LOGINMy body was filled with disgust and guilt as I slipped on the strappy bra and the lacy underwear. As I stared at my reflection, I saw the horror I was soon going to walk into and there would be no escape from it. My hands ran over my body, and I tried not to cry, even when tears clung to the corners of my eyes.
How could I marry someone who wasn't my mate? How could I?
He made the matters worse when he told my father he will marry me tonight instead of after three months and of course my father just accepted then told me to start dressing up.
My lungs burned as I took a sharp breath and turned away from the mirror. I couldn't bear to see myself anymore.
My quivering hands reached for the shirt and I slipped it on before grabbing the pants and pulling them on. Once I was covered, I felt a little better about myself, but I still couldn't escape the thoughts racing through my mind.
Why did my father do such a cruel thing to me?!
Force me to marry an Alpha twice my age, older than everyone I knew.
How could I marry him?
"Aurora," Mama called from the room next to mine.
I quickly threw my curled hair up into a ponytail and stepped outside to attend to her.
"What have you been doing in the shower for the past twenty minutes?" she asked, curiosity filling her eyes when she found me dressed.
"Nothing, Mama. Just taking a longer shower."
"Come here," she patted the empty space on the bed beside her.
I sat down.
"Are you going into heat?"
"I don't know." I shrugged, trying to push away the thoughts of marrying Alpha Dane tonight.
"The full moon's approaching. You must be going into heat," she said as she wrapped her hand around mine and choked out the words. Even when she couldn't stop myself from marrying to the ruthless Alpha, she still tried. She helped me in every way she possibly could.
"It's alright. There's nothing to be scared of, baby. Heat comes and goes. Sometimes, female wolves make mistakes during heat, which is alright. Don't be scared of something so natural. And don't be worried, just accept and get married to Alpha Dane, you will run away from him when you find your real mate."
"What if I can't find my mate?" I asked while chewing the inside of my cheek.
"You will," she said with a reassuring smile. "Your mate is out there somewhere, waiting for you. And when you find each other, everything will fall into place. He'll love you like you've never been loved, and he'll take care of you. Don't worry, my sweet girl."
I nodded, but deep down, I knew it would never happen. Not when I will be in the the custody of the ruthless Alpha.
Dread filled my heart, and I began to panic.
"Mama," I murmured, wrapping both arms around her. "I love you. And you're going to get better soon."
"Don't worry about me. I've lived my entire life in peace and happiness. It's you I'm concerned about. And I know once you find your mate, I'll be at peace," she whispered, placing her hand on the side of my face.
I lowered my head, and she pressed a kiss on my cheek.
Tears clung to my lashes, threatening to fall as I realized what I was about to do tonight.
I didn't want but I had no choice.
Feeling defeated, I pulled away from her and stood up.
Just as I stepped away from Mama's side, a knock echoed through the door, firm, impatient, and heavy with finality. My heart stopped.
I didn't need to guess who it was.
"Aurora," came my father's voice, sharp and cold. "They're here for you."
My stomach twisted violently.
I turned back to Mama, her eyes wide with worry now. She tried to sit up straighter, her thin fingers tightening around the blanket as if she could hold back time itself.
"I'll be alright," I whispered, but my voice was barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "Don't let them crush you," she said softly, urgently. "You're stronger than you think."
I nodded and blinked away fresh tears.
Another knock. Louder this time.
"I'm coming," I called out, though my voice cracked.
I walked to the door and opened it slowly.
My father stood tall and grim-faced, dressed in the formal robes of our pack's elders, every line on his face carved by duty and ice. He didn't look at me with love, just hatred.
Behind him, two enforcers waited, both towering wolves in black. Their presence made the air heavier, their eyes scanning me from head to toe like I was already property. A thing being delivered.
"Take her to Alpha Dane's headquarters", He ordered.
Once I reached the his headquarters two female omegas took me into a room where they changed me and slipped the white wedding dress over my body, the one Alpha Dane had chosen for me. My curly hair was styled to fall over one shoulder, perfectly, but nothing about this night felt perfect.
I was about to marry someone I didn't even want, someone I had seen as an elder, someone who wasn't my mate.
My heart broke a little more, and the pain became unbearable.
"After the ceremony, the Alpha will expect you in his bedroom. The night will go on for long, so he has requested that you drink a little," one of the omegas said as she poured a drink for me.
I shook my head. "I can't, I have to see my mother after."
"I'm afraid that won't be possible," she replied, picking up the drink and bringing it to me.
I didn't take it. I had to see my mother before the night ended. I couldn't spend the entire night with the Alpha.
My breaths quickened when I thought about not seeing them tonight. "Can you please call the Alpha?" I asked her.
She nodded and set the drink aside before heading out. My feet ached as I stood in four-inch heels, something I had never worn before. When I looked at my reflection, I saw a bride whose face was filled with fear of what was coming.
I didn't know anything about werewolf consummation, or what the night with Alpha Dane would hold. My body quivered at the thought, of the terrible things he would do to me… and the things I would have to do to him.
No.
My heart shattered, and a few tears slipped down my cheeks. I wiped them away quickly as the door opened and Alpha Dane walked inside.
He wore a tuxedo, but it didn't make him look any better. He approached me, his lustful eyes roaming over my body. They flashed red for a split second before turning black again. My heart pounded as I saw the hunger in them.
"You look beautiful," he said, grinning wickedly. Lust gleamed in his expression. "Is there something you wanted?"
"I have a request, can I see my mother after...
"You're going to do as I want you to, Aurora. You'll be spending the night with me. There is no where you going from now and on", He cut me immediately in mid sentence as his hands circled my hips and pulled me closer.
I could barely stand, and with his hands on me, I felt even weaker. Fear rushed through me and stiffened every part of me.
"Please," I begged.
"No," he said coldly, his jaw tightening as I tried to slip from his grasp. He held me harder. "You'll do as I say." His voice became rough, almost animalistic.
"I can't-"
His hand rose from my hip and struck my face.
I gasped and stumbled back, nearly falling to the ground. Shock rushed through me, and my hand flew to my cheek. The pain came instantly, sharp, biting, like a hundred needles under my skin. But worse than the pain was the cold that settled in my bones, the violation of being struck by the man I was about to marry.
"You'll do as I say, Aurora. If I tell you to bark, you'll bark. Don't try to defy me again. I'll have you for the night, and once the sun rises, you can go play the dutiful luna", he snapped before storming out of the room.
As soon as the door slammed shut, I fell to my knees and collapsed onto the ground. Tears poured down my face, dripping onto the white dress. Sobs tore through my throat as I cupped my stinging cheek.
What did my father do to me?
The strong light coming through the windows woke me up. As soon I I opened my eyes, I noticed that the room was quiet. Too quiet.There was no heavy breathing at my back. No arm across my waist and no thick thigh pinning me in place. Just cool sheets tangled around my legs and the faint, musky scent of sex and him still clinging to my skin.I was alone. Raymond must have left while I was still asleep.I blinked up at the ceiling, slow and dazed, letting the reality settle in piece by piece.My body felt… wrecked. Deliciously wrecked.Every muscle ached in a way that was new and obscene. My thighs burned where they’d been spread wide for hours. The insides of them were sticky, crusted with dried cum and my own slick. My core throbbed, deep, low pulses that reminded me exactly how many times he’d driven into me, how deep he’d gone, how relentlessly he’d fucked until I’d forgotten how to breathe. My entrance felt swollen, tender and used. Every tiny shift of my hips sent a sharp, sweet s
"Fuck"Raymond’s growl vibrated against my lips, low and filthy but I failed to say anything.I was still gasping, still trying to find air around the thick stretch of him buried so deep I could feel every brutal inch pulsing inside. My walls fluttered helplessly around his cock, tender and overworked, every tiny shift of his hips sending aftershocks ripping through me.He didn’t move yet. He just stayed locked there, hips flush to mine, letting me feel the full, obscene weight of him. His forehead stayed pressed to mine, sweat-slick skin sliding together and his breath punching out in ragged bursts against my mouth.Then slowly he rolled his hips.One long thrust in and punishing drag out that made me feel every thick inch of him pulling out only to slam back in. Each stroke punched the air from my lungs and every time the thick head dragged over that swollen place inside, until I shook, nails digging into his shoulders, legs wrapping around his waist without permission. He did it a
For a second the room spun.His eyes, still blown black with lust widened fractionally. Recognition, shock then something darker and hungrier.He didn’t pull out.Instead his grip on my wrists tightened until I whimpered. “Virgin,” he repeated, voice wrecked. Like the word itself was violence.Then without another word , he hauled me off the wall. I stumbled but he didn’t let me fall.He simply scooped me up like I weighed nothing, spun, and threw me onto the bed. The mattress dipped hard under my weight. I tried to scramble back, elbows digging in, heels pushing but he was already there.Knees on either side of my hips and hands clamping my thighs, wrenching them wide so fast my muscles screamed in protest.“Raymond... wait....”, I started frightened but he didn’t stop. He out of the blue dropped between my legs like a man starved then his mouth was between my pussy lips without preamble.He was rough and greedy.His tongue dragged up the center of me in one long, brutal lick, flat a
I stood in the center of the room for a long moment, arms wrapped around myself, nails digging into my biceps until the sting grounded me. My mother was safe, fed, healed and not rotting in a cage. That part was real but the rest, the promises, the threats, the way my body still betrayed me every time he opened that filthy mouth was a war I was losing one heartbeat at a time.I crossed to the bathroom, turned the shower on as hot as it would go, and stripped. The water hit like punishment and I didn’t care. I wanted it to hurt, wanted it to scour away the slickness still between my thighs, the phantom press of his cock from this morning and the echo of his voice promising to ruin me tonight.It didn’t work.The heat only made everything more sensitive. My nipples peaked painfully under the spray. My clit throbbed in time with my pulse. Every time I closed my eyes I saw his face, those gold-flecked eyes narrowing, that almost-smile when I’d taunted him about his size and his words that
AURORA’S POVThe dining hall doors swung shut behind me with a thud that echoed my frustration. Mackline’s laughter still rang in my ears, her shameless flirting a brief, ridiculous distraction from the real fire burning in my chest. My mother. That was all that mattered and I left her the moment she told me to go and train with her. I didn’t head back toward the staircase. I went straight for the west wing that led to Raymond's office. The one place in this sprawling pack house where decisions were made and people like me were kept waiting. If he thought he could dangle “after the meeting” like a carrot and expect me to sit pretty, he was about to learn exactly how stubborn I could be.The hallway narrowed as I approached the heavy double doors. Two guards stood outside, arms crossed, expressions carved from stone. They straightened the second they saw me coming.“Alpha’s in a meeting,” the taller one said flatly. “No entry.” He added.“I’m his mate,” I shot back, not slowing down.
AURORA’S POVI stormed down the wide hallway, bare feet slapping against the cold hardwood like I could punish the floor for Raymond’s bullshit. My mother. My mother. The word kept looping in my head, louder than my heartbeat, angrier than the ache still throbbing between my legs from earlier. He thought he could just shower, dress like some untouchable king, and walk out with “That’s the order” hanging in the air like I was one of his soldiers?No. Fuck no.I was going to his office. I was going to plant myself in front of that stupid desk until he came back, and then I was going to make him look me in the eye and explain why pack meetings ranked higher than a terrified woman who hadn’t seen daylight in weeks. If he wanted to play Alpha, fine. But he wasn’t playing it with me today.Just as I rounded the corner near the main staircase , I nearly collided with Mackline. She was coming the other way, her fingers brushing her hair. Her eyes widened the second she saw me.“I see you’re h
Raymond's POVReports were all around me, territories subdued, borders redrawn, spoils tallied and catalogued. Men bent their heads as they spoke, their voices respectful, fearful. To them, I sat as a conqueror: broad-shouldered, cloak spilling over the throne like shadow.Yet behind my eyes, I was
Light slammed into my eyes, harsh as the guards dragged me out of the cell.My wrists stung where the leather had been knotted; my muscles trembled from hunger and grief and the aftershock of standing when I no longer trusted my legs but the ruthless guards didn't care. They shoved me down a corrid
"Nobody runs from me, mate."His eyes gleamed in the dimness and a shiver ran down straight to my spine. I took an involuntary step back. The movement was small, but he noticed. Of course he did. Predators always notice prey that twitches.“Don’t,” he said coldly. “Don’t make this harder than it al
Aurora's POVThe heavy clang of the dungeon gate echoed like a death knell, reverberating through my bones long after the guards' footsteps faded. The sound sealed me in, cutting me off from the last thread of light that had slipped through the corridor behind me. My breath caught, my pulse racing







