Victoria’s POV I heard a gentle tap on my door and immediately knew who it was. I smiled to myself, feeling excited to see Alex. As I opened the door, I was greeted by his charming grin. He looked dashing in his suit and tie, with his hair perfectly slicked back. I couldn't help but stare at him, captivated by his appearance. My grandmother had hinted that something special was in store for me, and I had been given a stunning red dress that hugged my curves and fell elegantly to my knees. “Victoria, would you like to accompany me for a meal?” He asked, and I nodded eagerly. “Of course, Alpha Alex.” I took his arm, and we went down the stairs and out of the pack house. As Alex and I made our way to the car, I could feel my heart racing with anticipation. I had no idea where we were going, but I knew it would be something special. I glanced over at Alex, who was beaming with excitement. He took my hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze, and I felt a wave
It hurt. My body felt weak; pain overwhelmed me. I couldn't cry out or make any sound for help. What was the point? Nobody would care. Why? I was just a plain old worthless omega—only suitable for preparing the food for the whole pack and cleaning up. I barely got a chance to eat myself. Maybe that's why I was so weak and my wolf hadn't come to me. Most of us get our wolfs when we hit eighteen, but here I am, 19 years old, and still not gotten my wolf or shifted. Of course, the pack found another reason to treat me like trash, beating and bullying me. Today was the worst one of all. Eliza had only stopped when her brother, the future alpha, came in and ordered her to stop. Of course, nobody would disobey the orders of an alpha. He didn't care about me. None of them did. I couldn't blame them; my parents were traitors to them, after all. I was just the child of traitors and now an orphan who nobody wanted. You see, my name is Victoria. I am nineteen y
“Get on with your work, you lazy piece of shit.” Ralph appeared beside me with a smirk on his face. He’s the son of the Alpha’s Beta Craig—another one who enjoys nothing more than making my life miserable. I had just finished mopping the floors when my heart sank at his chirpy voice. He was a handsome guy, tall and muscular. His thick brown hair was a mop of curls on his head; it fell over his dark green eyes. Most of the girls in the pack fell over to get his attention. Alice was the worst for it; she worshipped the ground he walked on. Always there, sticking to his arm like super glue. Any girl that looked his way would have a war on their hands, and if looks could kill, you would be dead. I gulped nervously and gripped the mop handle, praying he would leave me alone to get on with my job. I couldn’t take any more hassle. “Can I get you anything, Mr Ralph?” I mumbled politely, hoping that he would not start anything. He stuck his hands in his pocket
Alex’s POV The big pearly white gates opened as my shiny black limousine entered the Red River Pack. It had been some years since I had been here, but everything looked the same. I smiled and remembered long, happy days playing around the pack grounds with my friends. It had been so long, but I never forgot that girl who had my heart. Her beautiful blonde curls fell down her back; she had huge green eyes that I could lose myself in and a big beautiful smile that radiated such happiness. She was my best friend back then until my parents moved me halfway across the country to take over the Blue Moon Creek Pack. We lost touch, and I had heard rumours that my best friend's parents had been banished from the pack, and I assumed that meant Victoria as well. I felt sad that I would never see her face again, and she must have gone through hell when I should have been there for her. But life had been so busy; since my father's death three years ago, I had become the pack al
No. No. It couldn’t be. Not Alex. He was standing right in front of me, staring. Everyone was staring. I felt sick; the room was spinning. Gripping the chair before me to steady myself, I pulled my eyes away from his direction. He still looked the same. Only older and more good-looking. His tall figure towered over my small five-foot-five frame. His thick blonde hair combed neatly out of his face, revealing two big brown eyes as wide as saucers. He had his arms crossed over his muscular chest. Wearing a shirt and black jeans, he looked so bright, so handsome. His red lips arched into a smile as he started to walk towards me: I could hear the whispers and feel the tension in the room as he approached me. “That’s not possible. She’s just an omega. Why would the moon goddess curse the alpha with an omega mate!” I heard Eliza shriek in horror as she stamped her feet, pushing her way through the crowd and running towards her bedroom. I was defini
Alex’s pov I sat beside her bedside the whole night, watching and waiting for any improvement. The pack doctors were doing everything they could, but since she hadn’t received any care and had been starved and was beyond exhausted, it wasn’t clear how long it would take for Victoria to recover. Her wolf must have been extremely weak since having a wolf makes us heal a lot faster. I wanted to kill whoever had done this to my mate. I didn’t care that she was an omega. She was my mate. Alpha Evans was full of sorry-arse excuses as to why his pack thought it perfectly ok to harm such a young female. My eyes widened with shock as I saw the true extent of her injuries. The council of elders would not be happy with this at all. My main concern was to ensure my mate got better. Austin, my wolf, was getting increasingly difficult to hold back. He was so angry that our mate could be treated so poorly. I wanted to scoop her into my arms and take her back to my pack m, away
I heard the sound of beeping machines and muffled voices around me. I wanted to open my eyes severely, but they felt heavy and wouldn’t open. I don’t know where I was or how I ended up here. I was afraid to know, unsure of what fresh hell awaited me. Perhaps my loyal beaters were watching me, hell-bent on ruining me even more if that was possible. I heard a loud thud as what sounded like a door opening and footsteps nearing me. I lay still, waiting for more slaps or punches to wash over my already beaten body. Strangely it felt like some electric shot hurtled as someone entwined their fingers into mine. Inside my head, I was screaming, the sweet smell of chocolate and ginger filled my nostrils, but I couldn’t see the person beside me. I knew it was my mate. My eyelids fluttered open after what seemed like a century; the bright blinding light made me squint and screw my face up. I groaned as my body ached, and I was a tangled mess of wires. “Miss Victo
I was disgusted that my Victoria had been mistreated. How dare they! I insisted that she be moved to my pack. I wanted her away from these repulsive idiots. Alpha Evans was crazy to think that I would accept his daughter as my mate. Victoria was special. My mate. “You are not staying here. I am taking you back to my pack. This place is the pits. I am disgusted at how you have been treated.” I told her, and she looked at me in disbelief. “But the alpha Evans he... He won't let me leave.” her voice was small and frightened, like a little child. “No. He has no say.” The door flew open, and my beta came in, followed by Alpha Evan and his irritating daughter. I had had enough of her whiny mouth. I was certainly not going to have someone like that as my mate. “Step back,” I warned the alpha as he tried to reason with me. Did he honestly think I would tolerate this kind of bullshit? He was very clearly mistaken