Killian, the future Alpha of my pack was the werewolf I feared the most. He made my life a living hell. As a maid, I tried my best to serve him and his family. But he never stopped bullying me. My life took a turn for the worse when Killian forced himself on me on the night the heir was announced. He took my virginity in the cruelest manner! The evil werewolf wasn't even remorseful. Instead of making me his mate, he banished me from the pack. I had to flee with his seed in my belly. On many occasions, I almost lost my life in the wilderness. It took a long time before I finally settled down in a city far away. I put my life back on track and prayed that I'd never see that beast again. Unfortunately, Killian showed up five years later and began to pester me. "You belong to me. I won't have you raise my child with another man!" he said with audacity. It was as if I was reliving my years of torture. I hated him with every fiber of my being. Baring my teeth, I roared, "Are you crazy? I'm not yours. Leave me alone!" Killian lost his cool. He pushed me to the wall. His eyes burned scarlet as he said in a low voice, "Yes, I'm crazy. You are the only one that can make me sane again." I couldn't believe my ears. As I was trying to process what I just heard, Killian stunned me again. "I'm sorry for everything I did to you. Please forgive me and don't turn away from me. I can't live without you." What the hell happened to him? Was he being sincere? Should I accept him for the sake of our child?
Nyla's POV:
The next Alpha of the Black Moon Pack would be announced in tonight's banquet. Since this was a very significant event, the Alphas of almost all packs came.
But no matter how big this event was, it had nothing to do with me. I couldn't be part of it. After all, I was just an Omega, the lowest member of a pack.
My only role was to help in the preparation for the banquet. Thus, I had been very busy since early morning until now.
It was such a long day, and I hadn't rested even for one second. I felt like every nerve in my body was already complaining. I was so exhausted that I massaged my sore arms and decided to find a quiet place to rest.
However, since the entire place was crowded with guests and servants, I had difficulty finding an empty room.
Finally, I found an unlit room. I knew it was empty, so I opened the door. But to my surprise, a black figure suddenly pounced on me as soon as I entered.
Ahhh! I screamed in fear and instinctively stepped back.
But the black figure didn't intend to give me a chance to escape at all. Before I could run away, his strong arms hugged me tightly. Then he pressed me onto the bed.
Although I was scared, I plucked up the courage to ask, "Who are you? What do you want to do to me?"
As I spoke, I struggled desperately. Fortunately, the pale moonlight seeped through the windows. I barely made out the face of the black figure.
It was... Killian Cohen!
But how could it be him? What was he doing in this room?
He was one of the sons of the current Alpha of the Black Moon Pack. And he was chosen as the next Alpha. He should be the center of attention at this banquet.
My mind was in a mess. I really didn't understand why he was here all of a sudden.
At this moment, I heard a ripping sound. Then I felt cold in the front of me. It turned out my chest was already exposed.
Killian tore off my clothes frantically. I noticed that his eyes had already turned red.
I screamed, "Don't touch me!"
Then I struggled to press his shoulders hard to push him away. But my strength was no match for him. And I didn't even have a wolf. How could I stop him?
Killian's movements became more and more impudent. His big hands raged all over my body, touching my private parts without hesitation.
I trembled in panic. At the thought that I would be raped tonight, fear overwhelmed my heart.
Suddenly, a strange, wonderful feeling surged from the bottom of my heart, replacing my fear. Then, an indescribable current seemed to have exploded in my brain.
Was it a mate bond?
It must be it!
I was so shocked by this realization that I even forgot to struggle.
Never in my wildest dreams had I thought I would meet my mate in this way. And my mate was actually Killian, a terrible man. I had a terrible mate.
The mate bond made me stop struggling and let him do what he wanted. I even followed his movements in a daze. My body couldn't help but indulge in his touch.
I felt that Killian's rough fingertips scratched my delicate skin, making me shudder.
But it seemed he was not satisfied yet. He picked up my legs and put them on his shoulders. I clearly felt that the heat inside me intensified. It swelled and got deeper.
Oohh...
A moan came out of my throat involuntarily.
Killian thrust even deeper.
Waves of pleasure climbed up from my tailbone, and my body constantly secreted obscene liquid. As he continued to thrust, the sound of our bodies colliding filled the small room.
His weight and movements made me feel sore in my waist and legs. I also felt dizzy, so I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck.
Killian's desire was not satisfied yet. He thrust deeper and deeper. I got even more exhausted. But I had no choice. I half-closed my eyes and raised my neck to bear it.
Everything around me went blurry. This feeling was so new to me that I was almost driven crazy by it. I couldn't help but open my mouth slightly and pant.
Killian leaned over and slid his tongue into my slightly opened lips, forcing me into a kiss.
As he tightly pressed his body against mine, his hand kneaded my sensitive breast. It gave me a wonderful feeling. It was so good that I couldn't help following his movements and rubbing my body against his.
I didn't know how long it had been. I couldn't even remember exactly how many times Killian had tortured me before he finally let me go. I was so exhausted that I immediately fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw Killian lying next to me. There was no trace of craziness in him anymore. He seemed much quieter when he slept.
I stared at his tall and strong body, at a loss. I didn't know what to do.
The soreness all over my body and the mess on the bed confirmed that what I had experienced earlier was real. But if I had a choice, I would want it to be just a nightmare.
I lost my virginity for no reason. Although the person who had sex with me was my mate, I couldn't rest assured that he would take me. After all, I was just a lowly Omega. Killian, on the other hand, was the superior future Alpha. Would he recognize me as his mate?
I was confused and flustered at the same time.
How could this happen to me?
My eyes began to feel sore. Then tears streamed down my face uncontrollably, and they fell to the bed sheet.
At this moment, Killian woke up in a daze. He groaned in a low voice and rubbed his temples. It was as if he had a hangover. Then, he turned his head to my side, and his face suddenly darkened.
He shouted impatiently, "Will you stop crying? Why are you crying? Didn't you plan all this?"
I was so frightened by him that I looked at him in horror and stammered, "What... What do you mean?"
What did he mean I planned all this?
Did he think I liked what happened earlier? He raped me.
Killian sneered. He looked at me as if he was looking at a pile of trash.
Then he said disdainfully, "Nyla Higgins, you are nothing but a loser Omega who can't transform into a wolf even when you are already an adult. How dare you climb into my bed! Do you think you deserve to be my Luna?"
I looked at Killian in confusion. What the hell was he talking about?
I really didn't understand, so I retorted, "I didn't climb into your bed, and I never wanted to be your Luna."
Really, huh? And you expect me to believe your lies? Killian was so furious that he was on the verge of transforming into his wolf form. He looked terrifying.
Was he going to kill me?
I was definitely no match for him.
My body trembled uncontrollably. The pressure he emanated was so heavy that I couldn't move at all. Feeling desperate and hopeless, I closed my eyes and waited for my ending.
I might hit the headlines tomorrow as the first she-wolf torn apart by her mate.
But before Killian could do anything to me, I heard a loud bang. The door was smashed open from the outside.
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