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It all ended the day she was killed. The thought made me hang limp, subconsciously calculating and charting what the future had in store for me. I would be heavily punished if I ever had this woman. Omegas were seen as whores. And it would be an insult to my pride if I ever mated her …………………………….. “ I’m so sorry girl. You’ve always been the one watching, so I thought you were watching.” the young Beta yelled at her other kind. She turned to me and flashed me an adorable smile, completely concealing the outburst “What do you need Alpha?”

I ran a hand over my face, frustrated. “A – A – Alpha,” he stammered, his lips shaking so badly he could barely speak, “I’m sorry, I can’t! Please, Alpha, just kill me. I’m straight too. I can’t satisfy you. Or, if you give me just five minutes, I can catch a gay wolf for you! Any of them would be lucky to have you!” “Jesus Christ, what are you thinking? S, just look. I want you to see the birthmark there.”

Warning: Beast/human form sexual relations 'I fucking asked you to run. Hide, little wolf.' He communicated to me again, his voice deeper, his aura more chilling. But hell, his wolf was damn beautiful. Huge and gigantic with grey and black furs complementing dark hazel eyes. His prance was all predatorial, like a dark dangerous panther charging towards me. 'Get the fuck away from here, Aria!' The growl was angrier now, more intimidating, spreading those high Alpha pheromones that threatened to make me dizzy and sleep...

The people’s Alpha, his crush. His wolf is the most respected in this world and he is mounting a low life like him, taking pleasure from him. He can give pleasure, that is his nature, this is what he was made for. He relaxes totally, letting the Alpha thrust into him however he wants as he receives it, meeting his pace. “You like it?” Amir mocks. “Yes,yes I do, Alpha.” Amir reigns in Petal’s answer and lets his claws sink into his skin, ripping his flesh apart, enjoying how his warm blood colors his claws. He drags his claws down to Petal ass and spanks him, kneading his skin.

That sound did things to me I didn’t know how to name. “…Can’t believe Alpha actually married her,” a voice slurred behind me. One of the young wolves, new to my circle. Choi, or maybe Park. Didn’t matter. “The Omega he hates the most.” I didn’t turn around. Not yet. That would be too easy. There was a pause—a rustle of glass on wood, the lazy shuffle of boots on expensive carpet. Then the other one, voice thick with lust and cruel curiosity: “But she’s so fucking beautiful. You should see her when she’s not crying, Min. All that soft skin—those lips. Like a doll. Or a saint you want to destroy.”

"Do you know who Issa's wolf is?" "He is Iran, the most powerful wolf we have faced. There are songs of Iran in the scrolls of the olden days. Iran is the definition of a mad beast. He is the most powerful wolf in history, passed down from the greatest alphas. And now, that same wolf resides in Issa's body."

I know father would never in his right senses agree to this absurd ides The main doors open, and Alpha Leo's scent fills the room. Eww! Aged whiskey and dominant Alpha energy, with that underlying rot that makes my nose wrinkle. But I keep my face carefully pleasant. He may be disgusting, but he is a necessary part of our plan. The way he looks at Alora with those horny eyes? Ah it makes my wolf dance with cruel satisfaction. Let him have her - she deserves everything she is about to get. Let him slam her head into concrete when he fucks her

But my wolf was massive, feral, and utterly devoted to the Alpha pinning us to the bed. "Please, Lord Riven," my purple-eyed wolf begged, my hips aggressively arching up to grind against his heavy bulge. "Ruin me. Ruin me like your slut. I need it. Please. Use me. I need your cock. I need it so bad. Please don’t stop…”

A rogue. The wolf is huge, but it is a skeleton covered in matted, filthy fur. It snarls, a wet, rattling sound, and begins to circle her. It’s hungry, and it scents the "Alpha’s Mark" on her—the invisible brand Alaric’s touch left on her soul. To this beast, she is the ultimate prize. Juniper’s heart slams against her ribs. Don't run, she tells herself, echoing Torin’s training. Prey runs. Predators fight.

The gray-eyed man turned his attention toward me now. His gaze swept over me carefully, from my worn clothes to the bruises still fading along my arm. His expression darkened. “She’s an omega,” he said. “Yes.” “And wolfless.” Kael didn’t answer that part. The silence stretched. The man studied him carefully before speaking again. “Alpha… this doesn’t make sense.” Kael’s silver eyes flickered briefly toward me before returning to his Beta. “She crossed into our territory tonight,” he said. “By accident?” “No.”