Mia never cared about having a mate. For an Omega, your life was just as meaningless as your death. But her wolf wouldn’t stop yearning the moment she realized she actually had one. And the worst part? Her mate was Khalid—the Alpha’s first son, a man known to hate weakness with every bone in his body. And if there was one thing other wolves called Omegas, it was weak. But Mia isn’t just any Omega. And she isn’t the only one catching unwanted attention. Khalid’s brother, Dilan, has his own reasons for wanting Mia—and not all of them are pure.
View MoreKhalid is my mate. The realization seemed more and more untrue as I thought about it. Bell, my wolf, couldn’t contain her excitement and wanted to be in the arms of her mate immediately. And so did I.
But as I watched his graceful and eloquent movement, my heart shattered into a thousand pieces. Khalid was the son of the Alpha—the first son for that matter. And me, a poor and weak Omega girl, was mated to him. How in the universe would that work? I was in the very lowest of class and he was in the very highest. There was no way he wouldn’t be despised by my existence if he realized his mate was an Omega. Just as I was looking at him, his eyes suddenly met mine. All the pores in my body froze at that moment. Time seemed to stand still as our gazes locked. I felt like I was drowning in the depths of his eyes. But then, his gaze shifted, almost immediately. And I wondered if he had really looked at me or I was seeing things. As I stood there, lost in thought, the head of maids appeared beside me, her voice piercing the air. “Hey, you! Dirty thing. What are you looking at?” I turned to face her, my heart still reeling from the shock of seeing Khalid. She was a huge woman, an Omega twice my age, and pompous too. Many Omegas get rejected if their mates aren’t also Omegas, and if their mates happen to hate Omegas. But if they're lucky enough to get accepted by a non-Omega mate, they're immediately respected. And even though they're still Omegas, no one dares address them as that again. Because the title of your husband is your title. That was the case with this head maid. She was mated to the Chief of Gamma, and she'd taken it upon herself to insult and abuse Omegas whenever she could, because she was “no longer” one of us. “If only you could work half as hard as you stare into space. You have a tray in your hands, but you'd rather stand there, stare, and daydream of things you'll never be. Now get out of my sight and make yourself more useful.” Her words stung, but I knew better than to react. I bowed and walked away, the weight of her disdain settling heavy on my shoulders. As I made my way to the kitchen, the sounds of the celebration grew louder. Today was the Alpha's birthday, and the pack house was buzzing with activity. Dancers performed with loud music in the pack hall, while men fought with swords for entertainment. The rest of the pack enjoyed the endless food and drink, but the Omegas were left to work, unpaid and unappreciated. My stomach growled as I poured drinks into the tiny glasses on the tray. I hadn't eaten since morning, and it was already after 6PM. My job was to serve drinks, and later, I'd join the other maids to wash the dishes. Just another day in the life of an Omega. Someone nudged at me, and I turned to see a sweating Nora. She was also an Omega and a maid like me—one around my age who always insulted the world and its unfairness. “Mia. There you are.” She smiled at me and looked around us. “We should disappear into one of the empty stores and eat something. The house is so busy. Nobody would notice.” I looked at her suspiciously. Nora had always been a risk-taker and had never been caught once, even though I’ve never agreed to being her accomplice. “And our duties?” “Mia,” she pouted. “I’m starting to wonder if you enjoy working. There are many other maids in the house. You think it would matter if nobody sees us for a few minutes?” I rolled my eyes and hissed, slowly moving out of the room with the tray in my hands. I felt the mate bond as I walked, and I threatened to shut Bell out if she kept being restless, even though I knew I couldn’t. “Maid,” someone called, which prompted me to look. A man wearing a silk robe waved at me. From his appearance, I could tell he was one of the guests from another pack. I bowed as I handed him the tray so he could take a cup. He took one, and I bowed again before turning to leave. “Wait.” He walked from behind me to stand at my front. “You look quite ravishing for a maid, even despite the fact that you stink.” I stood still, staring straight at him. His words must sound demeaning to his ears, but somehow they didn’t hurt me one bit. I’ve heard worse in my life, and I’ve felt worse. I was just a little annoyed that he was wasting my time. “Thank you. But I have to continue my duties now.” I made sure to bow again and started walking away before he held my shoulder. “Where do you think you’re going? I’m not done with you. Hand that tray to any other maid or drop it on the floor and come with me.” I tried to suppress my anger as I thought of what to say to him. “With all due respect, my Lord, the head maid won’t like that. There are many more people I need to serve and—” “This dirty Omega. Since when is it that your type has the right to object to the actual wolves? Do you know who I am?” “I don’t care who you are! Go fuck yourself and leave me alone,” I screamed at him, and then realized that it hadn’t come from me but from a furious Bell. His “actual wolves” comment had triggered Bell, who was already anxious from the thought of never being compatible with her mate. He was shocked at my outburst, or rather Bell’s. But how do I explain to him that my wolf sometimes works on her own and I hadn’t meant to insult him? My body trembled where I stood. I knew there would be vast consequences for what I just did. I felt some presence starting to thicken around us, including other maids that were confused about what just happened and wondering if they actually heard me insult a highly esteemed guest. “You…” I heard him growl. “You’re going to pay for this.” Claws extended from his fingertips. And with a flash, I saw it coming for my face before I heard a louder growl. “Don’t you dare lay hands on my mate!”KHALID“Dilan… was going to mark me.”For a moment, after Mia said those words, I didn’t move. I just stayed in the same spot, a cold, sickening fear creeping into my mind. All along... all my worst fears seemed to be confirmed. When I was desperately trying to locate Mia, the thoughts had always ridden close to the surface: Dilan would try to force her into something. He would maltreat her. He would try to inflict pain on her just because he hated me.Those fears had overridden my pride and made me hate myself the most. The fact that I knew, back in the throne room when Dilan was taking her away, there was a large possibility he would try all of those things. But at that moment, I hadn't cared enough to defy my father and sacrifice my standing. I had prioritized the pack and my father’s respect over her safety.Now, my heart ached. I realized I did care, but I had put my Alpha duties before her. I’d told my father I would have nothing to do with the Omega; when Dilan suddenly showed
MIA“M-Mia…” he called, his voice low and deliberate.Then he slipped in slowly.I gasped, a long, drawn-out sound, as the fullness of him finally filled the aching wetness deep inside me. The world halted for that moment. It was a marvelous, glorious invasion that felt both brand new and achingly familiar. This was only our second time, yet I missed it so much. It felt like our millionth, and I knew I’d never get enough.He paused, letting my body adjust to his size, his breathing ragged against my chest. I could tell he was only halfway inside me. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer, needing to feel every inch of him. I tightened around him, subconsciously pushing my hips up. I wanted the initial discomfort to be over, replaced entirely by the pleasure I knew was waiting.He let out a low, guttural moan—so low I could have missed it. Then he began to move.Each thrust was deliberate and calculated. A deep cadence that sent shivers of pleasure through e
MIAI kissed Khalid hungrily, pushing his head closer because I couldn’t get enough. Slowly, he carried me over, not breaking contact. I could hear his heart racing in his chest. Mine was too.As Khalid set me down, his lips moved from my mouth to my neck, planting soft kisses that sent fireworks through my head. My body trembled as his hands caressed it, traveling slowly from my collarbone down to my chest. My legs shook with the need of him—of his length inside me already. I couldn’t bear it anymore.My body was starting to warm up as Khalid caressed me, running circles with his fingers over my navel. He trailed down to my sex and stopped just before his hands reached. He did that up to three times, and I started to get frustrated.As I opened my mouth to complain, his lips claimed it again, sucking both my upper and lower walls at the same time. His hands played with my breasts, circling and curving around my nipple, pinching me sensually.“Uuuh!” I moaned. “K-Khalid.”Khalid kisse
MIA“Because I don’t trust you either.” I don’t even trust myself, I added in my head.The silence stretched, broken only by our heavy, ragged breathing. We were done for—I was done for. If I stayed here any minute longer, I was pretty sure I would pass out. I needed to go back to the bathroom. And fast. I would put on those clothes again and immediately come out of the room. I didn’t care if they were dirty, or if they smelled. But oh my god… I couldn’t even move my legs. Was this how it felt to be mated? Was this how it burned? Even after everything we’d been through… I still didn’t feel a single malice or hatred towards him. In fact, I loved him. I was glad he came back. I’d been denying it since—but just a day with him had healed me in so many ways I didn’t think possible. So why was I holding back? What really was there to lose? Looking at Khalid’s face, his eyes looked like he was begging me. He was begging me to give him a chance. I had the feeling he wanted to come to m
MIAI came out of the bathroom, cold sticking to me like a blanket. I clutched my towel so tight against my chest that I knew my knuckles would turn white, but that didn’t make me any more comfortable. Bell’s words were still ringing in my head—an advice that sounded like a dare. A stupid dare that felt like a joke.Except it wasn’t funny. Not when I reached him and his eyes began to watch me. Not when he also had his wolf, who probably shared Bell's exact thoughts.My bare feet padded across the wooden floor, the boards lowly creaking beneath me. But for some reason, I could also hear Khalid’s breathing, which came in slow but intense bursts.I walked past the bed, avoiding his gaze at first. I wanted to sit anywhere else. Still, I felt his eyes on me—hard, questioning, heavy. The air in the room was thick—like there was no breathing space, and my legs trembled as I moved to the chair.‘Damn it, Mia! Go sit near him! Talk to him already!’ Bell protested in my head.I ignored her and
MIA“Who is Ana?” I asked, making sure I sounded completely calm.Khalid’s mouth opened, then closed. He stood from the chair, then sat back immediately—as if confused. Finally, he raked his fingers through his hair and let out a sharp laugh.I just watched him, annoyed. He was obviously buying time to think of a lie. Why else would he laugh at such a simple question?Finally, Khalid stopped laughing. He stared at me with utter amusement. There was a trace of happiness and light in his eyes, and that made my heart flutter. I’d never seen him so alive. So hyped. But I controlled my own expression, staring back sternly.“You haven’t answered my question,” I said.Khalid chuckled, looking at me with disbelief. “Wait... are you serious?”“I am. I’m darn serious, Khalid.”He shook his head, disappointed. “She’s obviously a con. She’s not real. I made that up.” He spoke like he couldn’t believe I really thought he’d used the name of someone he knew.“Oh really? Then why choose Ana?” I fired
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