Chapter Two

The cool morning breeze gently graced the room as a woman is seen seductively embracing the sleeping figure of a man. The man looked too handsome to be human or even a supernatural, even when sleeping he looked like the god of hotness sent from the heavens. The woman sighed satisfactorily as she took in his whole form.

Her eyes and fingers trailed from his silky golden hair which smelt like roses to his stone cold face which made him looked more attractive and alluring as well, her eyes fell on his lips, his blissful lips which did unspeakable things to her the previous night. She was tempted to have a taste of the inviting forbidden fruit if his lips but she didn't want to wake him up just yet.

Her fingers then trailed down to his nape and

Her hands trailed down to his Adam's apple. He gulped in and gently moaned in response to her touch, she was thrilled and went even further, her fingers worked wonders as they seemed to enjoy the contact they had with his body.

'Damn!' The woman cussed under her breath.

His body was perfect! She was more than pleased and honored to touch him, he was everyone's dream come true and she woke up next to him. She silently prayed that she'd find favor in his sight and this would continue forever. A wicked plan formed in her head on how to extend her stay and she got to work almost immediately.

She reached for his manhood and gently stroked it, moans escaped from his lips and she shut her eyes to connect with the music that sounded in her ears. She was carried away by her own fantasy that she didn't realize that the moans were replaced with grunts and then sounds of discomfort.

Soon the man's forehead was covered with a crown of sweat beads. He seemed to be struggling to regain consciousness and he winced on the bed in pain. He felt his consciousness deep into darkness but the woman misinterpreted his motion for pleasure and increased her pace.

A loud yell was held as the man suddenly awoke. He had accidentally hit the woman which sent her flying across the room, she scrambled from the corner she fell and picked herself up, he looked tired and scared as he perspired heavily. No one had seen this side of him hence she decided to use her feminine charm to soothe him, after all men get attached to any woman who sees their weak side and is able to calm them down.

She moved closer to him and reached out for his hair, with trembling hands she gently patted them, at first he stared daggers at her which made her scared but she swallowed her fears and tried again, this time around he was calm and allowed her to pet him like a child. The woman was overjoyed and continued to lovingly pat his hair, he looked lost for a moment and she cooed gently but her eyes suddenly flew open as she heard a warning growl.

"Get off me you whore!" The man growled and she immediately absconded to the far end of the room.

The man looked uncontrollably angry and he threw the nearest vase beside him at the wall, it missed the woman by only few inches and she shook from fear.

"How dare you touch me with such filthy hands intimately?" The man bellowed in anger.

The woman was frightened beyond words and couldn't utter a word which infuriated him.

"Speak!" He thundered.

The woman was startled.

"You looked uncomfortable and very disturbed, so, so I thought I could help." The woman stuttered.

The man scoffed and stood up from the bed and walked towards her, with every step he took she felt a piece of her die from fright, he bent over her and she curled into a ball and sobbed.

"You thought you could get through me? You thought I was your dog so you touched my hair? You're trying to ascertain your dominance?" The man asked angrily.

The women went on her knees and begged for mercy.

"Alpha Grey, please forgive me, I'd never think of such. Please forgive me." The woman begged.

Grey snickered at the whore he had slept with overnight, she was the finest of them all and he could easily get her because he was everyone's prayer and dream man.

"Leave!" He ordered.

She took what was left of her clothing and scurried away. Grey sighed in frustration, he had been sleeping around with many women quite against his standards. He she'd his clothing and ordered his maids to prepare a warm bath for him. as he stepped into the makeshift bathtub named the maids stared at his body in awe.

He chuckled sadly and dismissed them. He soaked himself in the warm water and let his thoughts flow into them. He had the same nightmare that haunted his sleep for years again that day. It was the brutal scene of his parents getting killed right before his eyes by an omega whom they trusted with their entire life.

The look on their faces as they died a horrible death frightened him, it was a mixture of regret, betrayal and resentment. If only he could reverse the time then he would have all omegas killed. Just because they had the lowest rank in the pack they had dreams of becoming alpha hence assassinating his own parents.

His hatred for omegas was therefore justified. He had felt proud of himself few years back when he expelled all omegas in the pack from the pack but it got to his knowledge recently that they had created a forte and built their own colony and gotten an omega king. He was less concerned since they were not under his control or turf and seeing how powerful he was amongst all packs it would still take them at least hundreds of years to be able to pose a real threat to him.