and he kept his tone firm as though he was reading a clause from a contract.“You have ten seconds to begin, there will be consequences if you fail to start.” He finished.I knew he wasn’t bluffing. If he said there would be consequences, then they would be. I might not be sure about what was going on at that moment, but the man looked like he was a man of his word. With shaky legs, I walked over to the first omega. I hesitated a bit but then sent a slap across her face. “You will have to do that again, Saraphina. That wasn’t hard enough, and this is your last warning.” Beta Drako warned behind me. “You remember what they did to you right?” A voice in my head said and with t
Saraphina POV As soon as Xavier left, I rushed out of my bed, or I tried to. The moment I forced myself to move, my body arched everywhere, even in places I didn't know were possible. However, I managed to get out of bed and slowly walked over to the mirror; my legs were trembling uncontrollably, and it was a miracle I was able to move. I felt destroyed, but in a good way. As I reached the mirror, I stared at my reflection through it, my hand going to the place Xavier’s fangs had somehow pierced. My eyes grew wide when I touched the liquid there—blood. My already racing heart increased, thumping loudly within my ribcage. Had Xavier almost marked me or did he just try to kill me?I knew the first option didn't make sense though. A man like Xavier would never mark a worthless girl like me. Not in this lifetime or the next. So did he try to kill me? It also didn't make sense too. I didn't know how to explain it, but there was this look I caught in Xavier's eyes—possession, like he was
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