"GET THIS FAT, SHAPELESS COW OUT OF MY PRESENCE!" I claimed our Alpha as my mate, he insulted and rejected me in front of the whole pack, resisting the mate bond. "GET THIS FAT, SHAPELESS COW OUT OF MY PRESENCE!" He said, and even with his cruel words, my wolf whined and cried out to him. Getting sold later for a few pennies was the worst heartbreak I could ever wish for. But not until I got a second chance at love with the Howling Alphas. Being mated to 2 Alphas isn't a problem. But there are more and they're all fighting for my attention. With war looming amongst the werewolf clan and plentiful revelations from the Moon Goddess, I'm presented as the solution to the ultimate problem, but that would mean even more pain for me. Will my mates choose me over their pack and the entire werewolf clan, even though they have little or no choice in the matter? Yet, with the ongoing chaos, someone is still staking his claim on me. Who is this man?
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'PIG, FAT, and UGLY' have become names I'm now accustomed to. I used to think myself beautiful until recently. All thanks to our Alpha's rumored mate, Oksana. Ever since she started deriving pleasure in dehumanizing and abusing me because she thinks I'm too fat for her liking, my life got enveloped in an endless stream of never-ending chores. She'll call me 'Pig' over and over again and I'll always answer her with a 'yes ma'am.' She makes sure I don't get to enjoy a moment of rest during the day. I work at the farms, at the pack daycare, the kitchen, I scrub the floors; I literally do everything. Yet she's never satisfied. ** Today, Mrs. Sal, the pack's Matron, assigned my best friend, Jiya, and me to clean the Alpha's living room. She must have taken pity on me and decided to give me an easy task that I'd spend most of my day doing. As Jiya and I focus on our assigned task for the day. I suddenly feel the hairs on my neck prickle. A dull pull follows, drawing me towards the large private balcony outside the room where rumor has it that the Alpha plunges in his stick into readily available holes in the pack. Since the strange pull won't stop, I let it guide me. Jiya frowns when she sees me moving towards the entrance of the balcony. "I'll be right back," I whisper and she nods. Getting to the entrance, I peek out through the corner of my eyes and see Alpha Kedar's back. The pull still won't stop. So, I step out to get a clearer view. Excitement shoots through my veins. I feel my wolf's excitement. She’s ecstatic. After many years, I feel her again; how is that even possible? My wolf is demanding. 'Him, him, him. He's ours!' I raise my eyes to Alpha Kedar and meet his gaze as he turns to see who is behind. I'm supposed to look down, 'You don't meet an Alpha's eyes.' That would be seen as a challenge. He's going to have them hang me outside the pack house because I just challenged him. But I can’t help it. 'Mine, mine, mine.' Juno, my wolf, mewls. She paws at my ribs, wanting to come out. But I don’t even know how to let her anymore, and that is crazy. 'Mate,' Juno whines louder pleading with me to let her out. How is Alpha Kedar, my mate? Isn't he rumored to be mates with Oksana? Kedar turns slowly, offering me his face first, and his body follows. Then I see Oksana, standing up from in-between his legs. She was sucking him off in a barely secluded balcony. 'Such an irresponsible man!' The balcony might be shielded with large carved balustrades that might prevent one from getting a clear view of whatever they might be doing, yet it doesn't change the fact that they're being irresponsible by making out here. People from downstairs can still see their upper body. Let's not talk about the steps connecting the balcony down. 'This man cannot be my mate.' Oksana stands up and glares at me, placing her arm around Kedar; she calls me, "Pig, what do you want?" She kisses Kedar on his mouth. 'No. Ours!' Juno lets out an inhuman wail that fills my ears from inside my skull. Suddenly, I'm shifting. My spine rips out of my skin. Pain explodes over me at the splintering bone and shredding muscles. I'm getting torn apart. I scream, collapsing to the ground. And I lay powerless on the floor, staring unblinkingly at them. Oksana's jaw dropped. Kedar is raging; his fists are clenched as if he’s straining to control himself. My vision is now sharp and focused. I can hear voices far and near, murmurings, sounds... I can smell everything. Semen, Blood, stale food, even Oksana's perfume, and she's rubbing it all over my mate. Enraged, I leap, baring my fangs. Whatever made me think I could attack Oksana? I lunge at her and she dodges me so easily, mocking me with her laughter. I hear gasps and whispers around the stairs connecting the balcony down and realize we now have an audience. Yet, I can’t seem to be able to stop. 'Fuck this mate bond.' Oksana laughs again and kicks me in the ribs. Then she snarls. Suddenly, she shifts so quickly that I'm not prepared one bit to meet her wolf, a beautiful, off-white, big she-wolf. She instantly goes for my throat. Her fangs sink into my collarbone, ripping a chunk of my skin. The pain is blinding and I instantly slump to the floor. "Enough!" Alpha Kedar yells. I’m losing blood, I'm fading by the second and none of them is doing anything about it. They are willing to just stand there and watch me bleed to death? Oh no! "Shift," Kedar commands. My bones instantly obey, cracking again, even the broken ones, snapping back into place, and I'm back to my human form. Naked and exposed, I curl into a ball and watch as Oksana slips into a free dress someone brings for her. But nobody gives me any clothing. Oksana smirks, licking my blood from her lips. I draw my knees close to my chest as I tremble. I dare to look at Kedar's face, he's glaring down at me. My stupid wolf mewls for him. She can't seem to understand the situation of things. "Stand up," Kedar snarls, his voice low. But I can’t, everyone will see everything... my body. "What's the meaning of this nonsense you just did?" I swallow a thick saliva and muster the courage to say it since he's pretending like he has no idea. "You're my mate," I whisper back. Oksana laughs like she's raving mad. Kedar stares at me like I've gone nuts. He squats down to meet me. "The Moon goddess won't mate me to a spineless, defenseless, weak, and worthless Elephant like you." He says and even with his cruel words, my wolf whines and cries out to him. "I have a mate and a type. Clearly, you're neither of both. Someone like you can never be this pack's Luna." I start to cry. Nothing hurts more than this. Not even the pains Oksana has been subjecting me to all these years. Juno cries with me. 'Why is he rejecting us?' She cries in my head and I shake my head as the tears slip down. I don't know why he would reject us. Kedar signals to his Gamma, who seems to be blocking our little audience from coming closer. When he approaches, Alpha Kedar points at me, anger evident in his voice. "Get this fat, shapeless Cow out of my presence. She attacked Oksana. Have her punished from now till dusk. She deserves nothing but death for what she just did." Gamma Reeder nods and turns to me, "stand up, or I'll drag you up," he says to me. I finally stagger to my feet, struggling to cover my nakedness as much as I can. As we climb down the stairs, squeezing ourselves among the crowd at the stairs, the males leer and smirk. Some of the females, too. A few of the elders present are staring at me, disapprovingly. Mrs. Sal and Jiya are standing very far away, horror on their faces. They don’t dare come closer. When we climb down, more crowd are gathered downstairs. I take my walk of shame. As I walk, my love handles flap, my thighs juggle, and the shame is unbearable. Everyone sees everything, and no one, no one stretches out a piece of clothing to me.~Carmen~Something wet suddenly touches my ear and my soul nearly leaves my body in fright. "You have no idea how bad I want to taste you," Dargo growls. "If I didn’t think I’d have to fight off my fucking ass baby brother who is raving mad for you too, I’d have you right here, right now." Shoving away from the bar, he roughly grabs my hand and begins to drag me toward the dance floor. Tripping after him, struggling to keep up, my head spins, and I get the crazy idea that he’s going to force me to dance with him. The thought is only reinforced when he comes to a sudden stop at the center of the dance floor.Then he slowly turns and says, "It took you long enough." Twisting around to see who he’s talking to, I watch Oscar stalk up to us. His hand is gripping Marielle's arm and dragging her like Dargo was dragging me. "The damn driver parked the car in the garage," Oscar says irritably when he reaches us. Dargo snorts as if that’s not a
~Carmen~Once Dargo tugs me past the front door, my entire being gets swallowed by darkness. There’s no light in the first space we walked into, not even a single trace to provide any relief. It is almost as if light doesn't exist in this part of the world. My eyes struggle to adjust, my brain expecting to see the faint outlines of what’s around me at any second as expected, but everything around me remains pitch black. It feels like I’ve suddenly been dropped into an abyss. It's so frightening.I can feel my feet moving across a floor and Dargo's cool hand gripping mine tightly. But as he leads me, my head spins. The loss of my sight has thrown off the rest of my senses. I can’t tell if we’re going forward, to the side, or backward. Struggling to get some sort of bearing, I miss a step and start to trip. Immediately tightening his grip until it is painful, Dargo pulls me into him. "Stay close, special one," he practically coos into my ear.
~Zegulf~It took barely an hour to arrive at Biltamore City. The club we pull up in front of is quite beautiful and impressive. There are no neon lights or advert boards, but the building itself is top-class. I don't need to be told what this place truly is. The absence of bright shiny lights only explains that it's a complete vampire's den. Staring at it pisses me off so bad i want to murder Dargo Warsunng and his brother Oscar. i might just do it too, the WVW council approval be damned. Looking at the long line of humans waiting to be granted admittance into the club, I fight the urge to growl. How can a city that’s practically being run over by the so-called 'Sect' allow humans to be used like this by unhinged Vamps? These illogical Warsunng sons are operating as if they have a fucking truce with the Sect. How can Vampires be out so freely in human society without hiding their existence from those who would have hunted us down centuries ago? Looking at Brody and Xavier, I s
~Zegulf~Our plane lands at the airport in Crest-Elming, pushing fresh waves of euphoria through my body. I’ve never felt this type of miserable bliss before.It's a longing that reaches through every vein and artery of my being.My cock... Oh gods, my cock... it throbs as if her very essence is calling me to claim her somewhere in this town. The memories of her body, the way it moves and sway as i thrust into her virginal cunt fills my head. Just because it was a fevered dream of ours doesn’t mean I didn’t feel every clenching muscle of her core. A deep shiver flows through me at the memory. "Alpha?" Brody questions. "She’s close," I reply. "Let's visit Golem and head to Biltamore city as fast as we can."Biltamore, a city that is on the verge of becoming a safe haven for humans who migrated to this part of the world years ago. A city governed by a group of humans called 'the Sect' and protected by the vampire king, Golem Warsunng. No one knows why he took it upon himself to g
~Carmen~Keeping his attention fully trained on Oscar, Dargo reaches over and grabs me, pulling me onto his lap. Much like a little kid grabbing a toy so another can’t play with it. Everything inside me wants to recoil at the contact, to puke and shrink away from the touch of his cool, hard body against my body. It's unnatural and revolting. Wrapping an arm around me, Dargo traps me tight to his chest. Resisting the urge, the need to squirm away from him, I focus hard on remaining completely still. Seemingly calm now that he has me close, Dargo lets out a long breath, as if he even needs the oxygen. Oscar shakes his head hard like he’s trying to mentally dislodge something. "I don’t know what the fuck came over me and why I behaved the way I just did." "I do," Dargo says calmly, "It's her."Oscar rolls his eyes and his voice drips with sarcasm. "Yeah, well no shit. Of course, it's her. She must be fucking marked. The Sect fucked up. I can't believe they'll let her roam about so
~Carmen~ I’m trapped between two vampires who are seated on both sides, so close that I can smell the competing scents of their different colognes and aftershaves. Compared to standard cars, the limo’s interior has more than enough room for a man to stretch his legs out while he has a drink from the minibar or watches the small flat-screen TV. The leather seats are wider than standard seats, leaving plenty of space for each passenger to relax comfortably. But to me, it's suffocatingly claustrophobic. The curved walls are closing in on me, leaving no space to breathe and pushing the vampires closer and closer, so much so that I can feel their auras scratching at my skin. "Can you calm her down?" Oscar asks, shifting uneasily in his seat. "Her heartbeat is driving me fucking crazy." "I'll try." Dargo frowns then turns to me. "Calm down, Carmen." Again, I want to resist the command. To fight it. But I’m so desperate for relief, to be free of the crushing anxiety, just so I can
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