Warning:18+ Do you want me to kiss or fuck you?" He asked pissing me off. "Do I look that desperate as to open my legs for you?" I fired back then held my breath when his eyes began switching from his usual color to a dark red. "You have a sweet tempting mouth. There are a lot of things I could shove in, that includes your soon to be favorite toy, do you know what that is?" He asked while moving closer. I wanted to move backward but my legs were stuck to the ground. "Do you know what your favorite toy will be?"He asked again in a low growl. "No," I answered in a sharp breath. He grabbed my hand and pressed it on his hard cock. "This, if you continue acting all smart with your mouth, you will get this shoved into your mouth." He warned as I quickly pulled back my hand back with a rapid beating heart. "I love how virgins react when they are being teased, can you now get the f**k out of my office." He demanded. I quickly looked around and noticed that I really was in his office. I turned and I was about to leave when he held my hand tightly. The tiggles that erupted between us made me feel so good and had me swallowing a moan. A cold shiver spread throughout my body and my nipples instantly hardened. Each time I shifted they pressed against my Cotton blouse making me swallow hard. "Are you seriously aroused right now?" He asked huskily. "No," I quickly denied. He leaned in closing the space between us and brushed his nose against my nape. "Shameless." He whispered in a soft purr.
Mia's p.o.v
Have you ever thought what one's life would be if their fate wasn't decided by the moon goddess?. Everything would be very different, one would get the chance to decide what path to take and who to love. Sadly that wasn't the case for me. My fate was already sealed the day I was born a Werewolf.
I was born as an omega.
An omega who was below the high ups and never to look them in the eye or answer them back unless ordered to.
An omega whose purpose was to serve and please them as they wanted, whose duty was to spread my legs for the alpha and let him breed me as he saw fit, until I could produce him pups as many as he wanted. Only then would I be given the freedom I longed for.
That was an omega's fate in our pack.
The stupid rule was created by our ancestor. According to legend, the asshole did that because he saw how omegas were very submissive and fertile. He noticed how Alphas became calmer and possessive over omegas, he figured that alpha with an omega was much prosperous than one without. In order for the pack to flourish quickly and steadily, he then established this rule that the omega should serve the alpha to give birth to an heir.
To follow it, every time an alpha stepped down to let his son take over the pack, the elders gave the new alpha a chance to choose one omega among all of them who could be his Luna and stand by his side. But that didn't mean it was his mate, no. Although we got to have a mate, it didn't apply to an alpha and omega, because immediately an alpha chose an omega, they both were directly meant to reject their original mates to fulfill the rule of the pack.
After the alpha chose an omega who pleased his heart, the beta was then given a chance to choose too, but his rule was different. A beta was allowed to either choose an omega or refuse unlike an alpha.
After the night of the choosing was over, the alpha then went in his Chamber's to breed the omega until she got pregnant or he allowed her to leave the room, then the omega lived her days serving the alpha until her use was done and he granted her freedom after baring his pups.
The rule went on from generation to generation until an incident that happened five years ago. Our pack was ambushed by the twin alphas.
There was no pack that hadn't heard about them, Brandon and Landon.
The tormentors of territories and Slayer of all lives, as much as their names sounded so fake, they were very real.
They slaughtered our Alpha, beta, warriors, and most of our men who were above the age of twenty. Then they later demanded we kneel and pledge our loyalty to them.
We saw how they killed without remorse or hesitation and we weren't that strong to even try and fight them off, so we did what everyone in their right mind would do. We all knelt down and pledged our loyalty to them, by then I was only twelve years old and my heart was filled with anger and rage towards them.
Because amongst the pack members they killed was my father who I loved so much and cherished. My mother died while giving birth to me so I was only left with him, he showed me what love felt like and gave me all I could ask for. To me, he was all I had and I was so happy, never in my life had I ever thought of running away or killing myself.
But the day the twins took over I attempted that more than once. I was severely punished, for a week I was locked up in a dark place with no food and water. I was chained to a silver chain that was very painful for any Werewolf.
After that near to death experience, I stopped trying to run or hurt myself.
I chose to live in the hell hall everyone in my territory called home, but I knew that deep down everyone wasn't that happy.
The twins were the most talked about alphas in all the lands, who by the age of fifteen earned their first nickname as twin Lucifer's.
The twins weren't always like that according to a few remianing pack elders that rarely talked about them in fear.
There was an incident that happened years ago, that's what made them turn into the worst alphas in all history of Werewolves.
Despite being cold and dangerous, there were a few she-wolves that tried to seduce them, sadly they ended up dead or injured. Many began thinking they were gay and I too began to think they were right, because five years had gone by and they still had no Luna, breeder or mate. They cared less about what our pack members gossiped, and in those five years no one had ever seen them with a woman either in bed or their office.
The twins were the most handsome men in our pack, very quiet, hard-working, intelligent but also very ruthless, dangerous and unapologetic.
I did my best to stay away from them and any high up, but it was getting hard because a week ago the twin alphas ordered our elders to resume with the original rules, culture and life of our pack. That meant the choosing of an omega was going to be held sooner or later.
A lot of thoughts were going through my mind.
"Why were they now resuming our pack rule and culture after years? Was it because they wanted to have a pup, or were they tired of the rumors going around?"
No one knew, all I knew was that my eighteenth birthday was in a week. If I was going to find my mate, I was going to plead with him to run away with me. Because of the mate bond we would share, I was so certain he was going to agree with my request, after all, no one wanted to hurt their mate no matter what.
I stood from my small bed and went to the window with a soft sigh.
My birthday wish was to be mated to a warrior. I didn't want it to be a delta or beta because I had seen the way they acted around a mate and it wasn't all roses and snow.
It was mostly thorns and broken glasses.
~ ALPHA IAN ~ I have a sexy wife who I let everyone f**k, I feel nothing for her, to me she's my means of release and pride. My pack not only shares everything, they share everyone. Conquering packs for fun is our hobby. To us there is no such thing as a mate, because of the curse that the moon goddess bestowed upon us. But ever since I conquered the blood moon pack, I'm beginning to wonder what I feel for the filthy runt of the pack. I want no one to touch her. And what's worse is that I want to spread her legs apart and thrust my c**k into her tight, sweet p***y violently just so I could satisfy my urge and desires.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"