After being kidnapped by and forced to marry the alpha who raided and massacred her whole pack, Denae Lark's life took a turn into a direction she didn't want to go. She was raped and abused, degraded and violated, but what made her situation all the more worse was the very fact that she was mated to her captor's son; Zaid. In a pack ruled by an alpha who treated his wives like chattels; mere possessions, she was to only stay true to him, but she found herself risking her life to meet up with his son. The temptation was like fire burning away at Denae's skin and she easily gave in, falling in love with the boy unconditionally... However, that unconditional love was not reciprocated, the only thing she received in return was betrayal and a death sentence. Caught between love and her life, Denae makes the choice to runaway and when she came back a month later, she was a different person; cold and astute even as she used her sword to kill her husband and her tongue to reject his son.
Denae glanced at the man she had loved for years, tears in her eyes as he rammed into her. Her body was pressed against the cold walls; naked, bare to the eyes of the darkness that surrounded them.
Out of all the ways she thought doom would reign over her life, this wasn't apart of them...this was far worse.
A father and a son...they both were alike, but despite loving this boy, he was worse. The mate bond between them seemed to mean nothing to him, but then again, why should it mean anything?
Denae's hand pressed against his chest, her thigh ~which he held open~ shaking like a leaf. "Slow down...Zaid."
"Slow down?" He grabbed her hand, pinning it against the wall. "Is that what you tell father when he's f*cking into you? Do you tell him to slow down too?"
"Zai~"
"Shut up! Shut that stupid mouth of yours before I stuff my c*ck in it. You wanted this...if you didn't, then you wouldn't have willingly spread your legs every time I call for you. You act like a wh*re, mother...how is it a sin to treat you like one?"
More tears dripped down Denae's cheeks as she looked away from him. He wasn't wrong, it was all true. She was a slut...a woman married to the heartless father and mated to the ruthless son...how did her life ever turn out like this?
No, the real question was 'why?'
Why did her life turn out like this?
Fate was so cruel to her...
She had been just 18 years old when she was taken from her pack's safe house and transferred to this one. She had been an alpha's daughter; a precious omega, but her title had died when Zaid's father had waged war against her pack and came out victorious.
He killed her father, her mother and most of the people she knew and then turned her into a trophy for it all.
But from the very day she came here; to this wretched pack, she had known that the heartless alpha's son was her mate. He was just a child; 9 years old, he hadn't known a thing about the bond they'd later share, but while suffering in a marriage she didn't want to be apart of, that smiling child gave her a glimpse of hope...
'Perhaps he could save her' she had many times thought...but now that he was grown, she found that he could, but he wouldn't...
He hated her guts, he thought she was filthy, but again, he wasn't wrong...She had been forced to sleep with his father multiple times, he had heard it, seen those filthy marks his father sometimes left on her skin, seen her kiss him, hug him...
It all must've been painful for him to watch. His stepmother, no, his dad's favorite wife was his mate. He must feel like he was being punished for a sin he didn't commit.
But even though he hated her, even though he treated her like a slut, the love in Denae's heart for him did not waver nor did it falter. He was a diamond in her eyes, a man that made her heart flutter every time he looked her way, a man whose words could unravel her, break her and then put her right back together.
Goddess...he meant so much to her...it didn't matter just how cold he was, what mattered was the fact that he wanted her enough to f*ck her...
Turning her face back towards him, Denae moaned; there was pleasure, there was pain and there was love in her eyes as she stared at him. "You can treat me however you want...I'll always be here for you, Zaid."
He glared at her, giving her one particularly hard thrust that had her crumbling against him. Her body shook as she came, but halfway through it, he let go of her hands and roughly grabbed onto her face...holding it in place as he spoke. "Shut up...you sound like the mother I never f*cking had."
He rammed into her again and continued to, throwing her into a sea of pleasure that kept suffocating her. "Z-Zaid...stop...I..." She gripped at his shoulders, using him as an anchor to keep her up. "I...I...oh goddess...!"
"See...I knew you liked it. Does father f*ck you like this too? Does he make you feel as good as I do?"
Denae shook her head. "N-No...goddess no...!"
He chuckled darkly, burying himself deep inside of her with a groan. "You are a f*cking liar..."
And then in suddenness, he pulled out, jerking his member as he came, the substance splattering against her bare skin.
As he climbed up his high, his eyes were staring so deep into hers; those beautiful hazel eyes and those full, red lips called out to her in ways she could barely explain.
She leaned in, but before her lips could even brush against his, he dropped her thigh and stepped back. "Don't. You're no better than the sluts I f*ck on a lonely night and I don't kiss them."
Denae attempted to step towards him but ended up crumbling to the floor instead. Her knees felt weak, in fact her whole body was weary. She stretched her hand out to him, but instead of taking it, Zaid turned his back to her. "Our session is now over, be careful not to let father catch my scent on you...I'll see you again whenever it's convenient."
And then, he picked up his clothes and walked away, leaving her shattered into many pieces against the cold floor; naked, weak and heartbroken.
More tears slipped from the corners of her eyes as she watched him go. It was painful, but she deserved it...
This was how a wh*re was supposed to be treated.
Reaching for her night gown that laid on the floor next to her, she looked towards one of the bathroom stalls, the one she'd use after their every session...She was the father's favorite wife and the son's convenient wh*re.
How much more pathetic could she ever get?
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"I'm sorry Quinn, but I; Jeovanni Lum rejects you; Quinn Felon as my mate. You're no longer Luna of this pack, nor are you my fated mate. Accept my rejection." His words awakened the pain within Quinn, and she fell to her knees, crying out when it became too much to bear...she didn't want to, but if she didn't accept his rejection, she'd die. "I...I Quinn Felon a-accepts your rejection...I am no longer Luna, nor am I your fated mate."It was hard to say the words because these words were never ones she thought she'd ever have to say... ~ Quinn Felon was at the very pique of happiness when her life started to crumble apart. Her mate whom she had spent three long and blissful years with suddenly didn't seem to love her anymore. He became distant and cold, and soon Quinn found the reason behind his change...it was because he was courting her sister...her sweet and innocent omega sister; Delilah. She had predicted that he'd choose Delilah, but what she hadn't foretold was being rejected and banished in front of the whole pack in the middle of her mate's and her sister's mating ceremony.
As ruthless as the devil, Zique Blud reigned above all the other alpha's. He was feared by most, looked up to by many and only a few had the courage to test him. He hated the weak, detested them with his whole heart, which was exactly why he crushed them...But crushing them ended up being the reason why he was cursed by the goddess... In ten years...he needed to find his mate or the thread around his heart would tighten until it killed him. _ Kiara Cole had been locked away from the world all her life, she was weak, without a wolf...thus why the alpha of the Silver Rain pack decided to isolate her from the world... At ten, she had watched him kill her parents and now at 19 years old, she finally got a wolf, only to find out that the man who had stolen half of her life, would be the man to spend the rest of it with her. # Dark Werewolf Romance#
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