Semua Bab Too Late Mr. Alpha, I'm Famous: Bab 1 - Bab 4

-YEAR 1024- “STOP!!” A thunderous roar resounded in the air, shaking the entire ship for a moment as it sailed across the seemingly endless water around it. High in the sky was the bright full Moon, providing no warmth from the freezing night. “Come here!” the voice commanded. “I will not repeat myself, Omega.” It belonged to a man in his early thirties with a muscular build. His long hair was a mix of black and white, and his eyes glowed a dangerous crimson. They were fixed on a young lady putting on rags. The coldness of the sea made her skin very pale. Starvation had carved her cheeks into knife-edges. She was standing on the rail of the ship, staring at the vast blue depths beneath her. She had her hands fisted and her back turned to the man behind her. “Alpha Rex,” she whispered, slowly turning to Rex. “I don’t want to die.” Her threadbare dress fluttered like a surrender flag. When she finally looked at him, Rex’s breath caught. Tears gathered in her hazel eyes, thre

KIARA. Damon slammed a fist into my desk, leaving a dent. His eyes left Kaleb’s and turned to mine. Seeing him move forward, my heart skipped a beat. “Enjoy this while it lasts,” he spat. As he turned to leave, Kaleb's hand shot out, yanking him back by his collar. The fabric ripped. “I don’t care what the Alpha thinks,” Kaleb growled. “Kiara is my mate. Soon to be your Luna.” For that moment, I felt a sense of pride. Then Damon laughed. “Don’t kid yourself, Kaleb.” Damon reached for Kaleb’s hand and took it off his shirt. “This useless excuse for a werewolf can never be your mate or my Luna. Stop lying to yourselves.” He was right. I was always going to be a helpless, bullied, slave of the pack so long as I’m an Omega. It’s how things have been done in the pack, and the Alpha wasn’t bothered by it. Kaleb’s affection couldn’t change millennia of tradition. When the classroom door slammed behind Damon, Kaleb's hands framed my face. His thumbs brushed the tears I hadn't