AMELIA POV
Waking up from my bed with a smile on my face, today is a new day, and I’m so excited because tomorrow I will be clocking 18 years old and I will finally get to see my wolf and my mate.All my life I have been waiting for the day I clock 18, so I get to meet my mate, who will love and care for me, who won’t treat me like a trash or homeless omega like everyone else and most importantly I will get to leave this god forsaken palace.Well let me formally introduce myself to you all, my name is Amelia Lockwood, well there is nothing much about me, just that I’m an orphan, who doesn’t even know her real parents.I grew up in the palace, well from the little I know, or should I say from the little I was told, my mom was a slut who opens her legs for any man that comes in her way, so she got pregnant and ran away after giving birth to me in the palace dumping me in the palace and also running away with the palace funds.The queen who we all call the luna took me in and raise me, so that I could work and pay of the debt of my mother, I have been a slave ever since I turned six years old.Well to cut the story short everyone hated me and called me the daughter of a slut and thief, and to make matter worse I am an omega.And I know you will be asking what that meansWell let me brief you on how it worksIn the world of werewolves they are different species of werewolves, we have the alphas which are the most powerful werewolvesWe have the betas which are the second most powerful, they are powerful but not has powerful has the alphasAnd lastly we have the omegas, which are the weakest, they are two types of omegas the ones that has a wolf and the one that doesn’t.The ones that doesn’t have a wolf is the weakest among them all and tomorrow I will find out if I have a wolf or not.Well enough about boring werewolves history let’s go back to the matter on ground.Tomorrow is my birthday as well has Klaus birthday.Klaus is the son of the king, who will all call Alpha Mikaelson.Tomorrow Klaus will also be clocking 18 years old, so he will be ascending the throne as the new alpha (king) that’s only if he finds his mate that same dayTomorrow is Klaus coronation that when he will meet his mate and wolf.Well enough of that you will find out the rest as we continue with the story.Right now let’s focus on the main part, which is meI stood up from my bed and headed to my bedroom, I tried to turn on the shower but it wasn’t working, so I took the other option, which is bathing with the little bucket of water I saw in my bathroom.When I was done, I wore my clothes, which is the maid uniform.I took my cleaning equipment and headed out to do some cleaning.Few hours later….After hours of cleaning all the rooms, I was only left with one more room to clean, which was Klaus room.I got inside the room, but no body was inside, I breathed a sigh of relief, I knew how much Klaus hates me, so it was best that he wasn’t in his room.I took out my cleaning equipment and started cleaning, I was half way done with the room, when I noticed, a shadow figure.I turn my back to see who or what it was, when my eyes came in contact with an half naked Klaus.He wasn’t putting on anything except the towel that was wrap around his waist.His bare chest was dripping water, indicating that he was just coming out from the shower, his wet black hair covered most of his face.I stood there staring at him, confused on what to say.He walked straight to me,every of his steps towards me gave me an unimaginable feelings I can’t even explain, I felt paralyzed by his presence.I don’t know what is wrong with me but the more he moved closer to me and the more I stare at the towel wrap around his waist, i just hope the towel will fall down, so I can get a perfect view of his cock.Damn!What is wrong with me?I tried to move backwards, that when I realized that my back was resting on the wall already.Now I was trapped with no way to run or to hideI looked at his eyes, it wasn’t normal, I knew something was wrong but I don’t know what it was.He grabbed my hands and dragged me closer to him, that was when the wild smell of alcohol hit my nostrils.He was drunk!That is when reality hit me, I tried to escape but his grip on me tightened, I knew I won’t be able to escape, he was an alpha and he was hundreds times stronger than me.Even if I tried I can’t escape, he moved his other hands to my face.He touched my face warmly, I don’t know but as much as I wanted to escape this but I also wanted it, more than anything else, it was as if my body was craving for this for a long time.He moved his hands to my lips and touched it, he then bent his head and kiss me.His warm and soft lips devoured mine like an hungry beast, i had no choice but to give in, to my wants, even if it just once i didn’t care if I was making a mistake all I wanted was him.My body was craving his touch and I wanted more.I kissed him back passionately.The kiss lasted for minutes until we couldn’t catch our breath, he then pull his lips from mine giving me the opportunity to catch my breath.He moved his lips to my neck gently raining little kisses on my neck.He gently pulled my shirt and unhooked my bra from behind.He move his hands to my rounded boobs and cupped it,“Ahhh…. Uhm…” a soft moan left my mouth without my consent.He carried me to the bed and lay me on the bed admiring my naked body, I was already naked, the only thing remaining on my body was just my pantWhich he immediately torn, he took my nipple into his mouth and sucked it.The more he was slow the more I wanted more, my body was craving for his.I wanted his cock in my pussy.I stare at the towel which was still wrapped around his waist, I dragged the towel.The towel fell on the floor leaving him totally naked.Then my eyes caught glimpse of his huge cock.“Fuck! How could his dick be this huge And it my first time having sex, will it be able to enter into my tiny pussy.” I thought to myself.He rubbed the tip of his huge cock on the surface of my wet pussy earning a soft moan from me.Fuck I wanted him so badlyHe slowly push his cock into my pussy, I felt a sharp pain, which later turns into pleasure.A mix of pleasure and pain was what I felt at first but later turn into pure pleasure.He grabbed my boobs why he kept pushing in and out of my pussy“Yes…. Oh… that’s…it…” I screamed in moans immediately he hit my g spot. While grabbing and drawing him more closer to me.“Ahhhhh…” he grunt, while pulling in and out of me..After few minutes of memorable sex, we both reach our orgasm…“I’m cummin….” I screamed“Yes…. Baby cum for me…” he saidBoth of us cum together…We fell flat on the bed, to catch our breath.Believe me when I say this is the best feeling I have ever felt and I wish I will do this again and again.After few minutes of restWe continue from where we stop, I lost count of how many times we did it, till we finally got exhausted and fell asleep.**************************KLAUS MIKAELSON POVi slowly opened my eyes, feeling a striking headache, i slowly turned my head and was shocked by the sight of the figure on my bedFuck!What is this slut doing on my bed?!Elena’s POVI wanted to scream at him. I wanted to throw something—or maybe just walk away and never come back. But instead, I stood there… staring at the person I thought I knew better than anyone in the world.“You want to fix it?” I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. “You think an apology just fixes something like this?”Alex didn’t speak. He just stood there, towel around his waist, guilt etched across every inch of his face.“I defended you,” I whispered, the words tearing out of me. “I defended you to everyone. When people said you were distant, or hard to read—I said they just didn’t know you like I did. I thought I knew you, Alex. I trusted you with everything in me.”He stepped forward, his voice gentle. “You still can—”“No, don’t.” I raised a hand, stopping him. “You didn’t just hide this. You let me make a fool of myself. Do you know how many times I played matchmaker, thinking I was helping my best friend find love—when really, you were just standing there, letting me do
Alex’s POVMy head throbbed like it had been cracked open and stitched back together. I groaned, rubbing my temples as I blinked my eyes open. The sunlight stabbed through the curtains with no mercy.Then I felt it—warm skin pressed against mine. A hand draped lazily across my chest.Shit.I turned slowly and found a guy lying next to me—naked, fast asleep, his hair tousled, lips slightly parted like he didn’t have a single care in the world.The memories hit me like a flood—his hands on my waist at the bar, the way he leaned close and whispered things that made me forget Ethan even existed. The drunken laughter, the kisses, and then… the wild mess that followed here in my room.I sighed and sat up, my body aching in ways that confirmed every memory. Just as I was about to drag myself out of bed, the guy stirred.He opened his eyes, smiled sleepily, and said, “Morning, sunshine.”I gave a half-hearted chuckle. “Yeah… morning.”“You look like you wrestled with a hurricane.”“Well,” I s
Alex’s POVI sat there in the dimly lit room long after Ethan left, still stunned by the kiss, the rejection, and the ache in my chest that I just couldn’t shake. I stared blankly at the wall, letting the silence weigh on me like a punishment I deserved.What the hell was I thinking?I kissed him again. Let him touch me. Let myself feel something I shouldn’t. Something forbidden.I should hate him for walking away.But I hated myself more.I was having an affair with my best friend’s husband. Elena’s husband. And the worst part? I didn’t even want to stop.I didn’t plan this. I never wanted to feel this way. But it happened. And now, every time I see him with her, every time I watch him pretend like we’re nothing, it cuts deeper.I didn’t feel like going back to the masquerade ball. I didn’t want to face Ethan. I sure as hell didn’t want to see Elena, smiling like everything was perfect.Everything is not perfect.I needed to breathe. I needed something to numb this storm in my chest.
Clara’s POVI couldn’t move. I couldn’t blink. I couldn’t even breathe.There it was, the head. The man’s severed head lying right there in front of me. His lifeless eyes wide open, his mouth still twisted in agony, and worse—he was staring at me.Right. At. Me.Like I was the one who tore his head off. Like I had blood on my own hands.And hell, maybe I did because my entire body was splattered in blood. My dress? Ruined. My face? Coated. My appetite? Completely dead.The King stood slowly, picked up a white cloth, and calmly wiped his hands like he just spilled wine instead of slaughtering a man. Then he turned and walked out of the dining hall in silence composed, unbothered, dripping in crimson like some damn demon in a crown.I just sat there, frozen, praying the ground would do me a favor and open up to swallow me whole.And then…“Wow,” Elena said, breaking the silence with a cheery voice that made my skin crawl. “That was intense. What do you think the guy did?”I whipped my h
Clara’s POVI walked back into the ballroom, smoothing my dress and trying to erase the image of what I’d just witnessed. But whatever calm I thought I had was shattered the moment I stepped in.And then I saw him.The King.Covered in blood.He stood tall, dominant, terrifying—his powerful frame soaked in deep red that dripped slowly from his claws to the polished marble floor. In his arms was Amelia, unconscious, her head resting limply against his chest like a broken porcelain doll.Every eye was on him.No one spoke. No one moved.The music had long stopped. Even the air felt frozen.The only sound was the subtle drip… drip… drip of blood.“Everyone. Get. Out.” the King roared, his voice dark and primal.The room broke into chaos, no screams, no protests, just a sudden and desperate rush to obey. Guests practically tripped over one another as they scrambled out of the ballroom, skirts swishing, shoes clicking frantically against the floor.Two maids, visibly shaking, rushed forwar
Amelia’s POVThe ball was in full bloom. Gilded chandeliers bathed the palace ballroom in golden light, casting soft glows across crystal glasses and glittering gowns. The orchestra played a slow, haunting melody, and couples twirled like they were in a dream.I stood alone, a glass of wine in my hand, smiling politely at anyone who caught my eye, but the truth? I felt like a shadow.Elena, as always, had outdone herself. Every detail—from the flower arrangements to the velvet-draped balconies—was perfection. It was the kind of event people would talk about for weeks.But I didn’t want to be here.Not tonight.Not when I looked across the room and saw him.Klaus.And not just Klaus.Klaus and Lily.She stood close to him, her hand brushing his chest as she laughed at something he said. She was radiant, effortlessly beautiful—his favorite. The girl who had his heart long before our names we got married.I swallowed hard, the bitter taste of jealousy creeping up my throat.They looked l