Semua Bab Once Rejected: A Slave To My Alpha Stepbrothers : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Veil.Today is my sixth anniversary with my mate, Alpha Ryder of the Ghostriver pack. However, instead of celebration, I’m wallowing in pain as I watch the scene before me.A scene I’m forced to watch with omegas holding me down like a prisoner and laughing at my misery.Ryder is on our matrimonial bed, making out with omegas.My cheeks drench with tears, and my wolf whines at the pain he’s causing us.“Ryder…please. Stop!!!” I cry, struggling for the omegas to release me.“Shut up, bitch!” Leila, his beta’s daughter, barks, sending her fist to my cheek. The slap stings so hard my vision blurs for a minute. “Didn’t the alpha instruct you not to speak!? Who do you think you are to defy him?”“She thinks she’s the Luna…” Another omega echoes beside Leila, laughter in her voice. “She doesn’t know she’s nothing but a mutt.”Ryder laughs at their words, continuing his actions with the omegas.I don’t understand why he’s doing this to me.I’ve been so supportive of Ryder ever since I abando

Veil.I cross the borders of the Moonbloom pack at the first peek of the sun and draw to a halt, bending to my knees.Exhaustion pulls through me from hours of running from Ryder’s men, and I gulp in a breath.I made it, thank goddess.A beat later, I rise back up, flitting my gaze around the pack that was once my home several years ago.I left thinking I was walking into the promise land Ryder promised me, but it all turned out to be lies.I was only his bait.It was during the night of Quin’s coronation, the son of Alpha’s Moon’s first Luna, that I eloped with Ryder. A very crucial night in the pack.Quin was my biggest bully right from high school. However, his bullying worsened when my mother agreed to marry Alpha Moon as his last wife.Alpha Moon was impotent; however, his desire to strengthen his lineage of alpha blood made him marry widows with alpha blood, my mother included. I never liked Quin because he made my life a living hell.The rest of the alpha’s stepsons, Rio and H

Rio.She’s back. My little moon.The rush of excitement that whooshed through me when I heard the news was unlike anything I’d felt before.Six years without seeing Veil, my little stepsister who turned my world around, was torture.She doesn’t know it. No one does, but Veil is my obsession. The only woman who brings forbidden thoughts to my mind.From the very moment I set my eyes on her in Halesbridge Academy, all petite with wavy chestnut hair and blue eyes that made my blood stir, I just knew she was mine.I claimed her long before she ever knew it. She lived in my dreams and fantasies, warping everything I once understood about love.She’s all I dreamt of having. All I dreamt of keeping.Back then in Halesbridge, I dropped subtle hints for her, clipped roses on her seat every morning and in her locker, I sent her love letters, I called her phone every morning with my burner phone without saying a word just to hear the soft sound of her breath.She was my future.Everyone in Hales

Veil. The splash of cold, stinky water hit my face, and with a gasp, I rise up from the bed. Bed? Realizing it's true that I'm actually on a bed, I dart a frantic look around me. How in the heavens did I end up here, or is the previous day a dream? I mean, I clearly remember being in a cellar with Quin. I remember his rough thrusts into me; the throbbing of my pussy is clear proof. He didn't kill me. My worst enemy didn't feast on my flesh. I bite my lip, unsure whether to feel relief or dread. As if that's not enough magic in one day, I'm suddenly back in my old bedroom in the pack house. The smell of dust wafts into my nostrils. Was it Quin who brought me here, or did I sleepwalk? This doesn't make sense. The barrage of thoughts spinning through my head hinders me from taking in the people in my room until another splash of cold, dirty water plummets on me again. I perceive the acrid scent of…urine. Disgust crawls up my throat, and I look up with anger and disbelief in

Veil. My breath hitches, and I gawk at Dr. Eliza. I wasn't expecting that question. It's been years. So long, I can't even remember. I try to respond, but the words can't seem to pour out of me. She clears her throat and arches a questioning brow at me. “I'm sorry if it's too sensitive to ask, but I pretty much want to know because this concerns your health.” She draws closer, my heart beginning to gallop in my chest. “When was the last time you had an intercourse with a proper um…orgasm?” Last night, that's the first answer that comes to my mind, but I very much know that what happened last night wasn't sex. Whatever Quin did to me last night was far from intercourse. It's shameful to admit that I haven't indulged in any sexual activity despite how much my nature as a wolf demands it. Just like water, sex is life. It keeps us together as well as our wolves. It boosts our strength. My silence is enough to answer the doctor. Her face falls, and with a sigh, she looks through