His omega, His curse: The Lycan king’s obsession

Xefia’s pov:“Fuck…” Alpha Ryker grunted as he thrust into me, his claws digging mercilessly into my flesh, and drawing blood. I bit back a whimper, trying not to let the pain show, but each thrust hit harder than the last, pushing me closer to breaking.I clenched tight, reminding myself this was what a mate did. My job was to satisfy him, no matter what. Because if I didn’t, he might just look elsewhere before finally claiming me as his mate. The thought alone twisted my gut.I clenched my teeth, closing my eyes as he began to thrust faster into me until he let out a loud moan.Seconds later, he rolled off my body and roughly shoved me away.“You may leave.” He ordered coldly.I hesitated, “Can I —”“You this filthy omega! Are you suddenly deaf? Leave my chambers now” he shot at me.I froze.It was always this same cold routine. No matter how often I'd told myself to get used to it, I still felt miserable about it. My heart shattered into a million pieces whenever he treated me like

Xefia's pov:“Please,” I scrambled to my knees, looking at each of their faces. One with a jagged scar across his face made me the most scared. His sneer was like he was seconds away from ripping me apart. “Please…just allow me to leave…please.. I swear on my life that I will not cause any trouble.”As I begged, I rubbed my hand pleadingly against one another, hoping my pleas would somehow cut through their hard rocked hearts. The one with a tattoo peeking through his neck smirked to my horror.However, it seemed as though they revelled in the fear that rolled off of me. Crawling on my knees, I took one by the foot as I begged, “please just let me go. I’m no one and I will remain that. Please, I’m begging you——“My words hitched in my throat when the one with a jagged scar across his face yanked me by the head and pulled me up. It was as though my scalp was about to explode from the pain.He held me to meet his eye level with only my hair before he struck me hard over my face. My face