He's the alpha king, my crush, my guardian. And he's 20 years older than me. ** "How old are you?" "T-Twenty," I bit my lower lip, stuttering on the lie. "I'm an adult." I trembled but turned my head, allowing him to drag his nose along my neck and breathe in my scent. I didn't know what I smelled like to him. Did I smell like I was lying? I held still. He shifted just a bit, seemingly retreating, and I flung my arms around his neck, holding him down. "Please, Alpha King," I said. My voice trembled even as I tried to sound sultry. "I'm... sure I can please you." "Do you know what happens when you lie to the Alpha King, little girl?" He knew. I should have known that he would know I wasn't twenty. "You seem so deliberate, but I'm not interested in your offer. How about we play a game?" "A-A game?" He narrowed his eyes and gave me a slow, cruel smile. "If you win, I'll grant you sanctuary." My eyes widened with a spark of hope. "But if you lose...."
I was warm when I opened my eyes. Though my body still ached, I wasn't dead. It wasn't the rain-wet pavement I expected, but a bedroom. I gasped at the sight around me. The room was beautiful.
The furniture was all made of sleek straight lines, but the quality of it all made it seem more modern than Spartan. I drew my hand across the sheets over me with wonder. They weren't silk, but they were the softest thing I had ever felt.
I'd made it. Instead of running me over, the limo bearing the symbol of the Full Moon Pack had stopped and brought me here.
I was at the alpha king's estate. I had to be.
"You're awake!" A woman's voice said, pulling me from my thoughts. She was dressed in a simple white button-up shirt, skirt, and a white apron. "I hope you're hungry."
My stomach growled as I caught the scent of meat from the tray.
"Where am I?"
I prayed to the moon goddess that I wasn't wrong.
"In the home of Alpha King Candido," she said, shaking out a napkin to put over my lap. She set a tray over my lap and loaded it with food. "Best eat quickly. He'll be done with his call soon and up to see you soon after."
I couldn't speak, but I picked up my fork and ate as the woman turned to leave. I couldn't remember the last time I had eaten. I devoured everything, almost crying with thanks for the alpha king's kindness and that I had made it.
My heart raced as I thought of the Alpha King.
What would happen to me now? The food was delicious and filling, but I couldn't focus on that. Rumor had it that Candido was a bloodthirsty and brutal dictator who killed his father and brother to become the Alpha King.
What was I going to do? The thought of meeting him was terrifying, but he was my only chance at freedom. I had to find a way to stay.
A knock sounded on the door, and a second later, the door swung open. The woman hustled in ahead of the large, handsome man in a three-piece suit. I said nothing as she darted to my bedside, cleared away the dishes, and pushed the cart out.
The door closed behind her, and I looked up at the man, searching for some hope that I could convince him. His expression was cold and aloof as he looked at me and approached the bed. He walked with the grace of an adult werewolf and maybe a little more. While he was handsome, his eyes were a beautiful shade of green that seemed to hold me captive.
His gaze dragged over I form swiftly as he crossed the room. I swallowed past my terror and got onto my knees. My limbs were shaky, but I crawled to the edge and fell to the floor at his feet. I didn't care how pathetic I looked. I was pathetic, and if it would help my case at all, I'd do anything.
"Alpha King, Your Majesty, I beg you to grant me sanctuary with your pack," I said, trembling.
"Why?" He asked. His voice was rich and deep but cold. It sent a chill through me.
"M-My father and stepmother plan to sell me to an old alpha of a pack for an alliance, but I have no reason to agree and no loyalty to my birth pack."
"Why is that my problem? Who are you?"
I clenched my fists in the plush softness of the rug beneath me.
"My name is Hedy. I'm the daughter of the current alpha of the Wolf Fang Pack and his previous wife." I closed my eyes, pushing down my emotions as I went on. "My stepmother and half-sister have bullied me my entire life because my mom died. My father doesn't care about me at all... He only sees me as a tool and a reminder he doesn't want."
My eyes burned. That had been one of the hardest parts of it all.
I looked up at Candido, meeting his gaze and letting him see how close to tears I was.
"I have nowhere else to go, Your Majesty."
His eyes seemed unmoved. His expression hadn't changed at all. Did he really not feel anything about my situation? The rumors seemed to be true. Tears sprung from my eyes, and I wracked my mind for something to offer, something to do. My stomach jolted as I dragged my gaze over him. He was a handsome man.
Hadn't I heard once that every man wanted a younger, inexperienced lover?
I clenched my jaw. My pride burned, but I knew to be sent away would just start the clock for when the Wolf Fang Pack's associates would find me and drag me back to my fate.
It was better to lay down my pride now by choice than have it ripped from me.
I pulled my dress over my head, shivering a little as the cool air wrapped around me, and fear made me more nervous.
"I'll do anything," I said. "Anything you want if you would just let me stay."
I knew this probably wasn't the first time he had been propositioned, but what other choice did I have? I had nothing else to offer him.
"How old are you?"
"T-Twenty," I bit my lower lip, stuttering on the lie and hoping he wouldn't call me on it. "I'm an adult."
His nostrils flared. I hoped that was a good thing even though his expression hadn't changed. I reached for the hooks of my bra as Candido grabbed me by my arm and lifted me off the ground. I swooned a bit as he hefted me onto the bed easily and pinned me down with the weight of his body.
I trembled but turned my head, allowing him to drag his nose along my neck and breathe in my scent. I didn't know what I smelled like to him. Did I smell good? Could he smell what that woman had done to me?
Did I smell like I was lying? I held still. He shifted just a bit, seemingly retreating, and I flung my arms around his neck, holding him down.
"Please, Alpha King," I said. My voice trembled even as I tried to sound sultry. "I'm... sure I can please you."
His lips twitched into a sneer. He pulled my arms from his neck and pulled back. His eyes flashed with his wolf. My heart lurched. I curled into a ball, bracing for him to strike me or yell at me.
I closed my eyes, too frightened to look up at him and see what expression was on his face now.
All I could hope was that he would kill me quickly if that's what he wanted.
Better dead than the fate that woman and my father had planned for me.
"Do you know what happens when you lie to the Alpha King, little girl?"
Bastien marries me only for duty. I reject him and leave for good by faking my death. Yet he goes crazy looking for me. He says he loves me when we meet again. No! I don't buy it. I can't let him steal my child! ** "She's not yours!" The front door was locked and deadbolted, but it only takes Bastien and his Betas a moment to break past those defenses. As Bastien towers in the doorway, his silver eyes glowing with barely contained fury, I realize it's all over. Everything I've worked for these past three years is already lost; every tear I've shed and sacrifice I've made has all been for nothing. I come to stand in front of my ex-husband. Goddess I’d forgotten how handsome he is; how tall. It doesn’t feel right to be so near him without our bodies touching; it takes all my strength not to reach out to him. “Hello Bastien.” Whatever he was expecting, it clearly wasn’t this. His silver eyes stop their hungry head-to-toe scan of my body, settling on my face and blinking in surprise. I can see the gears turning in his head, piecing together the puzzle of my presence here and replacing shock with confusion and anger. “Is that really all you have to say to me?” I cock my head to the side. “What would you have me say?” “I thought you were dead!” He barks, making my wolf tuck her tail between her legs. Unlike my wolf, I have more than enough bad memories and regrets to withstand his ire. “Oh I’m sorry, did my funeral get in the way of your wedding plans?”
"Cry, Mermaid!" a sharp lash sliced into my back, forcing a yelp from my lips. Screams and sobs surrounded me on all sides, but no one would save me. Strong hands caught me beneath my arms and yanked me from the water. It was time for Tail Cut. The operation lasted hours. I felt every last slice of their blades, every new tendon sewn into my muscles and nail hammered into my bones. I screamed. I begged. I begged for them to stop, for them to kill me, just ended the pain. --- I have a secret, I am a mermaid. I should live in the ocean, but my tail was cut and I only owned legs. After escaping to Asterion, I hid my identity. I thought I could finally live a peaceful life, until that day I met the famous bad boy, the future Alpha, Caspian. --- I felt a strange prickling on the back of my neck. I spun around just in time to see Caspian prowling towards me through the darkened wings, his blue eyes positively glowing. Sharp white teeth flashed as Caspian's lips unfurled into a lethal grin, "Hello Mate."
God forbid black and grey-furred werewolves walked amongst the others. As royals, the King and Queen had fur white as snow. The noblemen, their fur was either silver or gold. The commoner’s fur was red or brown. Then there was me, Deonna, fur as black as coal. Marlon Roessler was the most honored nobleman, master of the Roessler family, and the only one capable of competing with the King himself. He spent his life thinking that dark-furred wolves were uncleansed, uneducated, bottomless creatures. I was a dirtball wolf slave, and I was meant to be repulsed by him. Yet his wolf wouldn’t let him be disgusted; his wolf wanted me, as his MATE. God must want to kill me faster to make me his mate, especially we have sex after a drug accident. But after As the weeks went on, it seemed as though my relationship with Marlon has only grown more intense. He came into my room only to have sex again and again. A dirty black sex slave. That is what I am. Until he said, he was mesmerized by me.
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?