The Good Girl's Revenge: Using the Alpha

Syria’s POV“If you dare make a scene or run away from this wedding, your grandmother will pay the price.”That threat was tattooed into my skull like a cruel spell, replaying over and over as I sat motionless in front of the mirror. The reflection that stared back at me was a stranger, dressed in ivory with lips that were painted red.Her eyes are dead.The maid tugged at my corset strings until I couldn't breathe. "You're beautiful, Lady Syria."I forced a smile that didn’t reach my eyes. “Thanks.”The door open behind me, and the stench of cigar smoke and cheap cologne spilled into the room like sewage.“Is she ready?”My spine stiffened.Uncle Steven.His voice was smooth, oily like the poison he fed me every damn day.“Yes,” I said with hollow obedience.He stepped inside, slow, each footfall like a drumbeat in my skull. He stopped behind me, placed a hand on my shoulder, and slid his fingers down to my palm. His nails scratched lightly along my skin, like a lover marking territ

Syria’s POVEveryone thought I’d finally folded. That I’d run out of fight. That I had just given in.Honestly? I almost did.Not because I was weak. I was done pretending. Done putting on a face that didn’t feel like mine. Smiling when I wanted to scream. Nodding when I wanted to run.But not today.Today wasn’t going to be some tidy, forgettable event. I’d make sure that’s not going to happen.I never wanted to be here anyway. Not at this wedding. Not in this ballroom full of sick bastards who only care about their damn positions. Not dressed like someone I didn’t recognize. And yet here I was, again, doing what everyone expected, as if that’s all I’d ever been good for. Showing up, shutting up, and staying quiet.I couldn’t keep doing it.I won’t lie, something inside me had been building. Not slowly, but, violently. And today it snapped.They didn’t see it. No one ever does. I’d been fading in plain sight for a long time, and no one noticed.That was their mistake.They wanted th

Kael's POV"Yes…faster, harder!"Her sounds filled the room, loud and crazy, echoing off the walls like a sweet song that turned me on even more.I was too damn turned on. I couldn't help but look at her as her chest jiggled with every hard shove. Having her look at me that way while I was deep inside her drove me insane with lust.The way she touched me earlier… shit, the way she held my cock, sucked on it like she’d done it a hundred times. She gave me the best damn blowjob I’d ever had. She moved like an expert, knowing exactly how to please a man.I didn’t expect this things from her. I thought of her as someone who is innocent, calm, and boring.But no, it was the opposite. She is fucking wild.But when I slipped inside her, everything changed. She was tight. Tight enough to make me groan. It felt so fucking amazing, like she was created for me. My wolf was howling within, content and elated. I could sense him pacing, growling in approval.I couldn't resist. I began thrusting ha

Syria’s POVShe suddenly threw the car keys at me.“Want to drive my car?” she asked, her eyes playful as she raised a brow at me.I glanced at her, letting a small smile tug at the corner of my lips. “Come on, let’s go. I’ll drive.”“That’s my girl,” she said proudly.We climbed into her car, and I settled into the driver's seat. The instant I turned the ignition and heard the engine hum, an odd feeling of calm came over me. The gentle roar of the engine, the wind buffeting against the roof, the road ahead of us. It was something I’d been looking forward to.As we left the tribe's gates, there was an oppressive silence between us. But Violet, as usual, broke the tension first."So what are you going to do now?" she asked, crossing her arms and staring at me. "I heard you left your cousin's wedding. You lost it out there, I suppose? That’s why I actually came to visit you."My hands gripped the steering wheel slightly harder. "So fast did the rumors spread, huh?""Sure did. Everyone k

Syria’s POVThe vehicle then came to rest, and in silence, I got out of it. I paid the fare to the driver, closed the door, and breathed deeply. My gaze deliberately shifted to the cemetery entrance gates.I froze, looking at the engraved stone sign posted on the entrance. My chest constricted. It had been such a long time since I last stepped foot here. Years, perhaps. But returning to this place, it all came back to me, all the things I'd worked so hard to bury. The past, the pain, the betrayal.I clamped my hands into fists and made myself keep calm. I couldn't lose control now, not here. I had to remain calm.I began to walk, the step after each hesitant one sounding like it might be my last, towards the graves. But as I prepared to take yet another step in the direction of a familiar tombstone, I was ambushed.I barely had time to process what was happening before shadows began shifting around me. At first, I thought my eyes were playing tricks, but then I noticed movement.One