Landry’s POV
“Please, help me…” whimpered the omega that lay in his arms, pressing herself against Landry’s big chest.
Typically, he would have walked away. Getting mixed up with an omega would be a bad idea for him. But as she writhed her bare body in the yellow sand, biting her rosy and plump lip, and peering up at him through her tear-filled eyes, he couldn’t bring himself to walk away.
However, as the moonlight shines its white rays over her face, powdering her features, he is shocked to find that he knew this omega.
She has the same face as the female Alpha that has fought along his side for many years. But it wasn’t possible. Granted, the two of them never had a conversation outside of the battlefield. This couldn’t have been the female Alpha though; the Alpha he knew was a strong and fierce fighter. Nothing like this weak Omega who has gone into heat. She was squirming around the forest grounds, helpless and pathetic.
The scent, her scent, of strawberry milk invaded his nose and he took in a long breath. He had never quite smelled anything quite as delicious and inviting as that. He could smell it from his very tent and it made it impossible to get any sleep. He decided to follow the scent and find out where it was coming from.
That’s when he found the omega being tormented by some rogues. Landry felt a surge of anger, but mainly annoyance as he listened to the cooing and chanting of the thirsty rogues.
He found himself mesmerized by the omega’s scent and her gorgeous looks. He was parched by her incredible body as she pressed her soft bareness against his.
He had never once thought of that female Alpha as anything other than a fighting comrade. But seeing this omega, who shares the female Alpha’s face, in all her glory, begging to be touched by the Alpha King, he can’t help but imagine that she really is the female Alpha.
Landry ran his fingers across her beautiful bare skin. Her skin was light and nearly shined under the intense white rays of the moon. She reminded him of a porcelain doll with how flawless her skin was. He strokes the cure of her breasts, flicking at her nipples causing her body to jolt and wiggle excitedly in his arms.
Her eyes fluttered open as his fingers lurked around her stomach and she whispered, “please…”
He knew exactly what she wanted. He traveled his hand lower until they were between her waiting thighs. He could already feel the juices oozing from her and it made him hard.
He couldn’t resist the temptations anymore. Landry’s long and clever fingers were brutally inserted into her body. The Omega let out a cry of satisfaction at the sensation of his fingers searching her core.
He flicked his fingers back and forth on the omega, ignoring her gasps of breath and moaning she desperately tried to stifle with her hands.
It wasn’t the omega that he was imagining, at that moment, it was the female alpha as he continued to fill her with his wide fingers; her juices rolled down his arm, much to his desires.
The omega screamed out with pleasure as Landry growled, throwing her to the ground. Her body lay helplessly on the ground, breathing rapidly, as he reached for his thick and large cock. With the female Alpha freshly in his mind, he began to jerk himself hard and fast. The sight of his manhood being released from his pants, caused the Omega to gasp in shock.
But he wasn’t going to give it to her. Not yet.
As he climaxes, his juices squirt into the air and land on the face of the omega; but he didn’t care.
Landry threw his head back and growled the name of the intoxicating alpha that has taken over his head.
“Bernice!”
Bernice’s POV
What did he just say? I ask myself as l feel the pace of my heart quicken.
He called me by my given name…
I have stayed too long; this was my own fault. The Alpha King had recognized me, and I had no one to blame but myself.
How could I have gone into heat in front of all these men? In front of Alpha King Landry. I grabbed the clothing that lay beside me.
It’s possible that I have heard him wrong. I wasn’t planning on staying around long enough to find out. As he finished cleaning himself of his sinful behaviors, I managed to get myself dressed in my ripped clothing. It hung off my body, covering me, but it was enough to let me escape while he was distracted.
“Don’t move.”
I paused, just before I was able to leap through the forest and get to safety. My throat had tightened and my heart was beating so loudly against my chest, I feared for a moment that he would be able to hear it.
“You are Bernice… the Alpha of Sunset Pack.”
I kept my face from his. No. I couldn’t let my identity be revealed. It would ruin everything if Alpha King Landry knew that I, the female Alpha, was actually a lowly Omega, hidden only by my special medication to mask my true nature. It allows me to be the Alpha of Sunset Pack and protect them until my younger brother, a real Alpha, is of age and can take over in my place.
However, it has costs.
This medication has taken away the ability to ever find my mate. It’s also draining my life with every passing moment. I have until I am 25 before I die.
Years of fighting the vampires and bears to protect my pack have caused me to lose track of time. I didn’t know that 24 years have already passed. I have less than a year before I die.
I made a promise to myself that I wasn’t going to die a lowly Omega. I was going to die the brave female Alpha that everyone has come to know and respect.
I was going to die with dignity.
I couldn’t allow that to be taken away from me.
Me falling into heat tonight was only proof that the medication that turned me into an Alpha was no longer effective. Not before long, it will stop working altogether. It’s also a sign that my body is becoming so weak that it doesn’t have much longer before I meet a fatal end.
I shudder to know that if King Landry had not come to my rescue tonight, my death could have been that moment, raped to death by rogue wolves.
I realize he is still staring at the back of my head. I was in full Omega mode; not a trace of Alpha was left in me.
“I’m not sure what you are talking about,” I say as innocently as I can. “But I must be going now. I’m sorry for the trouble.”
I tried to disguise my voice and for a moment, I thought it had worked. I managed to get a little further away before I heard the gruffness of his voice behind me.
“Are you disobeying your Alpha King’s orders?”
Every fiber in my body froze.
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 practi
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?”