MasukAfter being discovered with nothing on her back as a baby in a pack she was not sure she was born in, Branka was treated as the lowest Omega all her life. Beaten down and always trashed. All things got worse for her when they discovered that she had no wolf. Tired of life itself, she tried to commit suicide times without number but she just wouldn't die so she gave up on life even though she was still living. Her having a mate was the last thing she ever thought would happen to her. And not any ordinary mate, the Lycan King who was as brutal and ruthless as he was termed to be. What fate does her life hold?
Lihat lebih banyakBranka's POV My heartbeat has been irregular since I came back inside the kitchen unnoticed which I was thankful for. I didn't want to call any more attention to myself than I already did tonight. There was literally nothing much to do anymore. The foods had been served and servers already took them to the banquet hall. The kitchen was almost empty and there was no Jessica in sight which I was thankful for. I don't think I have it in me to deal with that lady right now. I was packing up the dishes that were dirty when I suddenly felt hands grab me from behind. I screamed but my mouth was covered so the stream was muffled. “Arghrr….” I fought hard. But nothing beats strength. “Don't fight it, Branks. I know you want this too. Don't you?” I shook my head frantically against his chest. It was Damon. I could never forget his scratchy voice and he was the only one that called me Branks. “Don't say that. I've seen the way you look at me. Like you want me or something. So, I'll do the
Branka's POV I blinked hard. Did I hear wrong? Or did he just say what I think he said? “Erm …l…like I said earlier, I don't know what you're talking about.” I pat myself at the back inmy head for not stuttering. Which is something I'm quite shocked about. “Answer me again. And this time,think twice before lying to me.” He replied in his very deep voice. That was when I knew that there was tears pooling in my eyes and they dropped. I quickly whipped them with the back of my hands. I didn't know why I don't know why I didn't want him to perceive me as weak. “I was not trying to commit suicide, I only wanted fresh air.” I said slowly, looking at everywhere but his face. Even though I could not see his face, because of the dark. “Look at me.” He said. No, commanded. There was nothing in his voice that hinted if he gave me a choice to answer. I knew I had to. Wit everything in me, I looked up at him. A thick shiver racked my frame and I suddenly felt self conscious about whatever
Branka’s POVI think I'll pass out soon. My body is already giving out. My eyes were blurry and it was getting difficult to keep them focused. The following day came faster than I actually expected amd I'm thankful for that. But, I've not had any rest. Not even an eye shutter. I was grateful when the Alpha allowed people to join me in the kitchen to hasten the whole thing up since it was already in the afternoon. And the banquet is to hold this evening. The fact that people are here didn't mean I get to rest. Asked Jessica about it, I only received a stink eye. One that I know what it means well. Not able to take it anymore, I opened the fridge md grabbed the first energy drink I saw, without reading the content in it. I sneaked into a corner in the pantry and gulped it all down almost immediately. After a few minutes, it started kicking into my system. I know I'd regret this decision later, but I need to be on my toes as much as I can right now. “Branka.” I freeze in my steps as
Branka's POV I ignored the pain that I was feeling in my back and leg and concentrated on the task in front of me, not minding the gossips that was going on around me. But with the amount of ladies surrounding me and their high pitched voices, it was hard not to. “He's hot.” One of them said. “How do you know that? You've not even met him. I mean most people haven't.” Another one said. “He hardly leaves his pack. Only to fight battles and some other things like fighting battles again.” The first one chipped in again. “According to what I heard and I'm not sure it's correct, he's one of the few Lycans that are left. And he's powerful. I bet he looks as old as he has lived.” “That's a lie. They say Lycans don't grow old. Maybe he's as old as our former alpha.” Another one entirely said. I shook my head as if to shake away all of their talks. The father of the alpha was still alive and fine. He's a fairly good man and I wished he was still the alpha. When he still had power, he w












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