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But seeing that same wristwatch I've fantasized about day and night on another man's wrist almost drives me nuts. Wait, why exactly is Allister Blackwaters here right now? What is he doing with a poor, desperate Omega? Desperate… That’s the word. Jess is desperate, and it seems her desperation to climb into a Pack’s top status is what fuels her to go straight for Alphas instead of men at the same level and rank with her. So, she left me, and immediately, she's jumping onto another Alpha bed? But this time around, it's not just any Alpha. It's the Lycan king!

I didn’t want to live like that before, and I especially don’t want to when the alpha treating me as a breeder is my fated mate. Fated mates are so rare that most don’t even believe they are real. Yet, here I am with a fated mate that wants nothing to do with me. I’m not sure what games the moon goddess is playing. Are we some kind of experiment, and if so, what the hell did I do to become her guinea pig? Alpha Valen, I understand. He has killed for sport, he’s killed because of war, and he’s killed threats to the pack. He’s ruthless, cruel, heartless, and selfish. I understand why the moon goddess would pick him for an experiment, but why me?

He was fast — faster than I expected — and he rolled us over, pinning me beneath his weight. His jaws clamped around my shoulder, pain exploding through me as his teeth sank deep. I snarled and kicked out, managing to throw him off, but blood dripped down my leg. He circled me, growling low and dangerous. “You think you can keep her from me?” his voice snarled through the Alpha link, raw with hatred. “She’s mine, Fredrick. My blood. My daughter. You’re a fool if you think she’ll ever truly belong to you.”

I shook my head when I heard her question. "I'm just looking for a friend to chat with," I replied, to which they responded with a bow. "Forgive us, Miss. The Levion family is not allowed to talk to the omegas," the girl replied, which made me unable to contain my curiosity. What was going on in this place? Why does everyone seem to have been compartmentalized by caste? And one more problem that kept nagging at my mind, they always called Mr. Levion Alpha Thomas and Mrs. Levion Luna Emilia.

I lean my head much closer, basically closing the small space between us, our lips just inches apart, eyes baring into each other's souls. “…or is it because you fear what you might do?” Her body stiffens and we remain in that position for what felt like an eternity until she finally replies, giving me something I wasn’t expecting. “No, It is not because I fear what I meant to do. But yes, it is because I fear the Alpha.” “Really?” She smirks. “But I don’t fear him for what he will do to me, I fear him for what he will do to you. If you find you here with me like this, he will probably have your head on his spike. Not caring that you are his brother.”

My chest rose and fell unevenly. I kissed, touched, and wanted her. And the worst best part was that I enjoyed every damned moment of it. I wanted more. I still wanted more. My entire body still throbbed with the memory of her warmth. But how could I, Alpha Dairus of Moonfang Pack, be craving for a cursed girl? The girl I rejected in front of everyone. A girl whose existence should have been beneath my attention? What kind of Alpha behaves like this?

The words sent an icy chill through my veins as realization crashed over me, violent and suffocating. This wasn’t just any alpha. This was him. The same Alpha King the entire realm feared and revered. The same Alpha King I loathed with every fiber of my being even when I've never seen him. The same Alpha King whose feet I was to clean throughout the Blood Moon Festival tonight like a worthless servant. My fingers dug into the damp earth beneath me as a bitter memory surfaced—two women gossiping, whispering in awe about how the king detested filth, how he tolerated no speck of dust around him.

His eyes widened and he stepped back. I walked towards him. “Alpha what’s wrong?” I scrunched my face as I held his hand. “You’re a wolf—I’m a wolf—“ He kept repeating that and I clenched my fist. This was her handwork. She had done something to him. She couldn’t kill him as if she did that,someone else will have to become the Alpha. She incapacitated him in order to keep him alive and useless. “Yes,you are the Alpha. You are the Alpha of Blsckburn pack and soon to be King. You have to get back your memories and get back your position!” I urged and he seemed to think about something for a while before he leaned in and claimed my lips with him.

“When it comes to me, I swear, Scarlett, you have fire.” A small smile spread my mouth. “I’m sorry.” He leaned away from me, a suggestive glint in his eyes and sly smile about his mouth. “Care to show me how sorry you are?” I gave him a playful stinky eye, coyness overwhelming me. “Not on your life.” He laughed and made to grab me, I deftly avoided him. “You’re so rotten to the core.” I laughingly accused, scrambling off the bed. Unfortunately, he had the unfair advantage as an Alpha wolf and stopped me from successfully getting off the bed.

Again, my pack drop to their knees to pay respect to her. “Wait. If she will be the Fated Alpha Queen – a Alpha of Alphas, what will that make you, Max?” Jessica asks. I suppose it’s a good question. “Erm, well, perhaps Luna Max?” I ask, unsure of the answer myself. “Basically, he will be Eve’s bitch,” Damian quips, speaking at the same time as I do. Earning himself a lot of laughs from the pack. I can’t help the laugh that escapes my lips at his words.