LOGIN“Fuck. Come for me, kitten” I grunt buring to the hilt, I stimulate her clit the way she likes. “Now!” “Mhmm… ahh! Yes daddy!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. *** Wren had no idea what the holiday has in store for her when she decided to join her mother for it. She didn't expect to find herself alone on some remote island with Alpha Ronan, her stepfather. Without her ill mother!Ronan has always been a gentleman and she should have no reason to panic because they are alone but what if she is the dirty one who has been having weird fantasies about her own stepfather? No wonder she was dubbed ‘the weirdo’ in the pack. It all makes sense to her.What happens when they find out they are mates? And he woefully rejected her but offered for her to be his mistress during the entire holiday because he couldn't stay away either. She agreed to become his Holimate.
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Walking towards the Alpha’s part of the pack house still feels surreal, but I know I will find my mother there and not at the other part of the pack house where we used to live with my father. He died four years ago before I went to college, and now my mom is married to the Alpha. This is my first time coming back in four years. I don’t know why Dad wanted her to marry the Alpha, honestly, because she would prefer to live the rest of her life with his memories, I’m sure of that. I smiled, excited to meet her after four long years. We can spend Christmas together again though it will be different without father. As I made my way towards the side, though, I bumped into someone who had already seen me coming because the way I was pushed to the floor with force was very intentional. I groaned at the pain in my butt, then raised my eyes. Piper. Piper loathed me and to think she used to be my best friend before she allowed boy drama to get in the way. She knows all of my secrets, just like I knew hers before our final year in high school. Everything changed then. See, Piper is the daughter of the Alpha of Dark Night Pack and now my stepsister, it seems. She stared down at me with so much disdain I coiled into myself. I looked away from her piercing eyes and tried standing up, but she wasn’t having it. She pushed me down with the heel of her wedge shoes with a sneer. She let her eyes snap with her wolf to show me just how superior she was. To remind me that she has a werewolf form and I don’t. I told her this secret on my eighteenth birthday that I might never get a wolf and she promised to help me hide it. But the second we stopped being friends, everyone knew about it, including my parents. It’s safe to say they couldn’t wait for me to leave. Now I’m back with small hope that we are all grown, but I should have known. Piper doesn’t forgive anyone. She has become so bitter that I don’t even recognize her most of the time. “Where do you think you are going, Wrench?” she asked, her feet still pressing hard on my legs, making me wince more. It hurts so much! “I’m going to see my mother” I gritted out, trying to wiggle out from her shoe, but to no avail. She’s fucking strong too. “Ah, she wants to run to her mommy. What a weak wrench you still are” she mimicked a baby’s voice, anger shimmering in her eyes. “Please, Piper…” I begged through gritted teeth because it is getting unbearable. She smiled, showing her perfect white teeth, then slowly removed her foot from my leg only to kick me in the ribs. I howled, doubling over in pain, tears gathering in my eyes. I bit down a sob rushing from my throat. “That is for you strutting in here like you fucking own the place or deserve to be here. Don’t forget you are an omega, and you have service to do for the pack. Go and remove those fucking clothes and get to work” she sneered, her face contorting. “Pipes! Christmas shopping is waiting” a voice called from the door, and two girls showed up a few seconds later to take in the scene. Olivia and Tori. They used to follow us around back then. We weren’t friends, but they set us up. Piper couldn’t see through the whole drama that was made to separate us but I know what they did and they knew I knew it. I never bothered explaining to her, though, because it was not worth it. She had already decided what she wanted to do with our friendship and how she threw me under the bus about being an omega for not having a wolf. “Ouuu, she’s back already?” one said, staring at me with disdain. “No wonder I felt the air stuffing today. Why did she come back?” the other stomped her feet, staring at Piper as if she had all the answers. “She wants to suffer more, and I’m here to make her life more miserable, of course” Piper grinned maliciously while checking her nails. “But we are going to be late. We can deal with her later” Olivia said not bothering to look at me again. I wasn’t worth it. Piper turned back to me, staring at me with a wicked smile. “If you like to go and tell your mommy what I just did, we both know she won’t even believe you” “The woman that loves you more than her own daughter?” Tori laughed at the fact and we all know it. My mother would never believe that Piper would do anything bad even if she was doing it right in front of her eyes. She is a good girl and I am a liar so I stopped telling her anything. “Now girls don’t be so crude” Piper pouted. “Anyways, since you are back, you will be making dinner today for the entire pack. Don’t forget, not everyone eats the same meal.” They turned around to leave when the girls whispered something to her and I saw the way her head angled in that predatory way when she wanted to bully people from school and I had to stop her. “Oh, check the dungeon too. You haven’t been there for a while and I’m sure they have MISSED you. Clean it!” With that they strutted down the hall. My heart squeezed in my chest at the thought of the dungeon because I was almost raped one time because a guard ‘mistakenly’ left a cell door open. It wasn’t a mistake! I stood up from the floor and dragged my suitcase with me while wincing. I went to check on my mother in the master bedroom but she wasn’t there. She was in a guest room and it looks like that is where she stays. What sort of marriage is this between her and the alpha? I greeted her and she answered lazily though she looked a bit sick. I’m sure it’s because of my father's death. When your mate dies, you start to hate your own life. She didn’t show any sign that she had missed me, only accepted my greeting like it was the usual day. It stung so bad but I swallowed and told her I was going to make dinner for everyone. “Good. Alpha Ronan has been complaining about Cook lately. Since you are back you can take over.” She said lazily reclining on the bed. I swallowed against the thick and raw hurt in my throat and set out to the room she told me to use. It was the smallest one that used to have the former Luna's stuff before she ran away. She wasn’t Alpha Ronan’s mate and when she found her mate, she left him. I started making the dinner first and set everything in the large dining room fit for a hundred people. Yes, I did everything alone cause the maids won’t help me. “You are the same as us and our only difference is you are the Alpha’s stepdaughter now. But still an omega” one of them had scoffed, then they disappeared from the kitchen. I hurried to the dungeon before the sky turned dark and just in case I asked the guards to make sure every cell was locked. Once confirmed I entered the foul smelling place and started cleaning. I haven’t lost my touch because even when I went to college I used to work as a janitor to pay my bills. There is nothing new. I finished as soon as I could then run away from the cat calls. The men inside were so nasty telling me what they’d do to me if I just accepted them. That they’d show me a good time to forget my sorrows. Disgusting pigs. While walking back to the pack house I pass by the pack gym. It was empty except for one person training vigorously half naked. My eyes widened when I realized who it was. Alpha Ronan. I stared at him with unabashed eyes as I always do. It doesn’t matter that he is married to my mom now. He is the most handsome man I have ever seen in my life. Late thirties, dark hair and hard muscles everywhere. He finished training and turned around. My eyes zeroed on the shape of his manhood straining against his tight sweatpants. I swallowed. The way this man has featured in my every wet dream…WRENThat night I decided not to overthink anything as I stood in front of the mirror for a long time not because I was unsure of what to wear but because for once I wanted to look at myself without asking who I was doing it for. Not Ronan or for the island but just me. I chose a dress that felt like freedom and it feels so soft against my skin. Short enough to make me feel bold but not loud. My hair fell loose down my back and I did not bother taming it. I wanted to feel real. I wanted to walk out knowing that whatever happened next was not because I was trying to be chosen.The club was already alive when we arrived. Music pulsed through the floor, through my bones loud enough to drown out thoughts I did not want to hear. Lights flashed in colors that made everything feel unreal and hazy. Bodies moved together in heat and laughter. Camille grabbed my hand and pulled me into the crowd shouting something I could not hear over the music. I laughed anyway. Sweat gathered at my templ
WRENI woke up slowly like my body was afraid to face the day. My eyes felt thick and sore my lashes clumped together from crying myself to sleep. My chest felt heavy like something was sitting right on it not crushing me but making sure I could not forget it was there. For a moment I did not know where I was. The ceiling above me was unfamiliar lighter than the one at the cabin and the air smelled faintly like vanilla and something baked. It took a few seconds for memory to settle back into place. The pack house then Camille. Last night.I turned onto my side and curled in on myself pressing my face into the pillow. My head throbbed a little and my nose felt stuffy. I hated waking up after crying. Everything always feel too raw like my skin had been peeled back. Still there was something else there too. A strange sense of calm. The kind that comes after you finally let something out instead of swallowing it whole.When I finally forced myself to sit up, the room felt quiet but not
RONANI stood in front of the mirror longer than necessary my hands resting on the edge of the sink and my head slightly bowed as I stared at my own reflection like it might answer questions I did not know how to ask out loud. The man looking back at me was familiar in features but not in spirit. Same broad shoulders and scar cutting through my eyebrow. Same eyes that had made grown men bow their heads and think twice before speaking. Yet something was different now. Softer in places it had no business being soft. Tired in a way that had nothing to do with lack of sleep.I used to know exactly who I was.Alpha Ronan Darknight. Ruthless when I needed to be. Cold when the situation demanded it. My people respected me because they knew I would never hesitate. Not in war! Not in politics!! Not even in my own home!! I had always believed that was strength and control with distance. I had carried it into my first marriage without thinking twice. My first Luna was kind and loyal and proud
WRENBy the time we reached the pack house, I was barely holding myself upright. My body felt hollow like something essential had been scooped out of my chest and left behind somewhere between the cabin and the long road here. Camille unlocked the door and stepped inside first flicking on the lights chatting softly about which room I could use and how her friends would not mind at all. I nodded at the right moments but I was not really hearing her. My hands were shaking and my throat hurt from swallowing everything I wanted to scream. The second the door shut behind us, the sound of the lock clicking into place felt like the last thread snapping. I broke completely because for some reason I’ve been carrying this burden for long. It was not graceful or quiet or contained. I folded in on myself like my bones had given up. The sob that came out of me was ugly and loud and raw, the kind that tears straight from your chest and leaves your lungs burning. My knees buckled and I sank to t






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