Zara, the late Alpha's daughter from the Edwood pack, was never loved by her stepbrother because of her mixed race. She was treated as an omega. Accepting her sad reality, she longed to find her mate, hoping her circumstances would change for the better. However, as fate would have it, her world came crashing down when she discovered her mate was Vulvan, the Alpah of the Regan pack and sworn enemies to the Edwood pack, but this new discovery brought a twist to her life because her stepbrother would seize this opportunity to conquer the Regans. Vulvan, on the other hand, had his own evil intentions for Zara. Despite this dilemma, Zara fell in love with Vulvan, determined to end the animosity between the two packs. This is a world full of manipulation, deceit, lies, vengeance, and hatred. Will Zara be able to end their animosity?Will Vulvan accept her love?What will happen when she discovers she's pregnant for vulvan?.
Lihat lebih banyakZara
"Hurry up and clean this mess," the girl said, pushing me toward the broken glass on the ground. I knelt down and started picking them up. She then stepped on my hands with her fit, making me scream. She then roughly yanked my hair, causing me to meet her gaze. "Do not think you are any different from us; you are still an omega, just like your whore mother." I clenched my fist ready to punch her "You two, get back to work". then I was interrupted by the district cook "This is not over, Kunt". jenim said and walked away bumping shoulders with me. Jenim was like salt in my wounds; she intentionally smashed into me, shattering the glass. She was willing to do anything to get me to submit to her. Every day reminds me of how miserable my life was and how I faced hatred from people I barely knew. Why? because I am mixed-race. My mother was an Omega who married the Alpha of Edwood pack. The hatred did not begin with me; it began with my mother. Some siad she had whore herself to attract my father's attention, while others believed she was my father's mistress who had drugged him into having me. But all was just rumors since I have seen how much my father loved my mother, I would like for my mate to feel the same way about me, the way my father cared for her. I was the result of their love; a child born to an Alpha and an Omega was considered to be a disgrace to the Edwood pack, but my father did not care. They loved me until they both left me to face the harsh realities of this world. I would tell myself that things would get better soon, but it seemed like they were getting worse. I considered running away, and I did, but it never worked out well. I gave up after being severely punished by my stepbrother, Savik and carried on with my life in the hopes of finding my mate—someone who would love and care for me. My stepbrother was the worst of them all; Savik detested me from birth. He never wanted to be seen with me. He spent the majority of his time at the Alpha training camp; he was rarely seen, and he would use any excuse to avoid me. When he was around, he would tell me to do things I did not want to do because he knew my submissive Omega trait would do them regardless; he took advantage of this, and my wolf despised it. When our father died, he made sure I slept in the Omega district or did things a regular Omega would do, constantly reminding me that I do not deserve to be an Alpha. Surprisingly, I got a hang of the Omega activities, but my dominant Alpha side strongly disagreed; it is like a raging conflict within me. As an Alpha, Savik did not grant me any rights, despite the fact that I know they will not be equal to his rights as a boy child and the Alpha of the Edwood pack. Instead, he would explain to me that he was only keeping me in the pack in order to form strong alliances with other packs by marrying me off to another pack, I was technically an outcast of my own pack. Sometimes, I would hope he loved me like a sister and not treat me the way he does. I had not seen Savik in months, and the last I heard, he was arranging to strike a deal with the Regans. Security has been tight at Edwook pack, and the dignitries of the Reagan pack, including the Edwood pack, were holding a meeting. Everyone has been tense all morning preparing for their welcome. Hopefully, their arrival will not result into a fight. "Zara, go wait outside the pack council chember with the other girls," the pack cook ordered, i nodded and qiukly picked up my pace. we stood in line waiting for them to come in, I guess we will be the one serving them. "Hey, i heard Vulvan Regan will be attending this meeting, I heard he is so charming, I can't wait to see him." one of the girls whispered. "shhhh, don't let them hear you, you will get into trouble for crushing on our enemies," another girl whispered back as they gigglled among themselves. I have only heard unpleasant things about Vulvan Regan, he was literrally a pain in the ass to Savik, I myself hasn't seen him before, it was said the Regan's Alpha were special and powerful breeds that set them apart from other breed, Vulvan and his pack was capable to take down the Edwood pack. Thinking about that makes me sick. i hope that isn't their intention coming to Edwood pack, I hope all goes well and they leave cause I'm getting tired of standing. An hour later, the door swung open, revealing Savik, my stepbrother, leading the way, including the elders council, followed by the Regans and their elder. We were instructed that once we see them, we should ursher them in and serve them. Savik didn't even spare me a glance as I walked past me.Just as I turned to leave, Vulvan's gaze met mine, I had not anticipated how charming he would be because he was damn hot. His emerald green eyes, sleek black hair, a mole above the side of his lips, and commanding aura were the obvious features that highlighted his Alpha dominant traits.I became uneasy as he approached, and my wolf began to misbehave. His stares bored holes in my eyes, and he walked past me with an unreadable expression. what was this feeling? My temperature suddenly became hot, and my palms became sweaty. did he feel what I felt? One of the girls shoved a tray on my hands and yelled at me, "Are you just going to stand there like a stature or get to work?" It was time for me to go in and sever, but for some reason, I started to feel both nervous and excited—mostly because I would be seeing Vulvan again. Before taking what I needed to sever, I told myself, "I hope I do not end up doing something stupid."Zara's pov.I shifted uncontrollably on the bed. My buttocks still ached, but it was much better than before. It must be purple by now.I could still clearly remember how his hands came in contact with my soft skin. It hurt—but a part of me was burning to be touched elsewhere. It was shameful to admit that, despite the pain, something inside me responded to him.I just couldn’t stop thinking about him. Everything in this room reminded me of him. His pillows smelled just like him. I didn’t like the fact that he left me all by myself in here.He sure had an effect on me, and now that he said I’d be staying in his room, it only did more harm than good. How was I going to live a day in this space without the urge to do something crazy? Or worse, without him making moves on me.That wouldn’t even be a bad idea... What the hell is wrong with you, Zara? He may be tall, handsome, and have a large—statement—in between his legs, but it hasn’t gotten to this. I scolded myself silently, trying to
Vulvan's pov.She froze for a second before ignoring me. “I’m not in the mood for your games, Vulvan.”I stood, crossed the room in two strides, and grabbed her wrist, spinning her to face me. The towel slipped slightly. My breath caught.She glared at me, chest heaving, lips trembling. But not from fear. From rage. From the maddening confusion I planted in her heart.“You don’t get to decide when the game ends, Zara. Only I do.”She snatched her hand away and stepped back. “You keep pushing, and one day I’ll push back hard enough you won’t like it.”I smirked, stepping forward again. “Good. Fight me. Push me. Scream at me. Just don’t ignore me.”She blinked. Her breath hitched.I leaned in, voice dropping, “I don’t want your silence, Zara. I want your screams. I want your curses. Your fists if it comes to that. Anything but silence.”“Why?” she snapped. “So you can feel powerful? So you can control me like some puppet? I said I was sorry, Vulvan. You’ve punished me enough. How much m
Vulvan's pov.I smiled, looking at what I had done to her body. It was sure gonna pain, and I wanted her to think of me every time it stung. I was the one who inflicted that pain on her, and I was far from done. I will be the only one to give her pain—and the only one to treat her afterwards. I would've continued, but I had to stop, so the pain wouldn't be too much by the next day for her next punishment."I'm done. Also, use it at night. It'll reduce the pain and redness," I said, helping her sit up. She looked at me with so much anger. If only she knew what was coming her way next, she would wipe off that look on her face and be grateful i stopped."I'll have something brought up to you so you can eat. You must be starving after all that alcohol you consumed," I added. She rolled her eyes at me.I shrugged. "What?""I want to go to my room. I'll have it there. I need a shower and some new clothes," she said, looking at herself. Her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, realising sh
I turned to look at him with teary eyes, hoping he’d have mercy. But it only made his smirk grow deeper. It gave him more reason.Spank!His hand came in contact with my skin—harder this time—leaving a sting like the rest. It was just spanking. I told myself I wouldn't cry, but I became a crying mess. I felt violated. Treated like a child being punished.“Please, I…” my voice cracked.“Does it hurt?” he asked, placing his hand on my neck and turning my face toward him.“Yes, please just stop. It’s hurting really bad.”“Good,” he said coldly. “That’s what I want to hear. I’m not halfway done with you yet. Begging me is just a waste of time.”I adjusted myself on him, barely able to sit properly. “How many are you planning on giving me?” I asked the one question that had been lurking in my mind.He adjusted himself too, holding me steady with firm hands.“Hmmm… it depends,” he said thoughtfully. “I guess… as many as my heart wishes—until I’m satisfied.”I wiped the tears streaming down
zara's pov.woke up unusually early with an unsettling feeling in my stomach. It felt like I was about to throw up. My head throbbed painfully, and my whole body ached. Everything hurt. I couldn’t remember much of anything.But then, I felt his gentle hands on me.He calmed me down, gave me some medication, and softly whispered something I couldn’t quite catch but found comfort in. His voice was low, loving, and safe. I felt secure again. With his arms wrapped around me, I drifted back to sleep for the second time.Later that day, I stretched and yawned. The pain in my body was gone. No more headache. My tummy didn’t hurt anymore, either. I felt refreshed and oddly relaxed.I reached across the bed with my hands, but a wave of disappointment hit me—Vulvan wasn’t there.After spending a few more minutes refusing to get up, I finally sat up and opened my eyes—and immediately locked eyes with a piercing pair of emerald green ones. He was sitting on the couch across from the bed, shirtles
Vulvan's pov.woman here was driving me crazy. Every time we hit a speed bump, she would bounce—her hips pressing hard against my growing bulge. Her breasts were nearly spilling out of her dress, right there in full display, and I couldn’t bring myself to look away. I loved the view. The car had an inbuilt divider separating the driver from the back seat. I wouldn’t want another man staring at what was mine.The car came to a halt, finally indicating we were home. I took off my suit jacket and used it to cover her exposed chest. It took a bit of effort to adjust it right to make sure she was decently covered before we stepped out.“Hold on tight,” I told her as I placed my hand on her tummy. She let out a painful groan, but it wasn’t too loud. I didn’t think much of it—maybe she was exaggerating. Drunk people do that a lot.As soon as we entered, we were met by Dax. He had a smirk on his face.“Oh hey Dax!” she screamed, loud and clear—right into my ear. I turned to glare at her. Why
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