Chapter 4

Osborn’s POV

Vicky's moans echoed in the living room.

She was one of my lovers. A few hours ago, she was still having a good time with me. Now, she was gang raped by rogues. But I had no sympathy for what she was experiencing at the moment.

Because of her father, the missing girls in the pack might be suffering somewhere now.

Fortunately, Tracy was not at home now. Tracy was adopted and thus unrelated to me by blood.

Since my father, Randolph, the last Alpha of our pack, was killed by rogues, I and Tracy had depended on each other for survival. 

Teresa, Tracy's mother, died in childbirth when giving birth to Tracy, and Aesop Tyler, Tracy's father, was the Beta of our pack. He was my father's best friend, but he betrayed our pack. He was finally killed by Kincaid.

Moreover, everyone was little known about Teresa. They only knew that she was Aesop's mate. She also seldom interacted with others and no one knew where she came from.

The news that Teresa died in childbirth was also told by Aesop. However, no one has seen Teresa's body. Aesop was very sad at that time, so everyone stopped caring about it for fear of upsetting Aesop. After Aesop died, Tracy became an orphan.

Aesop told about her death in childbirth. After Aesop died, Tracy became an orphan.

At that time, Tracy was still a baby. My mother Luna Leona thought Tracy was pitiful and she adopted Tracy. My father ordered the people in our pack not to mention Tracy's parents. At that time, I was sent to my uncle's house because of the turmoil in our pack. When I got home, I found that I had a sister. At that time, I really liked her. I bought her toys and took her to fly kites. After my mother died for saving Tracy, my father was sunk in sadness. When he was drunk, he told me Tracy was not my sister. Then, everything changed.

My love for Tracy turned into hatred. I didn't understand why my mother adopted a traitor's daughter and died to save her. I knew Tracy was innocent. But because of her, I lost my mother. Whenever I saw her, I couldn't help being angry. I vented my anger on her, but when I saw her tears, I would regret it and felt guilty.

And our pack was declining because of my mother's death. The people in the pack had a problem with Tracy, and they even proposed to drive Tracy out of the pack. My father tried his best to get everyone to agree that Tracy would stay in the pack. From then on, my father's prestige in the pack began to gradually lose. Kincaid won the support of many warriors because of killing the traitor Aesop, even to the point of presumptuously contesting an inch with my father.

Tracy has stayed at home since then. Even when she reached school age, she was not allowed to go to school.

My feelings for her were very complicated, and we had been cold in recent years. Until the day when I was 18 years old, I suddenly smelled a strange delicious scene on her. The delicious scent she seemed to have was tempting enough to make my mouth water… I found that Tracy was my mate. I couldn't believe it.

That night, I could hardly control myself. My wolf was roaring in my body, and couldn't wait to come out. My wolf was very excited. His love for Tracy was so straightforward and warm. I knew what he wanted to do because it was also a part of me, and his thoughts were my deepest thoughts. My wolf and I couldn't wait to enter Tracy, to mark her, to express my love to her.

I wanted to pull my dick out of my pants and raise her dress up, I wanted to rip her panties and brush my dick to her pussy. I wanted to fuck her nonstop until I had her screaming in ecstasy and begging me to stop. I wanted to hear her moan my name, and I wanted to see her orgasm because of me.

Looking at Tracy, who was busy in the kitchen, I tried to control my erotic impulse and approached her. For so many years, I hadn't observed her carefully. Although she lived with me, she had always been submissive in front of me, and I had always ignored her. It turned out that she had grown up.

Before, I always felt that although we ignored her, we never abused her. But now I found that she was not living well. She was unhealthily thin. My heart was full of remorse, I should treat her better. I wanted to hold her in my arms, and my heart almost overflowed with love for her. Seemingly aware of my gaze, she turned and looked at me. When she met my gaze, she turned pale and trembled in fear.

I was deeply hurt by her reaction. My mate was so afraid of me. Over the years, I never beat or scolded her except by ignoring her. Why was she so afraid of me? Anger and grievance almost made me lose my sense. I wanted to mark her and watched her cry for me. But my heart was full of love for her and I wanted to protect her subconsciously.

I was afraid that I would lose control, hurt her, and even more afraid of seeing hatred in her eyes. Therefore, I ran out. I sat in the bathtub of the hotel and imagined that I pushed all my dick at once inside her pussy. I imagined that I pushed all my dick at once inside her pussy. Her vagina muscle would clench but I would fuck deeply and harder, making her scream loudly. She must be struggling and squirming under me but I would be already pressing all my weight on her ass preventing her from moving. Then she would have an orgasm and her cum would drip on my dick...

I stroked my hard dick with my hands. Then I had an orgasm...

That night, I thought a lot. I planned to get close to her slowly after going back so that she would not be afraid of me anymore. I would take good care of her, keep her healthy, and let her fall in love with me slowly. In two years, she would be 18. I would mark her as soon as she came of age.

But when I woke up the next day, the sudden bad news completely ended my dream...