GET OUT

CELESTE POV

TWO DAYS LATER

I knew this would happen again.

I last was here two nights ago, after the Luna selection event. I had sworn to myself that I wouldn't come. That I wouldn't let him do what he did to me the last time again, but here I was.

"Know your place, Omega. " His voice was a whisper, cruel and soft in my ear. No one will ever want you for more than this. Be grateful that an Alpha like me took an interest in you."

My body trembled, betraying me as Alpha Kieran towered over me; his scent, a dangerous mix of cedar, smoke, and a little cinnamon invaded my nostrils.

My toes curled and uncurled in the worn ballet flat they were in, and I stared at my broken nails, resisting the urge to bring them to my teeth and chew on them until they became nonexistent.

I swallowed hard as the back of my leg hit the edge of the massive bed.

"Look at me," Alpha Kieran ordered. Instantly, my head snapped up, and I stared at him in the eyes.

"What did I say about calling me mate?" he asked me, gripping my chin tightly.

"I—"

A gasp escaped my parted lips as he pushed me into the large bed. I fell on it, bouncing back up, but before I could stand, Alpha Kieran was already on top of me.

His hands are on both sides of my shoulders, and his legs are closing over mine to stop me from moving.

Alpha Kieran leaned into me, his eyes a golden flicker in the dim room.

"I am willing to overlook everything you did earlier, calling me mate in front of thousands of noble individuals." His thumb brushed my bottom lip, a slow, teasing caress hitching my breath.

"But know one thing, Celeste, the goddess forbids I, Kieran Blackwood, to mate with an omega like you. You'll always belong to me, in my bed, but never as my Luna."

His words were disgusting, embarrassing, and humiliating. More so, recalling what he had done in the presence of everyone two nights ago should make me run away from him. At least, someone with enough senses would do that.

Yet, heat pooled between my thighs at the way he said it. It felt both like a curse and a claim. My rank, my shame, and the reason I'd never be enough for him.

Alpha Kieran pushed himself off the bed, pulling me out of it as well. He spun me and pressed me against the cold stone wall of his room. My breath shuddered as he yanked my dress down, baring my skin against the night air.

His hands roamed over my body as if he was searching for something he had lost and he believed I stole it. When he was satisfied with groping me, he turned me around.

"Take it off."

I stiffened, looking at him with wide eyes.

"Take the dress off, Celeste."

I wanted to disagree with him, but I knew he'd forcefully pull my clothes off like two nights before.

My body trembled, but not from desire this time, from shame.

Alpha Kieran scoffed as I didn't obey him right away.

"Do you want me to do this my way? You know how nasty it always ends," his breath ghosts over my lips, deceptively soft. "I won't mind ripping off this filth to shred anyway."

My stomach clenched. I didn't want him to do it his way. Indeed, it was always nasty.

I lifted the fabric over my head, exposing myself to the man who was supposed to be my mate and treat me as an equal, but I seemed more like an object to him.

Alpha Kieran's dark eyes raked over me, stripping me of the remaining dignity I had left. His gaze was dirty, lustful, and hungry.

"On the bed."

I hesitated. It was only for a brief second because, in the blink of an eye, he grabbed me and threw me on the mattress.

I was startled for the second life as I landed on my back. He was instantly on me, caging me in, his hands pinning mine above my head.

His mouth crashed against mine, punishing and hungry. He devoured me, lips and teeth clashing as his hands roamed my body, gripping, claiming, and demanding.

I didn't want him. I didn't want this because it wasn't right. However, he forced out every response from me.

When he parted my thighs, I didn't stop him. I knew better than to resist him now.

"Oh sweet goddess," he groaned as he thrust into me.

My nails dug into his back as his pace quickened. I bit my lip to keep from making a sound. He told me he hated my voice in moments like this.

Alpha Kieran's grip tightened on my throat, just enough to make me gasp for air; his lips brushed against my ear as he thrusts harder, more profound, ripping me apart from the inside out.

"Don't go about bloody planning our marriage in your head now because this means nothing. You're only good as a fuck buddy," he grunted, spilling inside me.

A few seconds later, Alpha Kieran pulled away, stood, and left the bed.

"Get out."

I turned my head away from him, my breath shuddering. I forced my trembling limbs to move, to gather my torn dress.

I didn't bother to change into my outfit because he told me never to change in his room.

As I stepped towards the door, his voice stopped me. "Don't come back unless I call for you."

Perfectly clear. He said it was two nights as well when all these started.

And I was sure he would say it the next time I'd be here. It wasn't as if I could do anything about it.

I was weak. I was nothing but a bloody omega with no penny to her name.

And above all, I was his.

He could do to me as he desired until he tired of me.