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I kept my head down, gripping the hem of my worn dress as I moved through the crowded pack house, careful to avoid the warriors who stood talking in hushed, eager voices. Today was the annual summit—a day I had dreaded for as long as I can remember. Alpha King Xander Black was coming. The name alone sent a chill down my spine. Everyone knew of him. A warrior without equal. A ruler so feared that even the most hardened Alphas lowered their heads in submission. And the man whose family was destroyed by a betrayal that would forever stain my name. Traitor's daughter. Cursed. Unwanted. The whispers followed me everywhere, the scornful glances, the disgusted sneer. I had learned to live with them. I had learned to be invisible. But today, the weight of their hatred was suffocating. I forced myself to focus on my task, arranging the ceremonial plates on the long banquet table. The Alpha King and his highest warriors would sit here, drinking fine wine and discussing politics—deciding th
I stood frozen in the center of the great hall, my heart pounding so loudly it drowned out the silence that had followed Xander’s declaration. The weight of a hundred stares pressed down on me, each one filled with amusement, disgust, or pity. And then, like a dam breaking, the laughter started. It began as a single cruel chuckle from the Beta’s table, then spread like wildfire, a roaring wave of mockery crashing over me. Warriors smirked, pack members whispered behind their hands, and the she-wolves sneered, their eyes gleaming with malice. “She thought she could actually be Queen.” “Pathetic little omega.” “The Alpha King himself rejected her in front of everyone. Serves her right.” Heat burned my cheeks, humiliation clawing at my throat like a vise. I wanted to disappear. I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. My hands clenched at my sides as I forced my trembling legs to hold me upright. Someone stepped closer—a tall, red-haired she-wolf named Camilla. She was the Beta’s
Pain.That was the first thing I felt. A sharp, searing pain in my ribs as something—no, someone—kicked me hard in the side. My body jolted awake, my eyes snapping open just in time to see a thick boot retracting."Get up," a deep, gruff voice commanded.Before I could react, rough hands grabbed my arm and yanked me upright. A sharp gasp left my lips as pain flared through my body. My vision swam, but I had no time to recover.The man holding me was massive, his grip like iron as he dragged me forward without an ounce of care. My bare feet scraped against the cold stone floor of the great hall, my body stumbling as I tried to keep up.Then I heard it—whispers, muttered words laced with contempt."Thank the Goddess they're taking the disgrace away.""She doesn’t belong here.""An omega as the King’s mate? A joke."Their words stabbed into me like knives, each one deeper than the last. My heart clenched painfully as realization set in. I wasn’t just leaving—I was being thrown away.And
When I woke up I was confused at where I was until the memories came rushing back into my head. I met my mate, the Alpha King who hated me more than anything. The way he had looked at me, chained me up. I yanked at the silver chains, biting my lip as the metal seared into my skin. The pain was excruciating, but I refused to stop. Xander thought he could chain me like some helpless pet? He thought I would break?He had no idea who he was dealing with.I heard the sound of footsteps approaching. I froze, my breathing shallow as heavy footsteps echoed through the cell. The air shifted, thickening with his presence before I even saw him. My stomach twisted, every muscle in my body tensing.Xander.He didn't speak right away. Instead, he took his time, his slow, measured steps making my skin prickle. I refused to look at him, keeping my gaze on the chains digging into my wrists.The silence stretched.Then—A cold hand brushed against my cheek.I flinched.A dark chuckle rumbled from hi
Pain exploded in my throat as Xander’s grip tightened. My body convulsed against the silver chains holding me in place, the metal searing into my wrists like molten fire. My legs kicked out, but it was useless—he had me trapped, completely at his mercy.A shiver ran down my spine as I caught sight of his eyes.They were changing.The silver hue darkened, swirling like liquid mercury before shifting—burning into an eerie, predatory gold. The moment his wolf surfaced, the air thickened, pressing down on me like a physical force.I wasn’t just dealing with Xander anymore.His wolf wanted control.A slow, sinister smile curled his lips as he leaned closer, his breath ghosting over my skin. My pulse roared in my ears, the primal fear clawing its way through my chest.“I warned you, little omega,” he murmured, his voice deeper now, rougher.Then—Fangs.Sharp, glistening, lethal.I barely had time to suck in a breath before his mouth descended toward my neck. I twisted, thrashing wildly, my
The hours blurred into a haze of pain and exhaustion. My throat was raw from screaming, but no one came. No one cared. The scent of blood—my blood—clung to the damp air, mixing with the cold, metallic tang of the dungeon.But beneath the terror, beneath the mark still burning into my skin, something else stirred.Rage.It curled deep within me, coiling tighter with every breath I took. The bond tethered me to Xander, his power lacing through my veins like poison—but I would not let it break me. If he thought he could drown me in suffering, he was wrong.He had awakened something far worse.I would make him pay.The door creaked open, the harsh scrape of metal against stone jolting me back to reality. My head snapped up, heart racing. I expected Xander.But it wasn’t him.A man stepped inside—tall, lean, with dark eyes that glimmered with cruelty. He closed the door behind him, locking it with a slow, deliberate click.“Awake, are we?” he sneered, his gaze raking over my chained body.
I tried to resist, I tried to fight it but I wasn't strong enough. Because I found myself slowly going down on my knees.No! I fought with my wolf. Please don't be stupid! I growled in my head. We're supposed to be equal. But the whore of a wolf was ready to go down.I was almost face to face with Xander’s cock when I got back control and then I jumped up.“No!" I said and if he was surprised he didn't show it.Before I could say another word, my back hit the wall harshly, almost knocking the breath out of me and the next thing I knew was that Xander held my hands above my head and chained them. I hadn't even noticed there was something like this in this room.“What are you doing?!" I growled in anger as he went to my legs and then spread them apart before chaining them.I was seething with anger but that wasn't any of his business.When he was done with his work he came back up to me as he leaned to my ear.“I'm going to show you what you'll never get. I'm going to torture that body
“Show?" I croaked out as I tilted my head, smirking despite the pain that was going through me.“You call that a show?" I couldn't help but laugh,Adriana ran her hand on Xander's chest as she kissed his shoulder, her eyes locked on mine.“All I saw was a man trying to fuck a woman but failing miserably,” I sneered, my voice laced with mockery. “Tell me, Xander, was that supposed to be impressive? Because from where I stand, it looked like you were trying to convince yourself you still have it.”Xander's eyes darkened but I wasn't done, if he thought that he could break me with this little show then he had something else coming for him.I leaned forward despite the pain, smirking. “Let me guess—you had to fake it, didn’t you, Adriana?” I tilted my head.“Watch your tone!” she snapped as her eyes narrowed in slit."Oh my bad, you were a little loud and extra and I thought you were trying to fake it not to offend the King,” I said with a wicked smirk on my face,Xander slowly stood up f
I stood in front of the mirror as I ran the brush through my hair. Dario has been gone for a while and hasn't returned.Is everything alright? What if he has gone to do something to cover my crime?I was still lost in my thoughts when I heard the sound of the bedroom door opening and quickly turned.“Dario, you're back, how did it go? Did you…” I caught myself right on time when he came into view. But the only problem was that the person standing in front of me wasn't Dario.I knew it immediately from the color of his eyes—the look in his eyes, the change of energy.No. This isn't Dario but Xander.“It's you," I said and for a moment he just stared at me without speaking and we both engaged in a staring contest like we were waiting for who would break contact first."What the fuck are you doing here?" Xander finally spoke, breaking the silence.“What does it look like I'm doing? I live here, this is my room," I said and Xander's eyes narrowed at me."What do you mean by this is your r
I was walking back to my room to meet my mate when I heard a noise and stopped, as a familiar voice reached my ears. It was her. The stupid woman my human thinks he's in love with. She was standing on the balcony talking to someone on the phone and for some reason I wanted to know what she was talking about. Especially the fact that she was using her phone; it means whoever she's talking to wasn't close. My steps were slow and quiet as I stopped a few feets behind her. “That stupid bitch is getting on my nerves, she's fucking annoying! I just want her to die!” my jaw ticked, and I fought the urge to growl. That would announce my presence. I knew she was talking about my mate. Who gave her the guts to think she could call my mate a bitch? The only bitch I see is her. I don't know how Xander is able to stand her. I just can't. “I told Xander to send her away or throw her in the dungeon but no, he didn't listen…” At least my human wasn't as stupid as I thought. "Now his wolf is i
I have never felt so happy like this in my life. My heart was full as I stared at Dario's sleeping form. He didn't judge me. He supported me. The fact that there was someone in this world who loves me unconditionally just makes me feel like screaming at the top of my lungs in happiness. I wish I could keep Xander locked away forever or maybe till he learns to treat me the way Dario does. “Keep staring at me like that and I might forget how sore you are," I heard Dario's voice, bringing me out of my thoughts and I smiled, looking into his eyes. “Good morning handsome," I said and he raised a brow. “Handsome huh?” he said and I saw something mischievous shining in his eyes. “Whatever you're planning to…” I didn't get to finish what I wanted to say before he got on me and started tickling me. "Dario! Stop!” I laughed, trying to push his hands away but he only tickled me more. “Stop! Stop, stop," he laughed above me before he finally stopped as he dropped a kiss on my lips. “What
I dropped the heart beside her limp body, watching it twitch weakly against the cold floor. The metallic scent of blood thickened the air, seeping into my skin, my hair, my soul—but I didn’t flinch. I welcomed it. I fed on it. She was the third. And she wouldn't be the last. I turned back to the mirror on the dresser, blood splattered across my cheeks and neck like war paint. My reflection stared back at me—calm, deadly, unrecognizable from the girl they once tossed aside like garbage. Now, I was the executioner. And judgment had only just begun. I grabbed a towel from the chair in the corner, wiping my hands. A clean exit mattered just as much as a clean kill. No witnesses. No fingerprints. No loose ends. I unlocked the door and stepped into the hall, closing it silently behind me. My wolf still stirred beneath my skin, satisfied yet hungry. Her growl rumbled softly in my chest like a warning bell, a reminder that vengeance wasn't done—not even close. The corridor was dark, si
Night came and I was laying stiffly beside Dario. I wanted to sneak out of bed but I knew it was going to be a problem. Dario was very possessive of me and the way his hands were wrapped so tightly around me was like a chain I couldn't get out of. I turned my body to face him and he was deep in sleep, his beautiful black hair tousled on his face. Damn it. He was so handsome I was tempted to abort my plan but I knew if I missed this opportunity, I might never get it again. Slowly I twisted and Dario groaned in his sleep making me freeze. Please don't wake up. I prayed silently that he wouldn't wake up. He pulled me to his chest as he sleepily kissed my shoulder muttering quiet words of love to me before everywhere became quiet. Dario was something else. He was totally and utterly in love with me. I was finally able to get out of his hold but I was still on the bed. The hardest part was over, what I needed to do right now is sneak out of this room. I climbed down from bed and qu
“Hey, hey, hey, chill, I'm your brother," Dante said as he pointed to himself then brought his hands in front of him in a calming gesture trying to calm Dario, but the look on Dario's face was murderous. “What gives you the right to think you can touch what's mine?” Dario asked in a deadly voice as he took a threatening step towards Dante and I blocked him immediately. His eyes narrowed at me in warning. “She's my friend," Dante defended, “And she's my mate, you're not supposed to look at her or breath in her direction and you have the fucking guts to hug her," “Possessive much," Dante muttered under his breath but Dario heard him. He was about to take another step towards Dante but I quickly wrapped my arms around him. “Dante go, quick." I said but Dante just didn't like his head. "Grumpy cousin,” he said and Dario growled before Dante quickly ran away. "I'm yours,” "You sure are.” he growled lowly and before I could say anything he took my hand and was taking me down the
The room was filled with tension as my eyes swept over the room of nervous looking council members and Alphas. It was like they all held their breath as I watched them. Good. Let them be scared. Let them tremble. “I believe I have men who are loyal and would stand with me against all odds?” I asked calmly and they all chorused ‘Yes, my King' I couldn't help but chuckle silently. I knew for a fact that among these men were traitors, those who were ready to stab me in the back the moment I turned but I played along. “Good, because right now I don't need traitors, because if I find one…” I let my words trail off. They knew what I was capable of. “Domenico, the rogue Alpha made a mistake of showing himself last night and now we must stop at nothing until we bring him to his knees," I spat and they all nodded in agreement. “He has caused nothing but trouble, silently hiding like a coward. I refuse to let him think he can come to my palace, disrupt my ball and go scout free,” my han
I don't know how we made it back to the bedroom but somehow we did. My back hit the wall and immediately Dario's lips were on me hard and demanding. My legs were around him as he ground his hard cock against my throbbing pussy. “Dario," I moaned into his mouth as his hand found one of my breasts and squeezed as he continued to move his hips against me. “What more can I ask for?" he groaned as he pulled up the dress I was wearing and the next thing I heard was the tearing of my underwear. “Dario!" I said and he chuckled, “I like it better when you have nothing underneath," he whispered against my lips before claiming it again and then I heard the sound of his belt. Without warning he slammed into me and a loud moan broke through my lips as I wrapped my legs tighter around him. The feeling of him inside me always feels new every fucking time. “You're so big," I moaned and he growled in male approval before he started moving his hips. Moving so slow it was torture. “Faster, plea
The doors to the throne room opened and Adriana walked in, her face filled with anger. She bowed like her neck was stiff and she didn't want to but didn't have a choice. “You sent for me, My King," she said and Dario hummed, “Why did it take you so long to get here?" He asked and she looked but at him, “I went for a run, so I had to take a shower before facing you my King," once again Dario hummed. “Have you seen my Queen?" He asked as he brought his nose to my neck, growling so low only I could hear. He made me sit down on his lap. He was just something else entirely. “Get on your knees and greet my Queen properly,” Adriana's head quickly snapped up to look at me and the look there was like she'd rather die than do what Dario just asked her. "She's not a Queen you're just confused at the right woman who is supposed to be your Queen and that's me!" Oh, oh. Was she trying to get herself killed? She doesn't know that Dario wouldn't hesitate to have her killed. He wasn't Xander.