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Jinx's Pov
"Your pussy tastes like strawberry baby, arch your back a little bit more, I want to see just how round that ass is." I heard my fated mate whisper to Yvonne, our beta's daughter. "Don't take your tongue out Derrick, I'm going to squirt all over!" She screamed ecstatic. I am Jinx Valerie, an Omega by rank and for years, I’ve been in love with my Alpha, Derrick Donovan. Tonight was my eighteenth birthday, the night I finally found out he was my fated mate. I went to his room, heart pounding, ready to confess everything but getting there, I found him with one of my bullies, Yvonne Williams. Watching the man I loved with the person who made my life a miserable hell broke my heart in an instant. I teared up watching Yvonne slowly take off Derrick's clothes, revealing his mouth drooling physique. My pussy throbbed with pleasure, getting wet while I bit my lips wishing i was the one making out with him instead. Yvonne knelt down and tied her hair into a ponytail, then pulled down Derrick's pants. I gasped when I saw how big his penis was, it was as thick as my arm. Unconsciously a soft moan escaped my lips catching Derrick's attention. "Shit! Shit! Shit!" I held my breath and remained still as a statue but it wasn't enough to mask my scent. Derrick sniffed the air pinpointing my location. He punched a hole through the secret cabin walls and pulled me into the room violently. "What the fuck are you doing here Jinx!" He roared at me putting on his clothes. "I'm sorry I just wanted to talk..." I was cut off by a thunderous slap across my cheek. "you stupid bitch, who do you think you're spying on our Alpha? You're nothing but a silver haired low life omega scum that brings nothing but death and bad luck to everyone around you!" I have heard those words a thousand times, my name was a constant reminder of it. But every time, it shattered my heart like glass. It was true, I was indeed and a magnet for death and bad luck. From the moment I was born, nothing good had ever happened to me. My mother died during childbirth. My father, the former Alpha to this pack became a chronic drunk, blamed and abused me until he killed himself on my eleventh birthday. Since then, I have been absolutely despised like a plague. To the pack, I was the cursed child responsible for the death of their precious Alpha and Luna. "That's enough Yvonne." Derrick said grabbing me by the hair, the scent of his cologne filling my lungs like oxygen, "Answer me! Why are you spying on me?, or do you have a crush on me?," He scoffed, "I'm sorry to break this to you sweetheart, but I wouldn't even take you as my whore for pleasure." I have been abused by my father, orphaned, sexually assaulted by men and avoided like a plague yet none of those things even compared to the level of pain his words caused me. Still i wouldn't give up, I had to fight for love. "Derrick I am your.." Yvonne violently slammed her foot into my rib cage, shattering a bone. I instantly shouted in pain and coughed out blood. "You stupid cunt!, do not speak to the alpha, you're too filthy to even be in his presence and unworthy to draw the same breath as him. I do not even understand why the pack doesn't just banish you, you're turning eighteen tonight and yet, you still cannot shift." She smirked, "You're so pathetic, it's almost pitiful." I never understood why Yvonne absolutely hated me when there was nothing I had that she didn't. "Why do you smell so different?" Derrick creased his brows. He sniffed me repeatedly until the truth dawned on him and suddenly his face turned pale as though he had seen a ghost. "No! No! No! This cannot be true, it...it can't be you." he staggered backwards and fell to his knees. "Derrick what's wrong?" Yvonne crouched to her knees stroking his obsidian black hair, "You wench! What the hell did you do to him?, killing one Alpha wasn't enough for you huh?" "I didn't do anything.." I managed to say fighting back the tears that threatened to spill. This was not how I imagined the night playing out. "Shut up! Do not speak omega scum." She hissed at me. Derrick looked up at me with cold eyes. There was no love or kindness in his stare, only pure disgust, as if I were beneath him. Even so, I couldn't stop loving him. He was my fated mate, chosen for me by the Moon Goddess, and I couldn't imagine life without him. Tonight, I was desperate enough to do anything to stay by his side, even if it meant being nothing more than one of his whores or plaything to him. Quickly I moved closer to him holding his feet, "You're my mate Alpha Derrick, even with your words, you have no idea how happy that makes me, I have loved you since the day I laid eyes on you four years ago and I owe you everything for making it possible for me to remain part of the pack." I said earnestly, "Please, I will do whatever you ask, you do not have to accept me now, all I ask is you let me stay by your side." I pleaded wiping away my tears. Derrick stood to his feet and gently caressed my cheeks. His hands was so warm that I found my self leaning into his touch. He was so beautiful, so hot that I wanted to go feral. "what a beautiful confession.." He smiled running his thumbs over my lips and I smiled in delight. Maybe there was a chance...Yet again, my world was shattered after he added. "But It means absolutely nothing to me you filthy non shifting omega whore!" "Derrick please... I love you.." He bashed his fist into my face and threw me violently across the room. "Please..." I struggled to say while Yvonne watched with a gleeful expression. Derrick walked over to me, his blue eyes boring nothing but hate as he spoke. "I, Alpha Derrick Donovan, reject you, Jinx Valerie, as my mate." Our bond servered and the words hit me like a physical blow. Suddenly, a white hot pain tore through my chest, worse than anything I’d ever known. It felt as if my entire body was being set on fire from the inside out. "Please don't do this..." I pleaded to deaf ears. "Guards!" Immediately like a summoned genie, two guards came barging into the room, "Take her away and Inform everyone. There will be an execution Tonight."Ten years later Ten years had drifted by like a long, peaceful dream. As I stood on the balcony of the great castle, looking out over the sprawling lands of our kingdom, I found it hard to believe how much my life had changed. Sometimes I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't still that broken little girl hiding in the shadows. I remembered being a lowly omega, the trash and outcast of the pack. I remembered the stinging pain of being rejected by Derrick, the man I thought was my destiny. Back then, I was a girl who had nothing and expected even less. Then came Calhoun the terrifying Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. When he first took me, I was paralyzed with fear. The rumors said he was a mindless, heartless monster who wanted nothing more than to see the earth soaked in blood. But the rumors were wrong. Behind the cold eyes and the sharp claws was a man who had been shattered by the world. I learned about his tragic past, how he had watched his mother die in a way that no
Azrael rose from the dirt like a nightmare that refused to end. His skin was bubbling where the light had touched him, and his broken wing dragged behind him like a dead weight, but the power radiating off him was still enough to make the air vibrate. He looked at the three of us a Moon Goddess, a Demon Wolf, and a mortal Alpha and he let out a laugh that sounded like a thousand dying screams. "You think you can defeat me with teamwork?" Azrael roared. "I am the darkness that existed before the you were born!" The battle began again, but this time it was different. We moved as one, even if the boys hated each other. Derrick was the first to move. He knew he couldn't match Azrael’s magic, so he used his speed and his sword. He lunged forward, his blade whistling through the air. He wasn't aiming to kill, he was aiming to distract. He slashed at Azrael’s legs, forcing the demon to look down. At the same time, Calhoun shifted into his massive dark wolf form again. He didn't just
I stared at Derrick’s back, my mind racing as I tried to process the scene in front of me. I was absolutely shocked to see him standing there, acting as a wall between me and the literal devil. He was putting his life on the line, facing a creature of ancient nightmares, just to keep me safe for a few more seconds. It was a strange, heavy feeling in my chest. I remembered everything Derrick had done to me. He had been responsible for so much pain in my life. He was the reason my father was gone, and he had been the one to shatter my heart into a million pieces after I had gathered the courage to confess my feelings to him. He had even been the one to sentence me to death, treating me like I was nothing. But seeing him now, bruised and bleeding but refusing to move, something shifted inside me. This act was so brave and so heroic that I felt a part of my old anger start to melt away. I couldn't forget the past, but in this moment of life and death, I found myself forgiving him.
The smoke from the light beam cleared, and for a heartbeat, I thought it was over But then, a low, guttural growl rose from the shadows of the darkened cave. Azrael crawled out of the crater my light had made. His skin was charred and peeling, and one of his massive wings hung limp and broken at his side, but his eyes were glowing with a terrifying, murderous purple flame. He wasn't dead. If anything, the pain had made him faster and more dangerous. "So," he hissed, spitting out a mouthful of black blood. "The Goddess finally decides to show her face. You think a little spark is enough to finish what started thousands of years ago?" He vanished in a blur of shadow and before I could even blink, he was right in front of me. His hand clamped around my throat, lifting me off the ground. The heat from his touch burned my skin like dry ice. I clawed at his wrist, but it felt like trying to break solid stone. I can't die here, I thought. If I die, Calhoun dies. If I die, he wins. M
The air didn't just turn cold, no it turned heavy, as if the oxygen itself had been replaced by the thick, suffocating scent of sulfur and ancient rot. Azrael didn't wait for a formal start to the fight. With a deafening roar that sounded like a mountain splitting in half, he launched himself forward. His massive demon wings snapped shut and then expanded with a force that sent a gale of wind screaming through the clearing, knocking me off my feet. Calhoun, in his massive dark wolf form, met him halfway. The collision was like two beasts hitting head on. The sound of their bodies slamming together was a sickening thud that shook the very foundation of the cave and I feared it might collapse if the baffle raged on. I scrambled to my back, my eyes wide as I watched the carnage. I had seen Calhoun fight before he was a whirlwind of teeth and claws, a god of the battlefield but Azrael was something else entirely. He wasn't just a monstrous powerful creature he was a force of n
"You truly believe that I wouldn't recognize you in this lifetime? That I would forget the very face of the woman who ruined me?" Azrael’s voice wasn’t just loud, it felt like a physical weight pressing down on the air, cold and suffocating. He glared straight at me with eyes that burned with an ancient, terrifying hatred. I stood there, frozen, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. I looked back at him, my mind a complete blur of confusion. I had no idea what he was talking about. I didn't know him, and I certainly didn't understand why he was looking at me as if I were his worst enemy. Before the silence could stretch any further, Calhoun stepped firmly in front of me. His broad shoulders blocked Azrael’s piercing gaze, acting as a human shield between me and the monster before us. Calhoun’s own stare was fixed on his father, sharp and unwavering. Despite the strength in his stance, I could see the slight tremor in his frame. My stomach knotted with worry.
At the Iron hills The blizzard was intense and it felt like thousand ice needles against my skin as we finally reached the massive gate of the Iron Wall. Calhoun stepped down from the carriage first, his boots crunching deep into the fresh snow, and reached back to help me out. I stood there
The energy I had absorbed from Jinx fought back. It felt like I’d swallowed a star, and my body was a pressurized chamber struggling to contain the blast. Once Silas put her into a deep sleep, I retreated to my balcony. The moon was high, but I no longer felt the pull of my wolf only the pulse of
"Pack your things, Jinx. We leave in ten minutes," Calhoun said, his voice leaving no room for argument. Ten minutes. He said it like I was some elite soldier and not a girl who had spent the last twelve hours vibrating like a plucked harp string. I scrambled to pull myself together, my head stil
Jinx's pov I fluttered my eye lids open and I could feel a pair of eyes on mine and I didn't need to rack my brain to figure out who it was. "Calhoun.." I muttered weakly and he took my hand in his. He was seated at the bed side. His gaze was settled on mine. "Save your strength. I absorbed a







