The Lycan King’s Omega Slave

KAYLA. I slowly parted my eyes to face the darkness around me. There was a starling noise that sounded from the door as my father barged in and a gust of air blew into my face. My hair was drenched in blood and sweat across my shoulders and I lifted my fatigued gaze to face him.Alpha Archer reeked of alcohol and I already knew that this round was going to be way worse than the last. My wrists burned from the chain that bound them and my whole body ached the moment he lunged forward to grab me by my throat. His nails dug far too deep into my skin that I couldn’t breathe and the my vision started to fade from the corner of my eyes. I clawed back at him to struggle, at the same time I tried my best to not anger him the more. “Where is he!” His voice thundered, leaving me in a faint whimper and I choked on my words. “I—I don’t know father” I whispered. “Goddamnit” He lifted me like I was nothing and slammed my body against the callous walls. There was a snap in both my back and ribs

KAYLA. I snapped my eyes open but this time I found myself slumped beneath a warm lavender blanket. The night was cold and short and although I still bled, at least I could feel my legs. I was a lot better than the previous day and I woke up to the sun rays burst across my face. I was unchained and put down and I wondered in my head why and who had released me. Ever since my father walked down into the basement to see Rafael had been freed, I had become the enemy—the traitor of the pack. I hadn’t eaten in days but somehow it was the least of my worries. The last few days had been rough but it didn’t stop me from thinking about Rafael. I didn’t regret saving him because I was punished for it, my only regret was never seeing him again. I tried to sit up against the bed but my whole body resonated in terrible aches and pains. Then all of a sudden the door ahead of me drew open and in came my father. Archer had ruled the Blood Moon pack for more than three decades and he’d done so in

RAFAEL.I lifted my face to the shower as the heated water flowed like a soothing cascade. My fingers swept through my hair and it was like I could finally breathe again—whenever I was close to Kayla, I was usually compelled to mark her. My wolf seemed to be troubled unless I did.I knew she was my mate but I doubted she had an idea. Kayla was an omega in the Blood Moon Pack and I was well aware she was yet to find her wolf. Other than that, it was also weird that she was fated to me by the moon goddess. It mattered not because she was the very least in the hierarchy but because she was the daughter of my father's nemesis, Archer.I dreaded taking her back to meet my family but it needed to be done at some point.But right now, all I focused on was calming my raging senses before pulling out of the shower in a robe. I dressed in my custom royal attire and when I looked to Kayla, she was fast asleep on the couch. She was mesmerizing, even with her eyes closed and my heart was tethered

KAYLA. The cold winds gushed into my face as I alighted from the car. The first thing to meet my eyes was the pearly resplendent gates of Rafael’s castle. The building was gigantic with a hundred narrow, open slits for windows. The scent of this part of Oakland was different as well. Way different from back home.As the evergreen trees danced to the tunes of the whirling wind, a colorful bird landed on the pavement right next to me and I couldn’t help but let my eyes wander until it flew back up into the skies. His tower was the heart of Oakland, a building that dated back to centuries ago.I’ve only heard about this place from people or read it in books. Never dreamed of the day I would be standing in front of the hundred feet beauty—the home to the Lycans. A diverse group of supernaturals that spent their whole lives exiled to this place.It was no wonder why they never complained.“It’s beautiful” I blurted out and Rafael’s hands wrapped around my shoulders. There was this state o

KAYLA.The chirping of the birds echoed above me as I clung to the edge of the balcony. Below I could see where everyone was gathered, hands around their champagne glasses as they exchanged pleasantries. Time had passed and I was somehow able to forget about the whole Rafael thing.Heaving a deep breath, I just craved some much needed air and silence that I got from up here. The winds were colder on this axis, raising the hair across my skin as it gushed into me. Perhaps it was because of the acres of forest in the near distance.The Manila forest was home to many tales and legends—some of which were even too frightening to consider more than a myth. I tore my eyes away from the trees and looked down at the Blood Mountain Pack. There were about a hundred people or more in attendance and a quarter of them were women who came with the hopes of drawing the Alpha’s attention.Rafael.You could tell by the lascivious way they dressed and the large diamonds that fell around their neck. The