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"W-what do you want?"
"It's the full moon," he turned to me, "and I noticed that you didn't come to my chambers so I came to see why."
"I just got back from work and I'm exhausted," I said, my gaze fixed on him.
Derek started to get off my bed and walk to me. Each step he made fueled up disgust in my system, I felt like charging at him and snuffing life out of him, but I relaxed, knowing it was impossible. An Omega like me had no strength compared to a wolf of the Alpha bloodline.
Derek would kill before I even made a threatening move at him.
He pointed at my luggage, "why is that packed?" He asked.
"I don't think that should be any of your business."
"Lousy bitch," He mumbled with a scoff, "let me guess, this is probably ready because on your twentieth birthday tomorrow, you plan to escape from here?"
Instantly, a cold shiver ran down my spine, and soon, my entire body started to quiver.
Derek smirked, noting my body response.
"I see you really believed that a wolf like you can successfully leave the pack when you turn twenty, didn't you?" He further teased.
My mouth constantly opened and closed but my vocals couldn't produce any sound. Again, he enjoyed my state of uncertainty.
Who would have expected that this inhuman monster was my destined mate from the moon goddess?
It's been two years already but the memory was still very fresh in my head.
It was my eighteenth birthday and under the rare crescent moon, Derek and I located each other as partners. This same wolf who had just brutally murdered my only friend and discarded my pleadings turned out to be my mate.
Of course, he rejected me in an instant, and I, not willing to be linked with someone so cruel, accepted his rejection without hesitation. Since then, I bore and endured the agonizing pain of a broken partnership.
Despite that, I didn't regret my decision. I would rather bear a pain ten times stronger than be mated to a person like Derek.
He was my abuser and I couldn't produce one good memory that I had with him.
Right from childhood, Derek bullied and tortured me. Not for once, did he ever treat me like a living thing.
Before Derek got to me, I stepped away from him.
"I can't do anything for you tonight, I'm exhausted and need to rest. Please, leave my room."
Derek's face hardened, "you can't leave here, Ellen," he revealed, "I mean you can but I will never allow it. You will never be able to escape from here."
"And who are you to decide that? I should be able to make that decision for myself once I turn twenty."
I tried to sound confident but I could already tell that I failed because Derek immediately burst into a peal of mockery laughter.
"You're different from other wolves, the law is different for a wolf like you. Also, in a few hours from now, I will be crowned Alpha. Do you think the law will remain the same? You think a wolf like you will be free?"
I blinked rapidly, fighting back my tears.
"If you hate me so much, why do you want me to stay?"
"Because I want to ensure that you suffer, I want to see you in pain, Ellen. It gladdens me. Also," he paused, reached and easily grabbed my arm, pulling me closer to himself. He forced my palm open and placed it on his already stiff and hard cock. "I need someone to fuck when I am bored and please me in every way, whenever I desire. And you are that pleasure toy, Omega."
I swallowed an invisible lump, staring up at his towering height. Even though I was an Omega and considered the weakest wolf, Derek never ceased to come to me to satisfy his sexual hunger, especially on nights with full moons. In times like this, he was senselessly aroused and would for some reason leave his girlfriend, Mira, and seek my satisfaction.
Regardless, I tried to wriggle out of his grip but he was much stronger as expected, he held me closer until our bodies were contacted and forced his lips on mine. I pursed my lips and one hard pinch on my side, easily gave him the entrance he sought. His saliva mixed with mine and he pushed it down my throat, choking me for a second.
I detested the feel of his tongue in my mouth, the roaming, the mixture of our wastes. The fact that he just murdered my best friend, made it even more disgusting. It ruined my emotions recalling Natalie's cry for help and my inability to help her. Yet, this same man had his hands on my body, seeking satisfaction from me when I was mourning.
I struggled when I felt Derek's large hand making its way under my skirt and caressing my thigh, his breathing all over my neck.
His lips smeared wet kisses on my neck, up to my jaw and paused there to suck on my skin. His weird way of forceful pleasure sparked my disgust.
He tilted my head to look at him, his red eyes filled with lust and ecstacy.
I kept my legs tight, but once again, his moves overpowered mine. His hand parted my legs roughly and his finger found its way up to my core, he pushed my underwear to the side and inserted his finger, his thumb caressing the walls of my womanhood.
"You belong to me," he gruffed in pleasure, the caress growing into an intense rub "all of you."
"Derek.." my breath hitched, tears strolling down my face.
"Your struggles excite me," he bent and whispered into my ear, sucking on my earlobe for a few seconds. He withdrew his finger from under me and plunged it into his mouth.
I bit my lips hard in disgust, forcing back any sexual reaction to his roughness.
His other palm left me to get rid of his pants and I took the opportunity to pull away from him, reaching for the door.
A flash of anger crossed his eyes as he found me, his hard erection forcing its way out of his pants.
"How dare you," he grumbled, his gaze darkened with anger. It was the farthest I've gone to get away from him and my first negative reaction to his touch in a while.
I knew it was helpless struggling with him but I couldn't give in to him too, it was hard doing it without thinking of Natalie. All I wanted to do was mourn her.
"I can't serve you as you desire tonight.. my body finds it hard to please you." I said with heavy breaths. "You took Natalie away from me, now you're not going to let me mourn her?"
Derek appeared stunned by my guts.
"How can you want something that disgusts you so much? Why won't you just leave me alone for once?" I lashed at him as tears strolled down my cheeks.
"All I want to do right now is mourn my friend that you killed! So, just for tonight, let Mira attend to your wants. I'm too weak right now to give you the satisfaction you seek."
"Are you dictating to me whom to fuck and whom not to?" He arched his brows dangerously at me, his hand massaging his erection.
"No, I'm just saying--
He jerked me with an arm and yanked me to the bed before guarding me with his weight. Forcefully, he tore off my underwear, parted my legs, and began loosing the buttons of my blouse.
I jammed my thigh shut with the last ounce of strength left in me.
His other hand fondled my breasts from the fabric as I clung to it, unwilling to let him undress me. He glared at me, realizing that I was bent on not letting him have me.
At the same time, the emergency bell rang, stopping him for a moment.
Derek raised his hand to hit me but I kept my fists firmly on my clothes, unshaken while awaiting the worse. He was utterly stunned by my guts and he wasn't even hiding it, I was more shocked.
This was not my usual struggle.
He started to tear off my blouse but stopped when the bell jingled even louder. He yelled in anger, and buckled his pants, seething. As though not ready to bear with my obstinance, he glared down at me.
"With your tears, you will beg me for this night. To fuck you mercilessly but I will only watch you suffer. You will regret refusing me this night. Mark my words, Omega!"
And with that, he stomped out of my room.
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I confirmed Derek's absence before dashing towards my luggage. Wiping the beads of sweat gathered on my forehead, I noticed the zip was undone and the padlock broken, lying beside the luggage. Panic set in my belly pit as I stretched open the bag and examined the content- the few clothes I owned were still in the luggage as I left it. A pair of flops. My undergarments. A smaller bag where I stored my toiletries that I rarely used. I paused thoughtfully, took it out, and poured out the content. "No. Please no.." I mumbled as I scattered the content on the floor with my hand, searching for it with my heart jumping towards my throat. It wasn't there. My wallet was missing. My heart leaped into my mouth and my eyes started to water as I miserably went through the content again, even though the realization already hit me a minute ago. I picked them one after the other into the bag, praying and hoping that my eyes were playing tricks on me. That my hard work for the past three years ha
....The wolf was lying lifeless by the time I got there, a pool of blood by his side. I noticed a sharp cut on his stomach, a gash that revealed thick lumps of his flesh, and a slight view of his bone. His chest slowly rising and falling was the only physical evidence of life in him. He was losing so much blood and looked so pale. Immediately, I knelt beside him and brought down my bag, I zipped it open and pulled out some of my clothes from it as fast as I could, and held it over the wolf's wound. It got soaked with his blood in no time so I grabbed more clothes and applied pressure again, my heart racing as I feared for the wolf's life."He's losing life," Amy spoke for the first time since we arrived here, her voice was fidgety. "He won't die. I can't let him die." "Ellen--" "No, Amy. I'm going to save him. I will save this wolf!" My emotions clouded me. Tears blinded my eyes as I took out another cloth from my bag, adding it to the already bloodied ones. In a flash, I was de
I was curled up on the cold floor after my father left. I remained in that position until dawn and the creaking of my door brought me back to full consciousness. I crawled on my stomach to stare fully at it as it cracked open and Derek sauntered in. He was dressed in the ceremony regalia, a navy blue Armani suit, and looking all ready for the handover. I stood up while he stared at me with a mocking gaze, "I see you took my words lightly." He cackled. "You put my father up to this, didn't you?" My teeth gritted as I asked. I'm pretty sure my father wouldn't want anything more in the world than my inexistence. Yes, he hates me to that extent. And I had no doubt Derek was involved in his sudden contradiction. "It doesn't matter. I hope now you have accepted that you can never leave the pack under my watch?" "I'm old enough to leave if I want to, I do not need even your permission." I tried to remain confident. Derek scoffed, "you can keep trying if you want, but you should know t
..."You cursed wench!" Mira Tate screamed at me, staring down at her white dress with a mixture of distaste and fury. I tore my gaze from the crowd of desperate stares fixated on us and started to apologize to Derek's girlfriend, Mira. Another of my worst nightmare. She was Derek's girlfriend and as you must've guessed, she was just as cruel as him. At the slightest chance she gets, she never ceased to display her cruelty. "I-I'm so sorry.." I started to say."Oh, I'll make you sorry!" She snarled and in an instant, a handful of my hair was in her fist as she pulled me back and forth, causing a burning sensation on my scalp. I cringed, as her grip tightened, trying to tear myself from her grip. "Let me go, you're hurting me!" I cried, struggling. At this point, I was sure she had successfully uprooted some strands of my hair as the pain aggravated. "You fuckin bitch, you purposely did this, didn't you?" She gritted. "To disrupt the event and ruin my dress, you piece of shit!"
A cry flew out of my mouth as the soup burnt into my skin. A pin-drop silence fell over the room and soon I was scampering for help, my eyes burned with pepper so I had to squint them. Mira had gotten out of the kitchen somehow, leaving me to fear for myself and more for the man-wolf who was supposedly my mate, standing by the doorway. Why was his scent familiar? I noticed he was still staring at me, a flash of anger resting in his eyes. I was unable to tell who the emotion was directed at but I feared it was for me. I was an Omega and this man looked extremely powerful. As he started to move, my fear heightened. I wondered where he was going because his movement was further into the kitchen. Was he going to kill me? Trample on me for daring to be his mate? My life flashed before my eyes as he made each step.While Amy jubilated about having a companion, I saw my life flash before my very eyes. "Get out of my way!" The burning pain disappeared for a moment when I realized he was ma
Lost in my world of fantasy, I didn't notice my father storming towards us until Alpha Ace stopped walking. I noticed him in front of us, his gaze flashing past me without an iota of care for my burns. "Alpha Ace, I heard what happened. I'm sorry for whatever trouble she must have caused you, I will ensure she is punished to whatever length you might desire." He apologized, his eyes blazing with fury."Allow me to take her from here." "Step away," Alpha Ace thundered. "W-what?" My father stuttered. Ace said nothing, so he continued and lowered his hands, "My daughter is irresponsible, I'll understand if you choose to punish her yourself. Please, do whatever you want with her." "Your daughter?" He glanced at me, as though seeking confirmation. I nodded once, "he's my father." "I see," he eyed him briefly, "the wolf who did this to you, do you know who she is?" I gulped before speaking. "Yes." "What's her name?" "Mira. Mira Tate. She is Alpha Derek's Luna."He turned to my fath
...I was still in Ace's embrace. His thick manly fingers stroked my hair, his eyes lovingly watching me. I felt uneasy and relaxed at the same time, the mate bond brought the latter feeling. The fact that he acknowledged me as his mate gave me a mixed feeling. I wasn't used to being loved, but this powerful Alpha seemed to have accepted me and that didn't settle well with me. It made me scared and skeptical. Was I in a dream? Or a nightmare, because I already sensed a terrible ending from this. "Are you nervous?" His voice had me staring back at him unexpectedly. I started to look away but his finger caught my chin and tilted my face back up to his. I nodded, gulping again. "Don't worry, I will punish the one who hurt you. She will pay for every single tear that you shed," he vowed. His eyes held a sincerity that I couldn't bring myself to fully believe. If he was truly going to punish everyone who hurt me, then the Crimson Pack wouldn't exist anymore. His fingers stroked my ch
The tension in the room grew thicker as everyone else looked just as shocked as Derek. Derek's jaw was still dropped but he didn't say another word, he was now on his feet; continuously staring from Ace to me as though in disbelief. The desperate eyes on me kept me on my toes but Ace's warm embrace assured me. I wasn't used to this kind of attention, especially from these kinds of people. Again, I knew I had to be on guard and not be hasty in my conclusions. While I was nervous, Amy was livid that the men had to come in when Ace was about to mark me. Like me, she was scared of being rejected again. In a lifetime, a wolf only gets two mates. Her destined mate from infancy and a second chance mate, but the latter was in rare cases. If Ace was to reject me, I would be mateless for the rest of my life. This realization freaked Amy out but I was still on my toes, for someone who was used to being bullied and trampled on by other wolves her entire life, I didn't want to expect anything p