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Raven's pov

He pressed his nose into my cotton underwear, spreading my legs further.

My heart skipped a beat, wolf going feral as he reached for the soaked and tore it off with a groan wrapping it around his bulging member.

Then, as he stroked himself, he leaned down and whispered heatedly in my ear, “Brace yourself, piggy, by the time I'm done with you.

..you won't even remember that dork's name.”

All the blood in my body rushed up to my cheeks as I closed my eyes and tried to recall how I ended up here like this with my adoptive brother.

Just 7 hours ago I was shopping with my best friend, Luella, the gamma's daughter.

Two of her friends-twins-had tagged along, propping themselves as my unsolicited judges. I'd step out of the changing booth and only the look on their faces made me want to burn the dresses I wore.

“What about this one?” I said striking an awkward pose in a pink floral fitted gown, Laura placed her palm over her lips; “For real?”

She nudged her twin, Lana, who was already giggling.

“Oh, Raven if only we could have just half of your confidence,”

My face was flushed, and I was back in the changing booth when I stared at the mirror inside. My stomach churned.

To say the way the fabric was sticking to my body was unflattering was a huge understatement, I looked a mess. Stomach shooting out and everything.

It hadn't looked so bad before I stepped out, but after receiving their comments, each detail stuck out, and I wanted to slap myself across the face, but even thinking it looked good for a second.

“Don't be so hard on yourself, I seriously don't know why Luella even invited them!” My wolf, Breeze, tried to console me.

She was my biggest cheerleader, it was crazy that I had only awakened her on my 16th big moon. Most people already had theirs at 12 to 14. The moment Luella found out I had awakened my wolf, she insisted I have an Awakening party.

I had resisted at first, and the Awakening party at 16 was like advertising to everyone that I was a late bloomer.

But she was bent on it and since I could hardly ever say no to my best friend, I agreed.

The party was tonight–Yah-she had gone through my wardrobe this morning and decided that I didn't have one good-looking dress for the party.

“Let's go shopping!” She'd insisted.

Now we were here and I felt ridiculous, as always.

Maybe clothes would look good on me if I were petite and soft like most girls of the Valkhor pack. But it was like my body was trying to remind me of an outsider that only got the chance to live here because of the generosity of the Alpha and Luna, who decided to adopt me when they found me abandoned at the border, crying out my lungs.

“Raven, I hope you're not offended, you know how those two are, they love to joke,” Luella said, stepping into the changing booth.

“That dress just wasn't your color, I'm sure we'll find something else,”

“I'm good,” I said trying to reach for the zipper of the dress myself, “I think I've already spent enough arranging this party maybe I should just wear something comfortable in my wardrobe,”

“By comfortable you mean your baggy hoodie and sweatpants, right?” She said in a disapproving tone, “Come on, Raven, you're cute little crush Freddy is even going to be at the party. Don't you want to impress him?”

I blushed lightly, remembering Freddy Gregor; his family was mid-rank but had strong ancestral ties to the Alpha family.

He was one of the few boys who talked to me in school and didn't chuckle indecisively when I walked past. We also sat right next to each other, and he even helped me pick up my pen once when it fell.

Breeze wasn't impressed by him and insisted we wait for our mate, but I liked him, and if I wasn't just being delusional, I think he might like me a bit too.

“All right…” I said with a defeated sigh, “Just one more dress and that's it,”

Luella grinned and tried to get me out of the dress, but she was only able to make it three inches down before the zipper got stuck.

“Don't worry, I got this!” She sounded confident in herself, but I was worried.

“Well maybe we should call somebody-”

Snap

The zipper broke and it was stuck.

“Girl I'm so sorry I thought I could…”

“Just call somebody,” I said, covering my face with my palm trying my best not to break into a sob.

This was so humiliating.

Laura and Lana are going to find out why I'm stuck here and that means the entire school finds out too.

Great, I was getting worried that they would run out of more stuff to make fun of me for.

I heard the curtains rustling behind me a few moments later, my face still buried in my palms.

“I'm so sorry about this dress,” said naturally assuming that the person behind me was an employee coming to help me out of the dress, “I promise that I'll pay for it and–”

I heard the sound of a phone camera flashing behind me, and with dread, I pulled my palms from my face and lifted my head. The reflection of a familiar male towering over me from behind with his phone held up made my heart drop.

I turned around, face bleached of any color and the tears that I had been winning against having the tables turned in their favor.

“Delete it–please!” I begged.

I knew that my luck was rotten, but I had no idea that it was bad.

Because out of all the people that had to find me in this precarious position it just had to be my biggest tormentor.

My adoptive brother.

Dante Valkhor.