Mated to the Rogue Alpha
Jessa's POV:I dropped the fork on the plate, my hands trembling."Excuse me." I mumbled and stood up. I felt his eyes on me and I held my breath. "I have to go to the restroom."I did not wait for the Alpha or anyone to make fun of me anymore so I turned on my heel and left the table. The Alpha's eyes followed me as I ran, and tears were streaming down my face in shame.How could he do this?He's the Alpha. There's nothing we can do. My wolf howled and dropped her head in her little space.I shook my head and continued to make a beeline towards the restroom when I bumped into a wall.I stumbled back and looked up. The air knocked from my lungs, when our eyes connect.His blood red eyes stared into my soul and I stood there, gawking at him. What the hell is he doing here?The rogue Alpha, dressed as a waiter in black tux and white shirt, his once messy jet black hair pulled back neatly with a few strands falling betwSAVED BY MY ALPHA BULLYKING’S POVHer words hit me like a ton of bricks. My wolf howled in pain.“Reject you?”This human…“Yeah. I have read about it in a book on omegaverse. So, reject me.” she said like it was that simple.I stared at her for a moment, stuck between my confusion and disbelief.No woman ever dared to demand something of me, much less a rejection! Any woman who realized I am their mate would jump at the chance of becoming my mate, becoming my luna.For a human, she would turn into a werewolf as soon as I mark her. And she doesn’t want that?“What? The big, bad alpha is scared of rejection?” she laughed, making me glare at her, feeling frustrated yet at a loss for words.“Do not test me, human,” I stepped forward, glowering down at her.I saw her gulp and then step back until her back hit the wall behind her.“
SAVED BY MY ALPHA BULLYKING’S POV:“Are you f*cking stupid?” my wolf growls at me.“Relax, she doesn’t suspect anything,” I guess.“You just called her the name! And now she knows!”Ah, that one.I shrug, “I couldn’t help it.”“Besides, you’re the one who told me I shouldn’t resist the bond,” I said sarcastically.“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you can pull this shit and catch her off guard!” he growls.I groan.“Fine, maybe it wasn’t my best move.” I admit, rubbing a hand down my face.“You okay, bro?” Cole asks.I nod to him.“Have you noticed, though?”I hear them talking but I don’t bother to butt in. I’m not interested in their conversation especially when it came to women. They always talk about girls, how big their tits are, how they want to bury themselves between their ass cheeks spreading them apart.“I did, she got prettier.” Gary commented.I didn’t bother asking who. Not that I cared.“And that ass… damn. Did you see how it jiggled when she hit the floor?”My brow raised a
SAVED BY MY ALPHA BULLYPaige’s POV:His hands are all over me. His fingers tracing every curve of my body while his tongue licks up the side of my neck. His breathing is harsh, rough, as he handles my body and spins me around. I am shoved on my back and before I could look up at him, he spreads my legs apart and lifts me against him, burying his weapon deep inside me.I couldn’t see his face. Yet for some reason, my body is atuned to his like we have known one another for the longest time.He slowly sinks himself into my tight sheath, building friction until I am jumping up and down into his cock. With my back against the wall, I only needed to lean back while he drives upward. I gulp when his pace increased and I felt myself convulsing.“Oh my god!” my mouth drops into an ‘o’ shape, as I clutch onto his shirt. My hands gripping the fabric for dear life while everything around me blurs, white spots entering my vision.“Tell me you want to be fucked,” his voice sounded deep and husky,
PAIGE’S POVI must be crazy. Why does my body react to him in this way?I have never, not once in my entire life, did I feel this… urge. It’s strange. I am an upright woman. I have no interest in things like relate to intimacy whatsoever. Especially when everyone in your entire school is adamant on making your life miserable.So what changed?I could feel him moving, his fingers, lingering in places no one ever wandered before.Then I felt his fingers begin to stray lower, down my stomach, past my belly button, until he slipped underneath my panties. I bucked into him, but just before his fingers find what it’s looking for, I snatched his hand.“Stop,” I whispered, yet my voice came out more of a plea.“What’s wrong?” he asked huskily.“I… We shouldn’t do this,”“Hm.” He hummed, then leaned forward before I felt his tongue slowly lick up behind my ear, I shivered.“Why not?” he purred, and god, did the vibration made my knees shake.“I don’t know you,” I blurted.He stopped his finger
KING’S POVToday marks the 92nd day of the summer vacation. 92 days filled with my wolf’s nonstop whining and daydreaming about our fated mate.My head had been throbbing all night thanks to him.“Mate, mate, we’re going to see our mate,” Dante sang in my head.I sighed.“Will you snap out of it? We’re going to see her,” I groaned irritably. “But did we really have to come to school two hours early?” I growled, annoyed.My wolf nodded. “You’re right, we should see her right now,”He said in a eager voice, the exact opposite of mine when I say, “No. We will stay right here. I’m not going to turn into a creep and stalk her—”“Good idea,”In an instant, I felt my body arch forward as Dante forced the shift.“Wait, this is not—”Yet I had already shifted, running through the woods with my wolf in complete control. I had no choice but to hang back and wait for this nightmare to end. It had gotten worse through the years, what with Dante now being able to force the shift with only seeing th
SAVED BY MY ALPHA BULLYPaige’s POVGlasses, check.Books, check.Hair down, check.I took a deep breath, facing my small mirror beside my makeshift bed. Today is the first day I get to go back to university. After spending a year home-schooled to avoid a particular someone in the university, I decided to go back.In other words, it’s my first day in hell.“Paige, honey, are you ready?” my mom called out from the kitchen.“Coming, mom!” I ground my teeth and forced my feet to move. Walking out the door, I see my mother baking pancakes for breakfast.“Eat some before you leave,” she smiled. I shook my head.“I’ll eat at school, mom. Don’t worry,” I smiled to her and kissed her on the cheek, then left the house.I knew she was taking some of her pastries off to give me, but I wouldn’t want her to waste that extra profit. My mom is a baker, and I am in my third year of college at Easton Wolf University.My mom had worked her ass off day and night to get us into a new apartment after we g