You are about to take a bath when you feel an urgent mind link. You can try to ignore it, but that will only result in a headache. There are only a few that can force themselves into your mind. Your Alpha and Luna, of course; your fated partner and a lycan with royal blood.
You open your mind to receive the mind link and it turns out to be none other than Alpha Chase. “All of us must meet at the castle. The new so-called king called a meeting. Those who do not attend will be executed.'
Your mother burst into your room. "This is bad! How can he call a meeting during a heat wave?!"
“Mom, relax. I’m sure it’s over for now,” you try to calm her down.
“You need to bathe and be quick about it,” she urges, walking into your bathroom to get the water ready.
“There's no time,” you say, grabbing your favorite jacket, remembering that you'd left your tailored jacket in Henry's office.
“You smell like sex. You smell like a rogue. If you show up smelling like you do… who knows what will happen to you?” she exclaims, her voice panicked. She pushes you into the bathroom. "Hurry up. Your father and I will wait for you."
“Don't, I'll meet you there,” you tell her, closing the bathroom door.
You turn the faucet to stop the water. You are just about to feel the water when a mind link forces you to rush to the castle.
'Seriously,' you think as you pull on your skinny jeans, a crop top, and your favorite jacket. Halfway to your door, you changed your mind about your crop top. 'What the hell am I thinking?'
Yeah, what are you thinking?
You take off your jacket, followed by your crop top. You look around for a bra, 'screw it' you think, and grab a black t-shirt and pull it over your head, followed by your jacket.
You really should put on underwear. Trust me on this one.
You rush out as your Alpha's order pressure you to obey it.
‘Ok, ok, I’m on my way!’ you respond to his mind link.
“Honey, hurry up!” Your mother pleads in distress, showing you what she sees.
'Tell them to wait! I’m coming!’ you respond, taking off your clothes again and tying them up in a bundle before shifting so you can run faster. You grab your bundled clothes in your mouth, hating the fact that you had to bite your favorite jacket.
You see through their eyes that Alpha Chase is being held on his knees. They are about to behead him. Beside him, your father and a few others whose children have not yet arrived. They punish members of the same household for others, not at the meeting.
You storm through the doors and as you run to the main hall, following your mother's map in your head because you had never been to the castle, you shift and pull your clothes back on. You storm into the main hall, slamming open the double doors, making a noisy entrance, just in time for your father's turn.
"No! Take me instead!" you scream and jump forward, throwing your body over your father's.
"No!" your mother cried, but rogues holds her back.
All she has to do is use her royal authority, but will she put you in danger?
A rogue pulls you away from your father. You caught the scent of your fated mate and you look around despondently. 'Will they forgive me for being late when they realize I'm one of them?' you ask yourself. 'Am I one of them now?'
The rogues holding your father were once again ready to end his life.
"Stop," a voice with authority from the darkness made them release your father.
'Thank goodness,' your mother thought and rush over. She loves you with all her life and so did your father, but to tell you the truth, she was about to use all her cards to save him. Can you imagine what would have happened?
"One of you fated to our king. Make it easy for everyone and step forward,” demands one rogue.
'The king?' you think. “Ok, so at least he's not an actual king since I'm just an Omega and you can only mate with your own rank. Alpha Chase can then use his alpha authority. Crap, that's why they're going to kill him,' your mind is raising.
"All you unmated females, strip down to your underwear," comes the voice from the darkness, with authority.
You notice the women in your pack taking off their clothes.
You look at your mother, and mind link her. 'I fated with that man who took me earlier.'
'Strip! They can't know you have royal blood in you!'
'How will they know it was me? Royal blood?’ your thoughts raise back.
'He demanded them. Do you think they are stripping because they want to? You don't really feel his authority because you are his equal,' your mother mind links you.
“What are you saying?” you ask.
'It's a trick. If you don't strip, he'll know you're his fated mate. He might kill you for your royal blood,' your mother mind links you, her panicked eyes on you.
“Royal blood?” you ask again.
'Just start undressing, please. I will explain later,” she pleads.
'My mate,' thought the king, pleased at your appearance, but then you leave him disappointed as you took off your jacket and drop it on the floor.
‘I'm not wearing any underwear,’ you mind link your mother. By the time you took off your shirt, all the men from your pack have turned away as Alpha Chase ordered them with a mind link.
“Why are you all turning away? Did your king tell you too?” one of the rogues shouts.
“I asked them too,” you say, fearing they will kill Alpha Chase.
"And who do you think you are?" he asks, looking at your bare chest, licking his lips.
“I'm not wearing any underwear,” you say, dropping your skinny jeans and stepping out of them.
"Did you have a good time during the heat wave?" he asks because he can smell the sex on you.
“A very good time,” you respond, not at all afraid of him for some reason.
He catches a familiar scent on you, that of his king. He looks around in the dark and then back at you. “Have you no respect for your new king? Do you dare show up smelling like you do? Dressed like you are?” "I'm not dressed," you respond sarcastically, making everyone turn their heads toward the darkness as a chuckle comes from that direction. 'Did the king just laugh at my joke,' you think, wondering if he would kill you if he knew you are his fated mate. You felt your body react just at the thought of him inside you again. “Everyone must leave Alpha Chase and join me as your Alpha King,” comes the voice from the darkness. 'Don’t. This is another trick. If the two of us join him, he'll know immediately who we are,' your mother warns. 'What about dad?' You mind link her. 'He is not your biological father. Do you know your favorite bedtime story when you were a child?’ your mother mind link. ‘The previous king was my father?’ you ask, losing your complexion. “This one looks si
You wake up and take in your surroundings, wondering where you are. You touch your head and rub your forehead as if it would ease the headache you are experiencing. You don't recognize your surroundings.‘Where the hell am I?’ you wonder. "I have fated!" you say out loud to yourself, wondering for a moment if it was all just a horrible dream. You touch your collarbone and feel the scar your fated mate had left you.'Something's not right,' you think to yourself and get out of bed and walk over to the vanity mirror. You frown at the scar on your collarbone. “How has it been healed?” you examine it. The scar looks more like an old scar than one from the night before. With a frown on your face, you walk over to the door and find it locked."Hello?" you exclaim, slamming the door. After getting no response, you walk over to the curtains and pull them open. You are greeted with bright morning light and a door that led to a balcony.You find the door open and walk onto the balcony, not reco
The omega leaves you at the entrance of the sunroom and you notice king Makens and his family having breakfast. Around their table, you notice an open seat. You take a deep breath and proceed toward the royal table. ‘I thought the royal brothers all had red hair,’ you think to yourself, trying to justify not knowing what king Makens looked like. If you were not already fated, you would have found him extremely attractive, looking your age. His blond hair and piercing blue eyes are not enough to separate his looks from his brothers. They all had ginger hair and blue eyes except king Makens. You heard the stories that he take after his father and the rest of them after their mother that had red hair. “Good morning,” you greeted and took the vacant chair at the table. “Thank you for joining us,” King Makens said after everyone greeted her. The omega that left you at the door arrives at the table with a setting, followed by a tail of servers, holding dishes of food for you to select. Y
Dressed in a hoody and matching pants looking like you are going for a jog you sneak out of the room. You walk through the hallway trying your best to not draw attention to yourself, wondering if they forgot to place a spell on your room to prevent you from leaving. You catch the familiar scents of the lycan royals and turn around, taking a turn here and another, followed by another, and before you know it, you are lost. Or are you? You realise that you are in the vampire wing of the castle, the thick scent of the walking dead in the air. “Lost?” a voice started you. “What makes you think that?” you asked, putting on a brave face, but your shaky voice gives you away. “The fact that you are a lycan werewolf,” the vampire said with a smile on his face. “I, I- I am seeking advice from the vampire king,” you fall over your words as a plan forms in your mind. “Why not get your advice from the lycan king?” the vampire tease. “Stop toying with her,” you hear another voice that sends the
The time could not go by any slower, but finally, the hour came, and you eagerly wait for the vampire that the vampire king said will come for you. With every minute going by, you become more restless. ‘The sun has been down for almost an hour. Where the hell is the vampire?’ you ask and walked over to your patio, undressing. You just decided that you will take matters into your own hands and made your way over to the patio, undressing. You leaped off the patio and try to shift before you land on the ground with a thumb, hurting yourself. You cry in pain, unable to move.“You lycans have no patience,” the vampire scolded you, standing over you, looking down at you.You look at him, anger and pain on your face.“Drink from me, but don’t drink too much. I need all the energy I have for the trip,” he says, not sounding too happy about it, rolling up his sleeve.“No,” you say looking at him, refusing to drink from him. “Give me your shirt.”Seriously? You were naked in front of your fated
“Release them,” you try out your so-called royal authority and for a moment it seems to be working.“They are not prisoners,” the guard says and opens the gate that is not locked.“We are just waiting here. The rogue king has been kind to us for some reason,” Amore says.The guard comes to his senses and grabs you around your neck.“Let go of me,” you demand with force, and he lets go of you.“You guys have to get out of here. I don’t know what the rogue’s plan is but it can’t be good,” you say as the guard grabs you again and before you could get another word out, he squeezed the air from you, making you faint.When you came to it, your siblings were gone and so was the guard. You stood up and rattle the bars of the cell, finding yourself locked up. “Crap.”“Fancy seeing you here,” Davide’s voice rings in your ears.“What did you do with them?” you spat, holding onto the bars.“Nothing. For some reason they killed the guard and ran off,” Davide says not sounding to care much.“Where
Davide expects pain at the betrayal but relaxes into the enchantress kiss when the pain does not come.You lay paralysed to the core, silent tears running from your eyes as you watch them having wild sex.‘It is all my own fault. I should have stuck with the lycan king’s plan,’ you think, closing your eyes as you fight through the pain their pleasured filled moans bring you.“Open your eyes little wolf,” Davide says mid climax, but you refuse.With a swift movement of her hand, the enchantress places you under an obedient spell. “Always do as he says.”“Open your eyes,” Davide says again, and your eyes fling open against your will.Davide looks into your eyes, and you look into his cold bright eyes. You feel a tear escape and roll down your face as you sink back to the ground, keeping your eyes on him. For some reason, his beautiful eyes bring you some sort of comfort.“This is what you get for betraying me and trying to kill me,” he says without emotion while the enchantress is ridin
After taking out his frustrations on the enchantress, leaving her completely satisfied, Davide still feels restless and makes his way back to his office to tend to business.He walks past your unconscious body and turns back. He kneels down and gathers you in his arms, the scent of another man on you turning his stomach.“No,” he says out loud, willing himself to leave you there for the next man to have you. He was about to walk away when he remembers how you wrapped yourself around the guard, jealousy rising up in him. “No more sex for you, my little wolf,” he says, looking at your eyes that fluttered open at his touch. He grabs a hand full of your messy hair and drags your naked body toward his office. You find your feet halfway into his office. He lets go of your hair; some strands are still stuck to his hand as it pulls out of your head. Davide cleans his hand off his shirt before taking a seat. You stand, not sure what to do, waiting for an order.“What to do with you?” he asks o