“What’s worse than being an omega?’’ The question echoed in my mind as I ran. The cool breeze did not feel relaxing against my skin anymore. The tears that stained my eyes dried off, clotting on my face and leaving an indentation of how much I had lost.
I stopped in my tracks, staring back at the distant white line that marked our pack boundary. Now, it would be but a distant memory in my mind. A place of horror and pain.
Banished with nothing.
Rejected for being a nothing.
My parents died for nothing.
All my life, I have seeked the approval of pack members that have barely seen me. I have been hated, spat on, misunderstood, tortured, overwhelmed with chores and always a people pleaser. Am I worth anything more?
I pick up the pace and I start running again. This time not looking back. Trying to forget where I had come from and what had happened. But the words of Alpha Gale are still repeating in my head. My life was over. there was nothing left for me anymore.
I approach a little tarven in the outskirts of the dirty road. It didn't look like a fine establishment but it definitely looks like a paradise I would want to forget about everything in. I didn't have anything on me. No money. Yet I still went in. And I don't know what I was thinking but something drew me there.
There was a Commotion when I entered. At the far side of the tarven dark corner was a man held against the wall being beaten up. Two gigantic looking men held a blonde man against the wall while another man who seemed like the leader pummelling punches into his stomach. No one in the tarven dared speak against it, I could tell from the aura radiating from the man that he was a werewolf, one with authority.
Suddenly the man turns around and looks at me. It was as if breath caught in my lungs. His eyes, holding a darker gaze but mesmerising, bore into mine as he enclosed me into his own world. It suddenly felt as if he was the only one in the room. Tall, roughly six foot seven with an articulately kept beard and his sexy lips which he licked when he saw me. I was so mesmerised by him that I didn't even notice him moving towards me.
I felt connected to him but perhaps it was just my broken heart trying to desperately heal itself. When he stood in front of me, I felt Goosebumps rise on my skin as he stretched his hand and brought it over my face. He pushed a Strand of my hair at the back of my ear and then kissed my forehead. It felt intimate. protective. I wanted to push him off yet my body yearns for him in a way I've never felt before. not even for Alpha Gale before he rejected me.
“Who are you?’’ I let out, unsure of what was left to say. He stared into my eyes and I felt as if he was speaking to my soul.
“ You don't know who I am?’’ he asked somewhat surprised. I shook my head no still maiming my eyes at his.. it suddenly became obvious to me that if I wanted to forget about my rejection then this right here was what I had to do.
“ Can We Talk somewhere private?’’ he nodded his head before signalling for two of his Men to go upstairs. I wondered who he was but the truth is it wasn't my top priority right now. I needed to forget what had happened. and this right here seems like a perfect way to do it.
“ Let's go upstairs.’’ he let out with a sexy voice that commanded me. I felt my body Moving with him up the stairs. He kept his hands on my lower back urging me forward yet so gentle with me as if I was fragile. I felt tiny in his presence. Compared to him I was but I pet. a mouse. I was about 5 ft 1, and I couldn't tell how tall I was if I wore heels because I've never owned one anyway. It was obvious that he was rich. but if that's all there is just another random man who would easily discard me once he realised I was an Omega. are banished omegas.
What's worse than being an Omega? Being a rogue.
“You seriously don't know who I am?’’ He asked as he led me towards our hallway and then into the last room across it. and he opened it. It really wasn't what I expected. It was well kept tidy and almost large areas. something that could not be guests from how the outside of the tavern looked. I stepped into the room feeling as if I was digging myself a bigger grave. Here I was with a complete stranger. What if he wanted to hurt me? He couldn't be different from all the others right? Well, my burning desire for him to claim me was much stronger than my need to be vigilant.
“Do I have to?’’
“Not at all. I was just a little shocked because everyone knows exactly who I am.’’
I wanted to ask the question. I could feel it throbbing at the tip of my tongue. But once I knew who he was then I would be doomed. All I needed to know is that he was a rich werewolf who had some authority. That was enough for me.
“You are so beautiful.’’ He let out. and as usual I didn't believe it.
“ I've never done this before. but I want you to be gentle with me at first and then f*ck some sense into me.’’ I almost felt ashamed of my words. He stared at me with wide eyes. he studied me, taking my hand in his as he felt my fingers against his own.
“You're so tiny.” he whispers as he steps forward. “ All I want to do is claim you. Make you mine. Feel your skin glazing against my own. I want to show you what it truly means to be given pleasure.’’
“ I’m a virgin.” I let out. He smiles, kissing my forehead again, making me shudder.
“I know, princess, I know.’’ His hands rested on my lower back, pulling me closer.
“How do you…”
“I can smell it on you.’’ He says with a chuckle. Suddenly I'm feeling self-conscious. I'm scared and nervous. But what if I screw this up ? What if I regret it later? He is just a stranger I barely know. Yet why am I so drawn to him? Why do I feel such an immense connection to him? If I didn't know better I would say he is my mate. but I've already met my mate and he turned out to be a cruel and ruthless alpha. Now the man in front of me is but a means to help me forget the sorrows of my life before I figure out what I'm going to do with myself.
“ Are you sure you want to do this right now? there is time, we don't have to rush…’’
I smashed my lips on his, silencing him as my arms swayed around his shoulders. He pulled me up, making my legs go around his torso as he kissed me back. Oh, and what an amazing kisser he was. It left me shuddering, gasping for breath yet hungry for more.
“Easy princess.’’ He breathed against my lips. “I’m not going anywhere.’’
He walked with me towards the bed where he set me down. And right there, he proceeded to truly give me the pleasure he had earlier mentioned. His fingers burned on my skin, he touched me with such delicacy, yet a freezing touch that made me yearn for more. The truth is that it felt like something more. The way he kissed me, leaving the taste of himself in my mouth and the tingling sensation in my lips, how his tongue was so incredible that I felt dizzy.
The moans and grunts that escaped both our mouths were endless. Shaking, his hot breath against my neck as he claimed me.
His fingers in my mouth, my hair messy and undone, his hands easily cupping and holding me so firmly. Taking care of me, making me feel like I was the only one in his world.
It was epic. Unlike anything I've ever imagined.
When I woke up, the hardest part was slipping away from the strong arms that held me. The handsome stranger, who still looked amazing wrapped in just sheets, had a tight grip on me, like he was afraid I'd leave.I did not know what he’d want from me after last night. Flashbacks of it still make me clench my thighs. After successfully slipping past his iron grip, I collect my clothes, putting them on in a hurry.. The soreness between my legs certainly did not help with anything. But I remembered Alpha Gale, and how he wanted to make me his slave. I need to run before the same thing happens with him. When I slip past the door, I tip toe slowly across the hallway, making sure that the guards who’d fallen asleep could hardly hear me. Finally, when out of the empty tarven, I make a run for it in the opposite direction I’d come from, heading into an uncharted territory of bushes and trees. Suddenly, a voice from behind rutles me. I turn around, only to catch a glimpse none other than Alph
Horror had spread over his face, his expression indicated this was not what he wanted. He stood up, taking a step back abruptly. His eyes grew wide as they met mine again. "That's impossible.'' He let out, clenching his fists. "You don't believe me?'' "Why would I ever believe you?'' His voice reverbrated through the empty space between us, catching me offguard. "You're a whore, and now you're trying to trap me with a pregnancy that is not even mine. Tell me, who is the father of that child?'' His words caught me offguard, they echoed in my mind like a sounded gong. "Wha...What do you mean? I'm not a...I'm not a ..." "A whore? Come on now? You don't expect me to buy into that innocence of yours.'' He said, his voice pumped with malice. As i looked at him, i began to wonder what had changed so quickly. "Just because you want nothing to do with this baby gives you no right!'' "SILENCE!'' His authority enamated from his body, his voice, like a spell, took over me. I lost words
Lucas Morretti wasn't just a name that carried the mantle of fear and authority. And it certainly was not just a name belonging to an incredibly handsome face, a face i had sat on, and ridden. It was a name that resprented the error of a blood line that was never triffled with. The morretti Lycans had terrorised the lands for as long as time stretched. And they were feared. "You've got to believe me!'' I pleaded, panic rising inside me. There is no way, there has to be some kind of joke here. "And why should he?'' The high priestess asked in a rather cunning voice. "For all we know, you could be trying to baby trap our Alpha. They Lycan King does not take likely to such betrayals little one.'' The hall fell silent, Lucas, for once, avoided my eyes. Those same eyes that when casted on me brought shivers down my spine. "Lycan King Lucas Morretti is the last of his blood line!'' The words hung in the air, making the big fancy hall feel strange. My heart raced inside me as I stood
"Hello! Anyone there?'' I banged against the door till my fist hurt. "How may we help you, miss Elara?'' Someone asked as the door was opened. I almost wanted to look around, wondering who he was talking to. They regarded me with respect. Like I was a person and not a slave. But why did I feel like I was still a slave here? my life back in our pack had been horrible. And I had lost everything when I rejected Alpha Gale's demeaning offer to become his slave. Yet, right now, I can't help but wonder whether my fate has turned out any differently. I had ended uo a slave, only for a different man. A more powerful man. A man whose natural instinct was to kill. "I would like to go now. I'm not staying in this room anymore." I stated firmly. "Im sorry, but the king has demanded that no one lets you out of this room. If you need anything, it will be provided to you, how.." "I don't care what the Lycan King has said.'' I shouted as I met the man's eyes. "I do not want t be here anym
Lucas's gaze darkened as the tension in the room thickened. I could see the primal instincts within him wrestle with the idea, a war between his human rationality and his Lycan instincts. His eyes bore into mine, searching for any signs of deception. Fear gripped me with such insteisty that i stumbled and fell on the floor. Lucas stepped back, his eyes darkened as he stared at me. "Elara, you can't possibly expect me to believe that," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. I held his intense gaze, determined to make him understand once and for all. "Lucas, I'm not lying to you. When i ran from my first mate, you were the only good thing that had happened to me. This baby is yours because i have never slept with another man other than you. You were my first and only." He let out a guttural snarl, his claws involuntarily extending from his fingertips. His Lycan form was threatening to take over, and I could see the struggle on his face. It was as though he was battling his own natur
I encountered locked doors every time I tried to open one. Someone locked the pack house, which was more like a big mansion, from the outside. Beta Joseph and the high priestess were nowhere to be seen anymore. I was alone in this house. Trapped with a monster. Trying to run yet locked inside. In unfamiliar territory, I felt trapped and helpless. Lucas had turned into something I've never seen. All werewolf Alphas tend to have terrible tempers. Yet, even when an Alpha is angry, nothing matches the beastly lycan nature that my mate had. I hid behind the door, trying to calm my breathing. I was dizzy, barely able to see in front of me as I peeped through the hole. I could hear his footsteps, and his scent was in the air, it drew me in like a magnet to metal. He was closing in, and I knew I had to stay hidden until I could figure out how to reason with him. Was it even possible? Could anyone reason with him? My heart was beating quickly and I could hardly keep my mind away from the ide
The world around me was dark. Heavy footsteps kept coming my way as I fought my natural Instinct to run. It was Lucas. he was right there and he was coming for me. I felt frozen, not knowing what to do. And then, right before I run, a sharp light invades my eyes. When I regained consciousness, my surroundings were unfamiliar. the sharp invading rays of the sun invaded my eyes as I opened them. The scent of a clean pair of sheets caught me offgaurd. I had slept on tree branches and grass over the last weeks that I'd not fully realized where I was or who I was with. I sat up from the bed and looked around. I was dizzy, like I'd hit my head or something. I slowly sat up in the strange bed, I wasn't sure what to think. On one hand I might be in danger. What if he caught me? What if he’d let his Lycan beast kill me? Is this hell? As my eyes adjusted to the surroundings, I noticed Lucas in a chair by my bedside. He fixed his gaze on me. His once-wild eyes were now back to their sharp
"The thing about a Lycan's claw, or their teeth, is that the damage they leave slows down the supernatural healing process of any wolf, and hieghtens the pain.'' Doctor Aisha explained, as she applied some ointment on neck before putting the bandages back on. "Does it ever kill?'' I asked, meeting her eyes for only a split second. She picked up her kit, looking through it before she picked up a scissors. "Yes it does, but not a mate.'' "What?'' I asked, tilting my head as she trimmed the bandage. She hesitated for a moment, her senses became alert, before she hurriedly got down from the bed. Suddenly i caught scent of Lucas, and the wolf inside me was excited. The large doors to our bedroom were opened from the outside, and Lucas walked in, looking as hot and glorious as ever. I swallowed loudly, trying to tear my eyes from that tonned body. Lucas made me think sinfully. Any normal thing he did would often be turned to something sexual in my mind. What the hell was wrong with