5 A Virgin

There was an hour left before midnight.

Alvina had just gone to bed after she finished the brown book on the bedside cabinet. Her maids had also retired to sleep too for the night.

Suddenly, her window was opened, and a masked figure clad in black entered the room and closed it.

The sound of his deliberately loud footsteps awoke Alvina who quickly sat up.

She turned to look at the tall man, who was now seated on her white couch, cross-legged, “You...” she held back whatever she wanted to say.

If she was right, then this was the man who held her fate in his hands. Didn't he say he wasn't coming? Why was he here? To catch her by surprise?

“Alvina,” he called while staring at his phone. She quickly got off the bed and fell to her knees before saluting the Alpha.

“You know what to do,” he stated while she looked at him in bafflement.

“Your majesty, please don't be offended. Could you please...”

Ryder cut her off, “Silence!”

She immediately prostrated, her body quaking. He enjoyed this wonderful sight of his shivering bunny of a wife.

“Come pleasure me,” he ordered.

“I... Your Majesty... I...” she stammered.

“You don't know how to?” he questioned as though he already knew what she wanted to say.

She nodded, “Y-Yes, my king. Please forgive my cluelessness,” She heard him let out a sigh.

“Such a disappointment,”

She didn't dare to say a word to him.

“Strip!” she heard him say and her eyes widened in shock.

Gradually, she got to her feet but at her husband's yell to be faster, her hands sped up at taking off her nightgown, leaving her only in her cotton panties.

“I believe I told you to strip,” he said rashly.

Without a word in reply to him, she hesitantly took off her underclothing and let it drop to the floor.

She didn't even have the much-desired privilege of obscuring her boobs and crotch from his view as he instructed her to spread her hands sideways and do a cute jump.

Having no choice, she did all the moves he asked her to do.

Satisfied, he nodded, “Breeder Alvina, get rid of the bedsheets, I don't like them,” he ordered and she obeyed.

“Good girl. Lie on the bed and put your hands above your head, then spread your legs for me,” he ordered and then returned to looking at his phone.

Alvina did as he said and she had to endure more than half an hour of being in that state while her husband made numerous phone calls and even watched a horror clip online.

When it eventually struck twelve, he put the phone down and then took off his robe and loose pants, even his creepy gray mask.

She now saw his facial features.

Honestly speaking, her husband was the finest-looking man she'd ever come across in her 18 years of existence.

Those green eyes, chestnut lips, chiseled jaw, that Adam's apple, his toned, well-defined 8 packs and his Adonis belt...

Heavens, his cock was mighty too. She involuntarily shuddered after seeing its size.

'How's his member going to fit into my virgin self?' she wondered, horrified.

“Do you like what you see?” he asked with a devilish grin.

She suddenly felt a strong desire for him to touch her, even though she was scared. Her wolf was more than enthusiastic about this opportunity to get to bond with her mate intimately.

“Your Majesty, no one in this entire world can compare with you,” she replied with a prurient tone.

“I see,” he smilingly climbed the bed and made his way between her legs, “Make sure you sing my praises tonight,” with that, he forced himself into her and without even waiting for her to get used to his monstrous size, his hips commenced thrusting hard and swift.

Alvina's pitiful cries were heard by the pack members but no one came to her rescue.

The next morning…

7:00 am…

The Alpha pulled out of her after coming. After all those hours of relentlessly doing her in various positions that she'd long lost count of, this was his first coming.

He asked her to lick his member clean, ignoring her tear-filled face and quivering legs.

“Are you deaf?” he barked.

Sniffing, she hastily got to a kneeling position and used her mouth in cleaning off the c*m on it and by his order, she swallowed everything.

He got off the bed and put on his clothes.

“And don't get your hopes f*cking high with the thought 'I'm his mate, so he'll surely spare me for the sake of our mate bond',” he warned with a serious expression.

Of course, when he first touched her last night, he felt a spark course through his entire body and he knew she was his mate.

But he wasn't going to go by the arrangements of that old hag. The moon goddess had no right to decide his fate.

“I, Alpha Ryder Winterfield, hereby reject you, Alvina Winterfield, as my fated mate,”

These words shattered her heart completely.

Any hope she had was lost. So, despite knowing she was his mate, he still wouldn't spare her if, by any chance, she didn't get pregnant within the few days left of the trial period. She meant nothing to him; he considered her as a rag, when it lost its use, it was thrown away.

As much as she tried to hold back, she couldn't help it and eventually broke down crying, “Your Majesty, please...”

“It's your turn, b*tch,” he notified.

“Your majesty,” she said in between sobs but he gave her a harsh slap that sent a tooth flying out of her mouth.

“Don't make me kill you this instant,” he spat.

“Fine,” she sniffed while wiping away her tears, “I... Alvina Winterfield, accept... your rejection and I also... reject you, Alpha Ryder Winterfield, as my fated mate,” she managed to say with her bottom lip quivering, tears flooding her eyes, ready to cascade down her cheeks again.

He harrumphed after she said the words he wanted to hear. Rejection comes with intense pain. For him, it was nothing but for her, she felt like just ending it all. The pain was just too great.

“Prepare yourself. You'll be following me to a function soon. I'll send the needed stuff. You just need to be dolled up before the items arrive,” he informed before turning around, “And by the way, I must admit, your c*nt is the most delicious I've ever f*cked. But if you don't give me an heir, your little pretty head will be out of contact with the rest of your body and I'm pretty sure I'd find a c*nt out there, more delicious than yours,” he laughed as he leisurely strode towards the door of the room and opened it.

“Remember, be prepared,” he reminded before leaving the room, not forgetting to slam the door shut behind him.

Now that he was completely gone from sight, Alvina couldn't take it anymore and passed out on the bed.