Bernice’s POV
“I will ask again, are you going to disobey my orders?”
He seemed so confident that he knew my identity. All my work to disguise myself as an Alpha on his level would be ruined if he knew the truth. Even as confident as he sounded, I hoped that it was just because he was lustful and blissful after what we had just done.
“No, sir,” I say to him, keeping my tone low and as respectful as I can. “I’m not whom you think I am. I’m sorry for your disappointment…”
“Do you take me for an idiot?”
His voice was husky and sent an unfamiliar warmth through my body. My mind went back to moments ago and I shiver, feeling myself growing a little wet at the memory. I brush the thought from my mind before clearing my throat and speaking again.
“Do you honestly believe a lowly Omega like me, could possibly pose as an Alpha?” I ask, humor ringing in my voice.
I kept my voice friendly and lighthearted, just as an Omega should. There were certain traits of an Omega that I haven’t practiced since I was a little girl and was forced to take this medication to become an Alpha. Certain traits that I would have to remember if I wanted to convince Landry that I wasn’t actually the female Alpha.
“But thank you for your … excellence in that area, sir.”
This time I pitch my voice lower, smoky, tempting. I’ve heard enough dirty talk from other Alphas to know an Omega’s post-sex voice can be enough to drive an Alpha insane.
I hope Landry goes insane for a moment, so he can forget that he suspects my Alpha self to be a lie. I wet my lips and his eyes follow my tongue’s movement. When I speak again, I think I have him hooked.
“If that’ll be all, I think I’ll be leaving now…”
As I turn away from him, Landry seemed frozen. He wasn’t expecting me to still deny it; I could tell from the shock on his face that I had won this battle.
Suddenly, he smiled.
His voice became low and bewitched: “Maybe you aren’t the female Alpha…” he pauses for a moment as he assesses my body. “Oh, little she-wolf. Do you have to leave so soon, though? I was just getting started.” My breath got caught in my throat. “I could please you so much better. Would you like that?
My features became warm, but this time it wasn’t because I was in heat. This was humiliating. And it seemed he was determined to make me look like a fool. All I could think about at that moment was kicking him just as I would in training. But then he would definitely know that it was me.
I had to keep the persona of an omega female wolf who has just ended her estrus. I need to be more like an omega she-wolf to throw him off my trial.
“Perhaps if we meet again,” I say with a coy smile.
There’s no way I’ll ever run into him in heat again. I was careless tonight, but it won’t happen again.
“You sure?” He asked with his own smirk; a smirk that caused my stomach to form into a tight knot. I wasn’t prepared for such a feeling.
“I’m sure,” I say in return. I smile at him again and added in the most relaxed and natural Omega tone, “Goodbye. May the goddess bless you.”
I leave before another word is said.
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Landry’s POV
That lying bitch!
Landry growls annoyingly as the Omega, as Bernice, walks further into the forest, disappearing from his sight.
She seemed proper, and so put together. No Omega could sound so alert so soon after such an intense climax like that. She was trying to distract him with her gorgeous eyes and intoxicating scent, but it didn’t work. He was the Alpha King, not some pathetic rogue wolf, mindless and in search of a warm body.
He could handle an Omega just as easily as he could handle a vampire. And she knows this, so, why does she run from him? Did she really think he wouldn’t ever find out?
She had gambled and she had lost. Instead of owning up to her betrayals, she runs from him. It was infuriating and Landry would make sure he got his revenge.
The scent of strawberry milk lingers in the air, long after the omega had taken off and Landry breathes it in greedily. There was no mistaking that this was in fact an omega, not an Alpha. But how is she able to disguise herself as an Alpha so easily? She has been parading around and commanding the respect that she is not owed.
Secrets were dangerous in war times like this, and it was clear to him now that the female Alpha was holding a large secret. For the good of his kind, he made a vow to himself that he was going to do whatever it took to find out what she was hiding.
His eye catches the pink strawberry panties still on the ground. It is clear the fake Alpha could not wear them again, as they were violently torn. He picks them up, pressing them to his face for a long moment before sticking them in his pocket, mind made up.
He mindlinks his Beta.
After years of war and fighting, Landry knows about spies and will not rest until he finds out if Bernice is one. There have been spies in the wolves, vampires, and bears. They can be anywhere. Though, he had to admit, that it pained him to think that his strongest, and best ally could be working against him.
“Look into Bernice, the Alpha she-wolf of Sunset Pack. I need to know everything about her. Leave nothing out.”
“Yes, Alpha. I will do it immediately.”
Landry sniffs the air again, locating the Omega’s sweet scent immediately, and a smirk crosses his face as he feels a stirring in his groin. He feels his blood run hot.
Oh yes.
It was odd for him to be thinking about Bernice in such a way. For a long time, she has been nothing more than a fighting companion. Her snow-white wolf is strong and brave. But it was only a lie. She’s a strawberry milk-flavored omega and he will never forget that fact. All her Alpha accomplishments fade to the back of his mind, replaced by the way she sounded when she climaxed.
He grows restless as he stands, picturing the Omega in the moonlight, naked and shameless. He feels himself harden slightly and his smirk grows. It will be fun to expose the liar…and he’ll love every moment of it.
He can’t wait to touch, grab, make her writhe, and scream all over again.
“I’m not going to let you go this easily, Bernice, you Omega bitch.”
Bernice’s POV “You’ve returned home,” my father says as I walk through the front door of our Alpha home in Sunset Pack. As he spoke, he sounded bored. Uninterested that I had returned. I couldn’t remember the last time my father and his wife, my stepmother, cared about me. They only cared about what I could provide for them. I have been taking drugs since I was 12, which will kill me when I turn 25, per my father’s orders, just so I can be the Alpha of our pack until my brother is of age. I was born out of wedlock between my father, an Alpha, and my mother, another lowly omega. Though I have noble white fur, I was born an Omega, destined to bring shame to my family. I grew up with several older Alpha brothers, all of whom have died in battle. My only brother left, is my little brother, Caleb. He is 15 years old, and in one year, he will be the right age to take over as Alpha. That is the year I will die. My purpose, according to my family, is to make sure Caleb is ready to become
Bernice's POV Tears threaten my eyes as I watch the last Alpha leave the conference room. It was only Landry and me; his hands still between my thighs, making circular motions around my clit. I held onto the table with dear life, praying that this torment will soon be over. But as Landry looks at me and speaks in a low and threatening tone, “I believe you owe me something,” I knew it was far from over. “I don’t know what you’re talking about…” I say to him, trying to keep my tone as neutral as I can. I couldn’t let him know that I was the omega. I was an Alpha now and I had to act like it. But it was so hard when I was getting so wet. “Don’t play stupid, Bernice,” he says, standing and pulling me along with him. “I know just how badly you want it.” …Damn it. He could see right through me; he was right. At that moment, I wanted him so badly. His beautiful piercing eyes fixated on my face; pupils glowing golden as they always do with captive traitors. That’s what I was to him. A
Bernice’s POV Landry’s cock was buried in me. The knocking outside the conference door, caused my entire body to freeze. I looked up at Landry, whose brows were furrowed together as the Alpha outside the door spoke. “What is it? You can speak to me from where you are,” Landry says loud enough for the Alpha to hear him. My eyes widen and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe. I thought the interruption of the Alpha would have saved me, but it appeared to be a game to the Alpha King. He was more determined to torment me than he was before. He began to thrust himself harder into me and I had to hold onto the table for leverage as his massive cock filled me. Having sex with Alpha King Landry. I would never have believed it a month ago. But it happened. Or happening, rather… Is this fate? Oh, goddess… could he be my antidote? No. I couldn’t give into him. Not like this. It was just too humiliating. “Stop crying, Bernice. It’s not like you’re being tortured.” Julia laughed in my
Landry’s POV“Your injuries could be fatal if left untreated,” Landry says, narrowing his eyes at her.“It doesn’t matter,” she murmurs, closing her eyes again. “A doctor can’t help me. It would be useless.”To Landry, she wasn’t making any sense. He saw tears escaping her closed eyelids; she kept her grip on his arm, though it was weak. He had never seen Bernice look so helpless and weak before. This wasn’t the same comrade he has come to know and fought alongside for all those years. She was just a simple Omega, weak and fragile.And injured.He sighed, annoyed with her stubbornness.“Okay,” he finally says after a pause. “No doctors. But at least let me take a look at it.”She says nothing as she remained lifeless on the table. The only indication of life was the movements of her chest with each breath she took. He decides to take her to his palace where he could safely examine her without interruption. He doesn’t want to put her uniform on over such wounds, nor would it fit witho
Jessie’s POV To Jessie’s shock, her brother’s palace is incredibly heavily-guarded. So much so that the guards will not even permit her to enter. She cannot believe it. “But I am the Alpha King’s sister!” she argues. “The most honored princess of the Wolf Clan!”Her words have no effect on the guards, frustrating her. They simply stand before the doors, blocking entrance to her and her maids.“Let me in!” she tries again, and one of the guards gives her an apologetic look.“I’m sorry, Princess, but this is an order from the Alpha King.”That just intrigues Jessie’s curiosity even more. She looks at her maids, thinking for a long moment, before beckoning them to the side, out of sight of the guards. She leans in close, whispering to be sure they aren’t overheard.“I need you to pretend to be me, and I’ll pretend to be you,” she directs her similar-looking maid. “You must pretend to faint, and I will sneak in dressed as you.”“Yes, Your Highness,” the maid replies. “That i
Landry POV Bernice doesn’t answer Landry’s threat, just stays sitting on the bed, lips together, looking at him like she has something to hide. She must have something to hide, or she’d explain herself. Landry’s blood boils. He does not like this newfound distance between them. After all, they’d once fought side by side on the battlefield! “Have you lied to me all this time?” he spits out, and is gratified when she flinches the smallest bit. “All our time fighting together, killing the enemy, living and dying – all a lie?” Bernice still does not answer. Landry snarls and paces in front of her, fury growing every time he sees her carefully blank face. “We trusted each other with our lives! We had each other’s backs! Tell me, tell me now. Which part was a lie?” Bernice takes a slow breath. When she speaks, it’s slow and measured, only serving to infuriate the Alpha King more. “I am touched,” she says. “But I don’t have an answer. Think wh
Jessie’s POV “These are perfect,” Jessie declares, selecting some of her finest jewels. She carefully wraps them up and sets them inside the bag she will send to her brother’s new Omega – Denise was her name, Jessie thinks. Such a beautiful Omega deserves beautiful jewels. “Yes, Your Highness,” her maid says. It’s the same maid that had helped Jessie create a diversion by pretending to faint, and Jessie feels very grateful to her. After all, without her, she would have never seen her brother’s Omega! “It’s strange,” Jessie says to her maid, tying the bag shut and handing it to an errand boy, who carries it off. “I could have sworn I’ve seen Denise before…” Her maid looks up at that, a strange look on her face, but Jessie hardly notices, so deep in her thoughts. “It was the look in her eyes…I’ve met an Alpha with those eyes before, although in wolf form. So familiar, with gorgeous snow-white fur. But that can’t be the same person as Denise, right?”
Bernice POVThe knife cuts through the air straight towards me. I struggle in my bonds, twisting enough so that the knife plunges into my shoulder instead of my chest. Pain explodes in my body and I clamp my mouth shut against a scream – I will not show weakness.There’s a snarl from the doorway – I turn my head and see Landry, standing tall and imposing, shoulders back and hands in fists, eyes narrowed at the assassin. His eyes betray how close his wolf is to the surface. He looks nearly dangerous.As the assassin draws back to try and stab me again, I catch her scent. It’s definitely a female, and there’s a familiar edge to her smell, one I remember smelling just hours ago.It’s not the natural scent of the killer, as assassins always mask their natural scent, to hide who they are. But the scents are sweet and floral, very girly and innocent, and I realize I have smelled them before.On Jessie! The assassin carrie’s Jessie’s scent with them, they must have been around Jessie just re