Anaiah's POV I'm sitting at the edge of a cliff. I sigh as I look at the ground. If I decide to throw myself down, no one will miss me. I can end it all in a heartbeat. 'What about Saga and Leondre?' I scoffed, " You've only known him for three days, and you're already attached? Don't hold your breath for him,' I answer my wolf. 'He loves us!' 'No one loves us, they always end up hating us. Do you even realize that our second chance mate is the Lycan King? The most powerful man in the werewolf world. I am just an Omega, abused and hated by everyone. What if his pack is even worse than this one,' I say, angry tears running down my face. Gosh, I hate to cry. 'They will accept us because he did,' she says calmly. 'We can't be sure. I refuse to be hurt again,' I will keep my guard up, or maybe leave him and become rogue. I can't trust him too. While I'm in a conversation with my wolf, a beautiful woman appears in front of me. She's shining in holy light, and I can barely lo
Arya's povI got out of the car, looking at the pathetic packhouse. It's not as big as any of ours. I go into the packhouse. I realize the males and females are gawking at me. Of course, they will. I'm a Lycan Princess. Lycans are superior to wolves. We are stronger, more sophisticated, and graceful, even more beautiful than other supernatural beings. I look at the picture of my brother's mate and ask a snotty wolf where I can find her. She commented something nasty, and I slapped her, leaving her screaming at me, but I don't care about her. How dare she call Anaiah a slut. Do these people know she's a future Queen of the realm? Once she is crowned, she can order them to be wiped out without consequences. I find another girl who points me to her, but what I found made my blood boil. A woman was about to slap her. I hold her hand and tighten it. Her face contort in pain. I glare at the woman as tears swell in her eyes. "Don't fucking dare, or you're dead," I push her against the wal
Anaiah's POVArya is sweet and kind. I think she has a shopping addiction. I'm so tired my legs will be sore. We are in the Victoria's Secret store, and It's my first time. "Here, love," Arya gives me a set of... Omg, I got the sexy underwear from her with a blush. I've never even worn lingerie before. "For you know," She winks, and I hide my face from her. "Those will look beautiful on you," I just put them in the basket and continue looking around. They have lingerie in all forms, shapes, and sizes. I go to another part of the store. It has less light, and my eyes get fixed on these wild toys. I get one from the shelf and inspect it. It looks painful. I shudder and put it back. As I turn, I bump into a male. I almost lost my balance and fell, but he caught me. I look up at him. He's an older man with a grey beard and a smug expression. The way he's looking at me makes me uncomfortable. I swallow and apologize for bumping into him, but his deep and hunky voice stops me. "Do you fa
Anaiah's POV Leon is coming to us with a killer smile, I almost died and I purr. Arya chuckles and I blush. "Princess!" Dan calls, running to hug Arya. My mate stands in front of me, he puts his warm hands on either side of my neck and attaches his lips to my forehead and butterflies erupt in my stomach. My breath quivers "I missed you, my Princess," He says, looking into my eyes. He is sincere. I miss him too but I don't say a word. Pack members are watching us interact and I feel uncomfortable. In the corner of my eyes, I see my mother glaring at me, her hate-filled eyes are too much for me to bear, what did I ever do to her? Why does she hate me so much? 'Mother?' I try to mind link her, mother, mother, that sounds strange to my ears. It's been years since I used it. 'Dad,' I mind link again but there is no answer, I can't even feel them. Did they completely disown me too? Tears well in my eyes."Love, are you okay?" A distant voice asks."Please, excuse me," I run to the stor
Anaiah's POV Leondre's POVMy mate runs while crying. I face my sister and Beta, and they only shrug. I follow her scent to where she disappeared. The small passage is dark and dusty. Does anyone even live here? I see a small wooden door and open it. She is sitting in the corner of the room. Her eyes are red, and her body is trembling. I rush to her and hug her. She wraps her hands around me, and she cries silently. "What is this place?" I hear my sister ask. I pull away to check the place out. It looks like an old walk-in closet with a small mattress that doesn't look too soft. There is a chair and a desk with books, a small mirror on the other side, and a few clothes hanging. The place doesn't have much light. It's clean and smells like cranberry. "Baby, is this your room?" I ask. Anaiah shifts uncomfortably a little but nods. I wipe her tears from her beautiful eyes. I don't ever want to see her shed a tear of sadness. She smiles softly, moving away from me, and my Lycan whimpers
Leondre's POVShe is thrashing and crying in her sleep. I try to hold her down but she's still shaking violently."Baby, baby," I shake her, she wakes up and wraps her arms around me. I hold her tenderly all while eyeing Arya and Dan, they are worried too. She pulls away from me and I wipe her tears. "Are you okay?" Asks Arya, concerned. She nods positively"Bad dream, I'm sorry," She says in a mild voice. I sigh and pull her onto my lap. I slip my hand around her waist and she relaxes in my embrace. "Do you have nightmares?" Asks Dan. I see tears dance in her eyes but she sways her head away. I kiss her shoulder and she smiles slightly. I grin, happy that I made her smile with my simple gesture."I've been having nightmares since I shifted on my thirteenth," "What happened on your thirteenth birthday, baby?" I ask gently. My Ana takes a deep breath before speaking"I killed someone, an Alpha," Silence befalls us and she looks at each one of us, searching for something, disdain? Ha
Anaiah's POV King Leondre grabs one of my breasts, his lips still against my skin, and I feel wet between my core. "Ah, ah," An embarrassing moan leaves my mouth. I can feel his smirk against my soft skin. "Baby," He says huskily in my ear. He appears in front of me, grabbing me gently and putting me on the border. I bite my bottom lips and stare at this heavenly man, as he takes me in, he doesn't smile but I see approval in his intimidating gaze. He parts my legs and dives in to suck my pussy "Oh... my," My breath hitches as he thrust in me with his tongue. I grab hold of his hair and concentrate on the pleasure I'm feeling. I'm breathing heavily as his thrusts are deeper. I call his name as I cum all over him. He looks up at me and kisses my lips. "You're so delicious," He mutters and lifts me, we share a deep kiss. I'm eager to have him in me, to bury himself in me. "I want you," Within seconds, he takes me to the bedroom. I don't let go until I feel the sheets against my
Anaiah's POV I open my eyes and I feel his breath on me, his grip on me is tight. I get out of it gently and go to take a shower. I look into the mirror and gasp when I see bruises on my skin and many hickeys on my neck. I sigh and get into the shower, the hot water feels good on my body. After I'm done, I wear my sweats and a tank top, I put a hoodie over my outfit because it's cold and go outside. I'd love to be in bed with my mate but I must make breakfast for the whole packhouse. I quickly run downstairs to the kitchen to get started but I'm surprised to find Amos there. He looks to be in deep thought, in his hand is what smells like a strong coffee, I slowly back away, not wanting any trouble but he speaks. "Stay... Please," His voice is strained. I look around and get to the other side of the counter. "Are you alright?" I ask with difficulty, but he doesn't answer so I go to the walk-in fridge, taking out some things I need for breakfast. I take out some sausages, cheese, e