Chapter one

CORA’s POV…

With shaky hands, I twisted the knob of the door, and I really couldn’t believe I was doing this. What did the Alpha even think of me? One thing was certain: whatever he thought of me didn’t matter because, in the end, it was only what he pleased that he would do to me.

I took a deep inhale, and just as I was about to walk into the room, the lights immediately went off. I shrieked, and just then, I heard that voice, the masculine voice that was enough to make someone weak in the knees, and I gulped.

"Real wolves don’t need lights; we’re the light." He said that, and I swallowed again.

My wolf, Alexa, was already feeling weak and restless. This man smelled so nice, and I was already feeling drawn to him, but then, remembering the words of my alpha when he had told me that I would be doing this, I comported myself."You’re just there to spend a night with him. Don’t mess this up, Cora. You’d love to regret it if you did." He had told me, and knowing the kind of man I had for an alpha, I had to keep myself in check.

"Are you going to keep standing there or do as you’ve been instructed to?" That voice of his yet again shook me, and I slowly walked over to him.

I didn’t like this; I never did, but considering my rank as an omega, I had no choice. If only I was just an omega, it would have been way better for me, but then, sadly, not only was I an omega, but I was also a hybrid omega.

Remembering how I always got bullied by even the omegas In my pack, I clenched my fists. Tears had slowly started to stream down my cheeks when, suddenly, I felt those firm hands around me.

"Your alpha might not have told you, but then you know this and know peace. I hate being kept waiting." He said that, and the moment he started to move his hands around me, I could feel my wolf start to feel excited.

What was this feeling, and why was my wolf this happy? In my whole existence, my wolf had never felt this happy, so why was it feeling this way now?

Before I could even get the chance to start thinking straight, his masculine hands ripped my dress off, and I gasped slightly. In the dark, I heard his chuckle—that chuckle that seemed to turn me on despite the fact that I didn’t want to do this.

"You should gasp more often; I like it." He said that, and with that, he pushed me to the bed.

I swallowed. I had never experienced this in my whole life, so when my alpha, Conrad, told me that he had chosen me for this because he thought I was the best person for it, I was very confused. How was I the best person for something I had never done in my whole life?

He had already started to kiss me, planting kisses on my neck, when he suddenly stopped. Sure, I didn’t know about these things, but then I knew one thing for sure, and that was when feelings were involved in touches.

This man didn’t even feel one single thing when he was doing this, and it was extremely obvious. "Why’d you stop?" I asked as I swallowed, and yet again, he chuckled.

"There are rules if you’re going to be doing this." He told me, and I stared at him. The moment he said those words to me, I recalled the same words my first mate had told me—the one who’d rejected me.

"You, a hybrid omega, want to be my mate?" He had me grabbed by the throat immediately after. "There are rules if you want that to happen."

"What are the rules?" I asked the alpha in front of me, and he grabbed me by the throat, which caused me to gasp for air.

"I’ll do all the touching; you don’t deserve it or have any right to lay your hand on me. If you so much as even plant a kiss on me, trust me, it’ll be the end of you." He told me, and I nodded. Did I have any choice?

"But…" I wanted to protest a little, but then I felt his index finger right on my lips. Damn, his finger felt like heaven, and at this point, my now-nasty mind started to wonder how he’d feel in me.

"Good girl." He told me, and with that, he pushed me back to the bed, where I fell on my back.

It was dark in the room, and it felt like having him over me was all the light I needed. Why did I feel this way? I didn’t even know him, so why on earth was my body succumbing to every single thing he did to me?

My wolf, on the other hand, was feeling very excited, and I didn’t know why it was because there was nothing to be happy about in the life I lived. I was born a hybrid omega, one whose parents had died at birth, and that was just the start of my problems. Afterwards, my own mate had rejected me because of my status, and now I was to please this alpha here for god knows why, and my wolf was feeling happy.

"Spread your legs!" His cold voice commanded me, sending shivers down my spine, and I swallowed hard.

I was hesitant, and all the courage I had forced myself to build while on my way here seemed to have disappeared. I closed my eyes; I just had to get this over with, and I slowly spread my legs. “Good girl!" I heard his voice say:

I knew it was now time for the main meal, and just then, the lights came on. He had already positioned my leg, ready to thrust it into me, when our wolves suddenly spurred, "Mate."