1. A Steamy Dream

Naomi Northcut's POV:

It felt like I had a bizarre, steamy dream.

In it, I was lying naked on a bed, with an equally bare male werewolf on top of me.

Our bodies were pressed tightly together in the darkness. I could feel his solid chest, firm abs, and the intense heat radiating from him.

The hottest part of him was moving inside me.

My legs were spread wide apart by his large frame, almost bending to an impossible angle. I couldn't believe my body could stretch that far.

I gripped the sheets tightly as my whole body trembled uncontrollably with every powerful thrust.

Then, a sharp sensation shot through my lower belly, and I screamed as I climaxed again.

The scorching heat from him filled me as he released, and I could hear his ragged breathing.

I lay there gasping as my mind went blurry.

When I regained a little strength, I tried to move my aching legs, but he only tightened his grip, holding me firmly in place.

"Please ... Enough." My voice was raspy.

Despite how much pleasure his size brought me, his stamina was overwhelming, and I didn't know how much more I could take.

Suddenly, something furry wrapped around my waist, making me cry out in surprise.

I looked up and met a pair of glowing green eyes-deep, intense, and commanding.

While feeling surprised, I thought I saw a pair of wolf ears on his head.

Wolf ears?

Before I could fully comprehend what was happening, the tail around my waist tightened, flipping me over so my back was to him.

"Who ... are you? Why are you-ah!"

My question was cut off by a deep thrust from behind, driving the breath out of me.

He penetrated me even deeper in this position.

I could barely think straight, but I tried to figure out who he was.

Werewolves were usually in human form until they shifted. Once they awaken, they can change between humans and wolves at will.

I had never seen a half-human, half-wolf form like this before.

It was said that only weak werewolves, like Rogues, who are malnourished and expelled from packs, can't control their shifts and get stuck in this form.

But there was also a legend that says when a werewolf's wolf is too powerful, it can wrest control of the body, leaving the werewolf in a permanent half-shifted state. These wolves were often from an ancient and rare species, and it's unclear if they even exist anymore.

"Ahh!"

A sudden pain in my chest brought me out of my thoughts. He seemed unhappy with my distraction, gripping my breasts firmly as he pounded harder. 

"Stop ... " I whimpered, unable to handle his strength.

I tried to crawl forward to escape, but each time I managed to move a little, his tail pulled me back, forcing me to endure even more intense thrusts.

I lost count of how many times his hot seed filled me. Just before I passed out from exhaustion, I thought I heard him whisper "mate" tenderly, and then everything went black.

The next morning, I woke up when the sunlight beamed onto my face.

Every movement sent sharp pain through my body, like I had been hit by a truck.

Being shocked by the pain, I threw the covers back and saw bruises all over me, especially on my thighs.

I realized that it wasn't a dream. I really had been intimate with a male werewolf last night!

Looking around the empty suite, I saw nothing but torn clothes scattered on the floor. The male werewolf was nowhere to be found.

I rubbed my temples, trying to recall what had happened.

Yesterday, I was working at the Bluemoon Pack's restaurant, where, as usual, the manager was scolding me for being too slow.

"Even though you're the daughter of Alpha, you're clumsier than the other wolves."

Another female wolf chimed in, "You're just a useless burden without a wolf. If you weren't Alpha's biological daughter, he wouldn't even acknowledge you."

Their words stung, but I kept cleaning the dishes without responding.

Being the eldest daughter of the Bluemoon Pack's Alpha meant nothing in my case. To them, I was little more than an Omega.

My father had once been bonded to my mother through an alliance marriage.

However, all of that changed when he met his true mate when I was four. He broke the mate bond with my Luna mother and exiled her from the pack.

I have a twin sister named Noelle Northcutt. Our mother intended to take us both away, but my father refused to let Noelle go, leaving me with her instead.

Although Noelle and I look exactly alike, she has always been stronger than me, picking up new skills much faster. It was clear that my father valued her potential and aimed to groom her as the future Alpha.

As for me, I was seen as the daughter he deemed worthless.

Eventually, I left the Bluemoon Pack with my mother and grew up in a remote, smaller pack.

It wasn't until I turned 16, when my mother passed away from an illness, that I returned to the Bluemoon Pack to find my Alpha father, as per my mother's wishes.

My father's expression was filled with contempt when he saw me.

If it weren't for my mother's death and my status as a minor, he wouldn't have taken me in at all.

The laws of the werewolf world dictate that parents must raise their underage children until adulthood, or they face legal consequences.

So, my father reluctantly accepted me back into the Bluemoon Pack.

Returning to my childhood home was a shock; everything had changed.

My father had built a new life with his destined mate, and they had a twelve-year-old daughter, living happily as a family of three. Meanwhile, I felt like an outsider.

I wanted to reconnect with my only familiar sibling, Noelle, but she was busy with her studies, focusing on various skills and etiquette. She rarely came home, leaving me awkwardly standing alone in this house that felt both familiar and foreign.

My Alpha father had a servant clear out a storage room for me to stay in, and after that, he completely ignored me.

My Luna stepmother treated me like I was invisible, providing no living expenses and instructing the Omega servants not to assist me in any way.

If I wanted to continue my education, I had to work hard to scrape together enough for tuition and living costs.

Due to the attitudes of my Alpha father and Luna stepmother, the pack members looked down on me.

Especially now that I had turned 18 without having awakened my wolf.

In the world of werewolves, strength is paramount, and the more powerful and intelligent a werewolf is, the sooner they awaken their wolf.

Noelle awakened her wolf at 14, so even though my father had a new daughter, he still prioritized her.

As for me, not having awakened by adulthood made me an anomaly.

Even the weakest Omega in the pack managed to awaken their wolf before reaching maturity.

Because of this, my Alpha father despised me even more, and the pack treated me with contempt, viewing me as the lowest Omega.

However, just now, I received a glimmer of hope!

I got an acceptance letter from the Werewolf Ivy League University!

This prestigious institution is the top university in the North Merstone Werewolf Continent, a symbol of wisdom and status!