My heart was racing.
The young Alpha of the pack was going to lay naked in my bed tonight, a privilege no lady in the entire nation had. But for the past two years, it had been my unorthodox luxury, a guilty pleasure no one else gets. And as much as I loved it, it didn’t only terrify me, but it had also shattered me beyond repair…and I only yearned for more. I swallowed nervously when my feeble wolf picked up Malric’s warm bourbon scent. He was here! I sprang off the bed, my nerves jittering as my anxious eyes scoured the room, checking one last time to make sure nothing was out of place. Malric was a keeper of symmetry, he loved everything to be in perfect order and if it wasn’t, I was afraid that he might cancel our rare meeting. These sporadic meetings with Malric were what kept my sanity in place. And whenever Malric changed his mind and cancelled any meeting, it felt like my world came crumbling down. Because even though I was just an omega in a secret affair with the Alpha’s son…what was a wolf without its mate? The knock on the door made me gasp and my wolf squirmed with excitement. I tried, but there was no way I could keep the butterflies in my belly from buzzing frantically. My legs felt like molds of lead as I dragged my body to the door. The moment I opened it, his large hands cupped my face and I was wrapped in the warm effervescence of his scent the next moment. His lips crashed roughly onto mine, forcing my lips open with his tongue. I threw my head back the moment his cold fingers crawled up the back of my neck and he dug his tongue into my throat. Writhing, exploring, hungry! He kicked the door shut with his foot, but my mind was still alert to the possibilities of someone just walking in. His arm grabbed my butt cheek firmly and his deep breath fanned my neck right before he sunk his teeth into my flesh. I winced slightly and tried to wriggle out of his grip. But Malric was twice as strong as me. He nibbled and bit and sucked my neck, making sure he left those pink, reddish marks that signified that I was his each time. His breathing was intense, his hands undoing the buttons of my shirt until they went between my legs and grabbed my cock firmly, caressing possessively until I squirmed in pleasure. “Malric!” I moaned breathlessly and shot a blurry gaze at the unlocked door. “You like that, don’t you, whimper-pup?” he growled, sending a vibration through my body that made my bones shake like jelly. He loved calling me Whimper-pup or Heat-kitten. Once or twice, I had asked why, and in his usual stoic manner, he had only replied; “Because I like it, and that is all that matters.” “No, Malric-” “No?” He withdrew his face from my neck, the gaze of those smoked-gold eyes radiated his dominance and power, sinking deep into my soul and rattling my nerves. “No, no!” I immediately exclaimed, “I mean, the door is unlocked. I know this apartment is somewhat isolated, but anyone can just walk in, Malric. You wouldn’t want that.” “I don’t care about it!” He snapped and his fingers weaved through my hair, pulling my face to his again. He held me firmly, his rough kiss made my toes curl, but I found a way to wriggle out of it. “Aluin!” His deep, impatient voice reverberated in my ears and my stomach knotted. “You do care, Malric.” I said breathlessly, unable to meet the gaze of those golden eyes. “You’ve said it before, you don’t want anyone to see us together…ever.” He scoffed and brushed past me. I quickly locked the door and by the time I turned around, he was stark naked. I gasped and my heart jumped to my throat. I stared below his waist at his package, unconsciously licking my lips. “Go on, heat-kitten. Strip. I don’t have the time.” His voice was harsh and commanding, like a whiplash to my face. I slowly took off my clothes and a smirk stretched his lips partly when I was also naked. He beckoned on me and the moment I got to him, his hands closed around my throat. “I love the foreplay and all, but we really have to be quick this time.” My heart dropped with disappointment as he lowered me to my knees, placing his perfect cock before my eyes. “But, Malric…this is the only time we are meeting this month, can’t you spare any more time for me?” His handsome, yet cruel face contorted in a frown and he shoved the slippery hardness of his dick into my mouth. He cupped my extended chin and dug his fingers into my flesh until I winced. “I don’t have the time for you, heat-kitten, maybe next week.” He replied flatly, forcing my head down to the thick, sensitive folds of his dick cap, but I sighed and regarded his frustrated look. “Next week? I thought we were going to meet this Saturday, Malric? I-It’s your birthday and…” I swallowed with hesitation when his eyes dimmed with no excitement, “I thought we could spend it together. I have saved up for a special treat, it’s not anything too grand but-” He shook his head, cutting me off, “My friends are hosting a party for me and I have to be there.” his sharp gaze narrowed on me, “And you know you can’t come, right?” My heart sank to the desolate fluids of my stomach and I nodded slightly. He didn’t have to remind me of my abstract scar. He was ashamed to be out there with me, his position as the young Alpha stigmatized the sacred bond between us. “I’ll be out of here in twenty minutes, Aluin. I have an all important meeting with my father. My birthday means nothing to me, we can meet any other time.” He said indifferently, ignoring my pouts. “Now suck.” Malric grunted as his sweaty, muscular frame dropped beside me ten minutes later. I grunted in a velvety wince of pleasure and pain when I tried to move my legs. He had been relentless tonight, thrusting and grunting without realizing that he had been hurting me the entire time. But on these quick visits, Malric didn’t care about my pleasure, only his. He crawled off the bed and slipped on his trousers. I regarded his body and grew lost in the awe of his mountainous frame. The hard cusps of his chiseled jawline held my gaze, he was the most handsome creature I had ever set my eyes on. And those smoked-gold eyes were his best features, they always bewitched me, sending my wolf into delirion. His black, wavy hair curled to his napes and the thin curls of silver hair around his temples further accentuated his granite, yet handsome face. His perfectly sculpted muscles would give the bulk god-like statues outside the pack a run for their money! The cusps of his muscular chest, just below his pink nipples, gleamed with beads of sweat. My eyes watched with fascination as the salty liquid ran a beeline through the center of his perfectly built abdomen and my toes curled. He was a god himself…my personal god in particular. “You’re gawking.” He said flatly and I averted my gaze, heat rising to my cheeks. “Malric,” I called softly, “I’m noticing some changes in my body.” He froze, his scorched eyes burning a hole into mine. “What do you mean? Are you pregnant?” he asked sarcastically, the dark, glowing edges of his eyes tilting with humor. I frowned at him, “No. It’s my wolf. I can’t sleep properly. He whimpers at night and I know why.” “Take some medication then.” He replied flatly. My chest charred with annoyance, “It’s not about drugs, Malric. It’s about you.” He arched a brow at me, “Me?” “I need to see you more…my wolf needs you.” I scoffed and sat up, “It’s been two years, Malric. You’re the only son of your father, what do you think will happen if we were just to come clean to everyone about-” His movement was like a blur of light and the next moment, I was gasping for air and beating down on the hand that squeezed my throat. His eyes dimmed, like golden embers smothered in ash, black veins rippling through his irises. “I can kill you for saying that.” he growled and I struggled to breath, my body shaking vigorously. “I am not just mated to an omega, but you’re also a fucking man! My father will kill you first before disowning me. Don’t be stupid and never bring this up again if you value this your life, Aluin.” He let go of me and I collapsed to the bed. The moment he left and slammed the door violently, my tears came gushing out of my swollen eyes. The silver lining in the gray clouds that kept my hopes up was that, no matter how badly Malric treated me, I knew that he was ever-loyal to his mate. There had to be a way we could be together, and I was determined to find it.MalricThe room became silent instantly.Tears rolled off Lyra’s cheeks, but I could see through her spurious devastation. She was brewing with triumph and excitement. I was so stunned when I saw the naked pictures of Alruin and I in the clinic. The pictures were so clear and concise, as though the person had been in the room with us. I couldn’t even think about how in the world this was possible. Could it be that Lyra had been following me this entire time? “This is impossible!” One of the elders exclaimed, his eyes wide with shock. “Diabolic!”“Preposterous!” Another remarked.Meanwhile, my father sat still, squinting at the pictures impassively. I hated the fact that I was never able to read through those emotionless eyes of his, but I knew that he was furious. He cleared his throat and looked away without saying a word. My heart was pounding, an ache at the back of my mind kept reminding me that this wasn’t a dream. My biggest secret had been exposed. A taboo in the eyes of the
AlruinI had only myself to blame. I had been fooled by the fallacy of a trial. Of course, they were going to find me guilty without any just cause. I tried to remember the words of the man in the cage. I stared at Mojo and then the rest of the men with their weapons and angry looks on their faces, as if they were waiting to prove a point and only too eager to use those weapons. Mojo was definitely not as muscular as the rest of them were. He was somewhat skinny and only had a nasty scar on the side of his neck that I hadn't noticed earlier. I had impulse to choose him at first, becuse he looked like the easiest to defeat, but something didn't seem quite right with that. It felt like a disguise to me, even though the old man in the cave had vehemently told me to choose him. The crowd were still going absolutely bonkers and the six fighters stepped forward, while everyone else formed a large circle around me. I took a deep breath and stared at the sand beneath me. I could already s
MalricI stared at my watch and shut my eyes regretfully, how the hell did I allow that little detail slip?He beckoned to a waitress and then grinned at me, “Alpha Malric, you don’t do very well in disguise.” He remarked.I frowned, “I thought the identities of your clients were not supposed to be revealed.” I said sternly.He nodded, “Correct, they aren’t and they have never been. I just recognized you immediately and this time, it wasn’t the watch,” he replied and whispered something to the waitress that arrived at the table. She nodded and walked away after shooting a nervous glance at me, “let’s just say that some of us have a really good eye for spotting those who have had it easy all their lives.” I smiled, “I didn’t think a tracker would be one to play the victim card.”He took the hoodie off his head, revealing a nasty scar on his cheek to me. He was completely bald, with a dagger shaped tattoo on his mountain-built neck. His nose was like a hawk’s beak and his cold, beady e
LyraEverything was coming together.I knew that I would get Draven pretty easily, even though he loved to play the hard to get card. He stood at the center of his room, his hand stroking the scattered beard on his chin. He couldn’t quite process it. In fact, he didn’t want to. I could see him really struggling and a few times, he’d look at me, his eyes bloodshot and stunned. I smiled, still walking around in only my underwear. “Do you remember a little omega called Alruin?” I asked and he just shook, “Oh, of course you wouldn’t, but I do, because from day one, I knew that my competition wasn’t a woman. At first, I thought it was something abstract. Like an obsession for power, the desperation to please his people, but no. I wasn’t wrong either., it wasn’t a woman, but a man. The little, skinny omega who Malric kept secretly in a rented apartment.” I chuckled, “Goddess, you must have seen the shock on my face when I found out Draven.” “I don’t believe you!”I sighed, knowing I sho
AlruinIt wasn't ideal spending a night in a cage meant for dogs, but the people of Mojo Town didn't seem to care. I was their prisoner now and they were going to treat me as such, what I didn't quite understand was—why? The people kept walking by that night and whispering to themselves when they glanced at me. I felt like a spectacle, an object of ridicule for their amusement and I got fed up with it. I grabbed the steel bars of the cage and shook it with as much strength I could muster. “Hey!” I shouted at no one in particular, “let me out of here! Hey!”“You need to relax, boy,” a voice suddenly said, startling me. “You're in Mojo Town, they do things their own way. But I know what they are going to do to you for trespassing.” I frowned when I looked back and saw the man lying in another cage. His bones were sticking out of his flesh and his skin was so pale that it looked like milk. He slowly raised his head and flashed a set of decayed teeth at me. I couldn't help but wonder
LyraDraven rose to his feet suddenly, “I think I better get back to work.”“The walls here might have walls, Draven, but the ones in my room do not. I would like to speak to you privately,” I said and he looked at me sharply. I snatched his gaze and held it firmly, “we’re both thinking the same thing. Don’t ignore the obvious, Draven and there is no better time to talk about it, but now.” He still hesitated, “I have work to do, Lyra.”I planned to meet Lord Sabeleon much later, but I decided to change my plans. “Fine, meet me in my room in thirty minutes.” I said and rose to my feet. “It’s a choice, Draven, but we also have to think about both of our packs. I once asked you if you had someone to confide in when things got a little rough, you still don’t. Our packs depend on the decisions we make today, Draven…and so might the relationship between the both of us.”His eyes flickered with surprise, but I walked out of the room before he could even reply. It was a gamble of his loyalt