LOGIN"I always thought in the beginning that it would pass, or maybe it was all in my head. Something I had probably conjured up in my head. Now, I was sure. I was sure my title would never die. I was sure that being a Rogue would always describe me."He began to laugh. Not one of those laughs one would use when they found something to be comical. But one of the laughs someone would opt for when they found something more pathetic then funny."I remember Renee was on the phone. Her mother called. She did not fancy their conversations and I never knew exactly why until I heard what her mother had said to her. After a long summary of what was going on back at their home, her tone of voice suddenly changed. A change that captured my ear. It was as if she was warning her; informing her to watch herself while she was staying here. She went on to explain how the main ground was tainted. I knew she meant the main pack house. Tainted? Me. She rushed out of the room. I never told her that I heard it
"How does it feel to be tortured by your mate I could sense his intentions. And I was going to fight him. I didn't want his stupidity on me.I tried to fight but unfortunately for me, he had the weight advantage. He wrapped both arms around me in a bear hug and used his body as leverage to force me to the ground. I landed hard on my back, the air rushing from my lungs. Black spots blurred my vision until I could reorient myself. I bucked and writhed, twisting and turning to throw him off.He wrapped his arms and legs around me tighter."Hold still, bitch!"My claws came out. I scratched him down his face, drawing long trails of blood. He roared and repositioned his body to grab both of my arms and forced them above over my head. His canines came out, menacing and long. "Stop fighting me, or I'll tear out your throat!"He gathered both of my wrists in one of his big hands and used the other to wipe the blood from his face. He hissed, "Aren't you just an omega, why do you have a lot of
"The sound of violence is music to my ears. It's the symphony of chaos," the corners of my lips turned up into a wide smile, revealing the fangs in my mouth, "now sing for me."The first gun went off. And following it was a blur of bullets that whizzed through the air. My body moved on instinct, weaving and dodging every shot as I propelled my body forward.I made it to the first agent. My hand shot out and curled around the barrel of the gun before snatching it away. Opposite hand swung out, claws bared, and swiped across the agent's throat. Blood spurted from their neck, and they choked on it. Their hand reached up to the wound and crimson dripped from their lips.Then they fell to the floor.And I moved to the next one.Kick, swipe, dodge, strike. More blood, and another body hit the floor.Punch, jump, swing out my leg and knock an agent over with a blow to the shin. When he fell to his knees, I lifted my foot and brought it down hard on the back of his head, causing the agent to
The moment I was done with showering, I dressed quickly, my hands slightly unsteady as I buttoned my shirt. I wasn’t nervous, not exactly. It was more of a slow, sinking dread, a feeling that no matter what happened in that office, I would leave with even less control than I already had.By the time I reached his office, the heavy double doors loomed in front of me like a warning but I didn't want to let him see any weakness.I knocked once.“Enter.” His voice came from inside, sharp , controlled and carrying no trace of warmth.I inhaled deeply, squared my shoulders then pushed open the door and stepped inside.Alessandro sat behind a massive desk, dressed impeccably in a black suit, his posture relaxed yet authoritative. I couldn't read his expression as he flipped through a document. He didn't look up immediately, and the silence stretched long enough to make my skin prickle.Finally his cold, calculating eyes flicked up from the documents in front of him, settling on me with danci
"Fuck!" I smacked my hand on the table and ignored the documents, I was readinf through. The anger rising in me was indescribable. All I wanted to do right now was to empty my gun in his head. I wanted to kill him. End him.I didn't want to be disrespected in my whole life.But I let him live all because of the contract.His appearance in my life was a mistake and every time my eyes fall on him, It always makes me recall that one time I was seated in my father’s office, swirling the whiskey in my glass, only half-listening as he droned on about obligations and alliances. It was nothing new. I had known for years that I was meant to marry Sabrina Deveraux. It was a deal struck between our families before I even understood what marriage meant, a strategic arrangement to strengthen our power.I had never cared much for Sabrina. She was beautiful, sure, and carried herself with the kind of cold grace that made her the perfect business partner. A match my father approved of. A match I had
Darkness still clung to my mind when I stirred, my body sluggish and heavy. My eyelids fluttered open, and a blinding white light greeted me. The sharp scent of antiseptic filled my nostrils, making my stomach churn. I tried to move, but a dull ache radiated through my limbs, keeping me pinned.Then I heard it—voices. Low, murmured words just out of reach. My vision sharpened, and I realized I wasn’t in my room anymore. The walls were pristine white, the air clinical and sterile. A doctor's office.Panic spiked through me, but before I could sit up, a firm hand pressed against my chest, forcing me back down. "Don't move," a deep, emotionless voice commanded.Alessandro.My breath caught in my throat. I turned my head slowly, my gaze locking onto his cold, unreadable eyes. He was sitting beside me, legs crossed, completely composed as if my breakdown hours ago had been nothing more than an inconvenience.The doctor beside him adjusted his glasses, checking something on a clipboard befo
EMMA'S POVTears welled in my eyes, and I squeezed them shut, holding them back. I just wanted to go back to my old life. I curled up under the covers, my body trembling as the tears silently fell. The weight in my chest grew, making it hard to breathe with every second that passed. I shook with qu
The slut didn’t need to be told twice. The second the order left my lips, she scrambled forward on all fours like the desperate little whore she was, back arched high, thighs splayed wide, her slick folds already glistening and dripping onto the dark hardwood floor beneath her. The sight should hav
ALEXANDER’S POV “You look like a man who needs company.” A soft voice pulled me from my thoughts.I lifted my gaze from the half-empty tumbler of Macallan and my eyes fall on a lady. She was stunning, dark waves cascading over her bare shoulders, a dress that left little to the imagination and eye
EMMA’S POVI woke with a start, heart slamming against my ribs. The dream dissolved the second my eyes opened, something dark, tangled and forbidden but the heavy ache in my chest refused to leave. I dragged a hand down my face, exhaling shakily, then swung my legs over the side of the bed.The hou







