Darrell's POV

The sounds of celebration filled the night air, and my wolf growled in irritation. It was another mating ceremony, another year for reality to mock me.

Just as my mind was delving into my sorrow, the door to my room opened, and my father stepped in.

The light was off, but my wolf's eyes could perfectly see him as he moved to the wall. The moonlight streaming from the window reflected on his royal robes, and his presence seemed to fill the room.

His fingers moved on my wall, and in a flicker, the room flooded with light from the bulb overhead.

"It is another full moon festival. Every young wolf in the pack is out there searching for a mate or someone to spend the night with. Yet my son, next in line to the throne, sits in his room with a long face!" His voice boomed.

I knew what the lecture was going to be about, and I had no strength to argue with him. Not this year.

When I didn't reply, he let out a long sigh.

He moved back to the door and held the knob.

"Well, it is a good thing that I thought of fixing this little problem. This year there must be a change," he said, and then he pulled my door open. "Cassy? Please come in."

My brows creased as I looked at him and whoever this Cassy could be. Did he buy me a pup?

Soft clicks echoed in the floor, and I narrowed my eyes as I could now see a long shadow confirming the crack on the door.

Finally, the strong scent of her perfume filled the room as she stepped inside. Her hair was pulled back. Her face was bad to look at, but she had applied a handful of makeup to her face. You would think she was given a choice to either apply the makeup or die.

She had heavy curves that looked like she had surgery done to keep them in place.

"Darrell, this is Cassy." My father waved his hand at her with a smirk on his face.

My brows furrowed as it suddenly dawned on me that this was a sick joke.

"And Cassy, this is my son, the future ruler of our pack, Darrell," he beamed.

Cassy moved her chin up and smiled. She did everything so delicately that I wondered where she came from with such manners.

My father clapped his hands to gain my attention, and he did.

"Do take care of Cassy! Show how the men in our family take care of a woman!" He said that, and before I could speak, he disappeared behind the door.

I sat up and blinked at the door, wishing I could puncture it. My father thought he was helping, but he wasn't.

My wolf stared at the woman in front of me, and all we wanted to do was throw up. She was beautiful in her own right, but we didn't want her.

"Everyone is having fun... Why don't we start something fun too?" She said she was rolling her hair with her finger.

It burned my tongue to send her out, but that would make my father livid.

Maybe it wouldn't be bad to just give it a trial, I thought.

"I am all yours," I said, opening my arms wide.

She giggled as she joined me on the bed.

My wolf was already purring in disgust, but I stayed calm. Cassy got to me and let her fingers begin to trace a path over my shirt.

"Why don't we take this off?" She took out the buttons one after the other, smiling seductively as she moved above me.

I felt nothing but irritation.

She came back to my face and let her fingers graze my cheeks. "Your father said you needed a little push; I am here to help with that." She whispered as she lowered herself to my mouth.

My wolf retired to the back of my head and glared at the scene in disgust.

As Cassy's lips touched mine, I almost gagged.

My wolf growled, his claws pushing through my skin. It was like a bad medicine was injected into me, and my body was rejecting it.

Sensing that I wasn't responding, she moved her mouth to my naked chest. She started trailing kisses over my chest, moaning and touching every spot until I couldn't take it anymore.

"Stop..." I mumbled softly.

"Yes, speak to me. Speak to me." She moaned in response.

I opened my eyes wider in shock. Was she insane?

"No, I mean stop! Get the hell off me!" I roared in disgust. She was lucky my wolf didn't shove her off to the other side of the room.

Frustrated, I got off the bed and picked up my shirt. As if responding to my mood, thunder struck in the dark skies, and I broke down into tears.

"Darrell, did I do something wrong?" She asked, shocked at my action.

I clicked my tongue and shook my head. Listen, this has nothing to do with you, okay? Stay here if you want, but I am leaving."

I threw the door open and left the room, ignoring her questions behind me.

My wolf growled, hating the feeling of her fingers on my skin even as I left. I couldn't take a bath because she was still in the room.

Looking out the window, I had a perfect idea. I walked out of the house and let the rain pour down on me.

It felt good at first, but the more it landed on me, the more anger started growing within me. Was I cursed? Why couldn't I find a mate like every other wolf? Why couldn't I even like a woman long enough to bed her?

Why did they all irritate me?

The rain suddenly stopped falling on me, and I looked up to find an umbrella.

"My lord! Why are you under the rain? Is everything alright?" A guard asked, and I followed the hand holding the umbrella to his face.

As I glared at him, a perfect idea came to my mind. "Prepare the car; take me to the whore house."

If none of the higher-ranked female wolves could make my wolf ache for them, it was time to try the lower ranks.

Darrell's POV

The large woman at the counter was shocked to see me in the place, but she diverted her eyes and plastered on a smile.

"What may I offer you tonight?" She inquired, bouncing her huge breasts in front of me.

My wolf rolled in disgust, but I calmed it down.

"Do you have a new girl, someone that hasn't been working here for long?" I asked instead.

She paused her bouncing and smiled. "I know just the right girl." She scribbled something in her book and then looked up once again and said, "Come with me."

She stepped out of her counter and waltzed ahead of me to a door by the side of the pub. It opened to a staircase, and she went up to the last floor.

"She is in the last room," she pointed out. "It will cost a hundred dollars," she said, stretching her hand in my face.

"Sure." I nodded as I dug through my pockets and pulled out a bill for her.

"Have a good night!" She squeaked happily as she went down the stairs, leaving me alone.

The bulb in the corridor was flickering as I moved to the last door. My wolf was on the edge, as we were suddenly interested in seeing who was behind the door.

As I pulled the door open, my nostrils filled with the sweet scent of Jasmine.

My wolf purred in satisfaction, and I could feel my skin begin to tingle.

My heart started beating fast as my eyes finally fell on the woman in the bed.

She looked shy at first, but as I stood there at the door, trying to figure out why my wolf was acting this way, she got up.

My heart caught in my throat as I realized she was naked. Her beautiful curves, perfectly sculptured on her silky skin, were an addition to the beauty reflecting on her face.

Her breasts were firm, and as she walked, they bounced, begging me to touch them.

For the first time, I felt my cock harden in my pants. A strong flame moved within me, starting from my toes and settling in my groin.

She came closer to where I stood, and I could see the uncertainty in her eyes, yet she leaned into me and kissed me.

Like a dormant wire, my wolf was shocked to life. My hands slipped to her waist, and I pulled her closer, deepening the kiss.

An insatiable hunger filled me. I wanted her in so many ways that I didn't know where to start.

My wolf surged to the surface, and I grabbed the girl, lifting her until her legs were wrapped around my waist.

I took control of the kiss, letting my hands go on an adventure through her body. Her skin was just as soft as I had imagined.

I grabbed her buttocks and led her back to the bed. My lips left her lips, and I moved to her neck, kissing and licking until my wolf couldn't wait anymore.

I moved my hands to my belt, and I quickly unbuckled it so that my cock could spring to life.

I let my cock rub against her core, loving the way she hissed and moaned softly against the force of it.

I tried to push through her core, but it was too tight. I pulled back and let one of my fingers go into her.

"What sort of a whore are you?" I wondered out loud as my finger went in and out of her tight little pussy.

Her lips were buried in her mouth as she looked at me with glassy eyes. Her nipples stared back at me, and I couldn't help it. I bent towards them and took them in my mouth as I continued fingering her.

"Ahh! Hmmm..." She moaned against my ears, sending my wolf on a crazy ride.

This was wrong. I shouldn't be feeling this way for a whore-much less an omega-but, like they say, my wolf knew what it wanted.

"What's your name?" I whispered as I admired her flushed face.

She opened her eyes and stared back at me, but she didn't say a word. She continued biting her lip. Her eyes danced with questions, and I ached to know what they were.

I added an extra finger, rolling and twisting it inside of her, stretching her further until she was crying out in pleasure.

"Larissa..." She whimpered as pleasure enveloped her entire being.

At that moment, I couldn't wait anymore. I directed my cock to her entrance and pushed through her walls.

"Fuck!" We chorused.

The tingles I felt earlier returned, blinding me to reality. I kissed her soft lips and started moving inside of her.

It was gentle at first, but as her tight walls continued to wrap around my thick cock, I couldn't stop. I went faster.

'Larissa...' my wolf growled as it took control of the sex.

He raised her legs in the air and went in even deeper, stretching her more than any man could ever do.

The tingles I had been trying to ignore soured within me, and my wolf recognized them.

"Mine..." He growled in my head.

I shook my head, refusing to let my hunger for sex blind my judgment. Larissa was an omega; I couldn't have her. It was impossible.

But my wolf had another thing planned; as we both moved to the rhythms of our hormones, it no longer remained sex with a whore; it became more. We became more.

It was passionate. It was lovemaking. As the pulls of the bond I was rejecting soured around us, intertwining to become one, I let go of my control.

My lips went to her neck, and I sucked on them like I was enchanted. My cock throbbed within her, and I knew that my release wasn't far anymore.

My thrusting became even faster and stronger. I brought my fingers to her clitoral area, and I massaged her as I went in and out.

As I pumped my seeds into her, my teeth elongated, and I was close to marking her as mine, but just as they grazed the soft skin around her neck, I stopped.

What have I done?

Larissa's POV

I was left breathless and flushed. Even as he walked out of the room in a hurry. He had almost marked me!

The realization made my body feel cold. There was something about him-something about what we just did.

My wolf could not put a finger on it because we were still recovering from our rejection, but there was a pull.

Quickly, I grabbed my clothes, which were now almost dried. I put them on and ran downstairs.

"Where is my star girl going so fast?" The matron asked as I got out of the door.

"I... I..." I was panting for breath, unable to bring out real sentences.

"Do you know who you just slept with?" She asked, and I nodded.

Who wouldn't know Darrell? He was at the top of the food chain. He was the alpha's son, and everyone knew that you would never look at an omega like me.

"Listen, this was a mistake... I shouldn't have come here." I whispered and then ran out.

I returned to my house with a troubled heart, but all the troubles I felt disappeared when I saw my parents' house on fire.

My wolf flew into action, and my bones popped as I transformed and ran towards the burning house as fast as I could.

"Mum! Dad!" I yelled, moving as fast as my limbs could carry me.

But as I got closer, strong arms stopped me from jumping into the flames in search of my parents.

"Where are they? What happened?" I screamed in panic and terror.

Tears streamed down my face when the man holding me shook his head.

"I am sorry, Larissa. We couldn't save them," he whispered.

"No!" I screamed, tearing the peace of the night apart with the sorrow in my soul.

My heart burst open, and I thought I would die too.

I blamed myself a thousand times, as I thought that I could have saved them if I were home.

I could have saved them if I hadn't gone out with Peter that day.

My tears soaked my already-drying clothes as I cried helplessly for my parents.

People sympathized with me, but as soon as my parents were buried, they started mocking me.

Everyone realized that Peter had rejected me, and some even claimed I had set the house on fire myself.

I comforted myself, praying that one day everything would be fine. But that prayer never got answered.

A month after that night, I found out that I was pregnant.

"Larissa, who is the father?" The old woman who had done the test for me asked

My heart shattered. I looked down at my hands, wondering how my life had become like this. In one night, I lost my parents, my mate, and my dignity.

And now I was pregnant.

"I wouldn't have asked you if people didn't tell me they saw you at the whore house a couple of weeks ago... Is it Peter's or someone else's?"

Her words could barely sink into my brain, as I was already asking myself the same question. I had slept with Peter the night before I slept with Darrell.

One of them was the father, but none of them would take it.

"It doesn't matter," I whispered as I pulled on my coat and walked out of her office.

Littke, did I know that she spread the news to everyone? I became a laughing stick. People pointed fingers at me wherever I walked. I became known as the silly omega who got impregnated at the whore house.

Ashamed and humiliated, I packed my bags one night and ran as far away from our pack as I could.

I needed to start a new life. I needed to be in a place where my child would be loved and cherished by people who genuinely cared.

The goddess being on my side, I found a small pack just a few kilometers from mine. They accepted me with open arms, and a small hut was given to me.

I started doing menial jobs and saving money for when I delivered.

My due date finally came, and I gave birth to twin boys.

"They are so beautiful!" the midwife exclaimed as she held them to me.

I smiled and took my babies from her, despite the pain I was still feeling in my core. As I looked at them, their bright blue eyes immediately reminded me of Darrell.

They were Darrell's sons.

The realization made me happy and worried at the same time. Now that Darrell was the Alpha, I heard rumors that he had been searching for a woman who would make him happy. He had no heir, and chances were that if he found out about my babies, he would take them from me.

No alpha would want his babies to be bred by an omega.

The smart thing to do would be to keep my children as far away from him as possible.

My life resumed again, and my boys started growing. I made sure to keep them away from other wolves because anyone who saw them wouldn't take long to notice the resemblance.

As they grew older, they looked more and more like Darrell, and hiding them became harder, but I was determined and relentless.

I worked harder in the markets, trying to get enough money to move away from our current location.

But one day, I was helping around in the market as I usually did when the royal trumpet sounded. Everyone moved away from the road.

I looked up to see who it was, and my heart froze when I saw the emblem of my old pack. Darrell was here.

Quickly, I covered my hair with my hoodie and tried to move out of the place but people came from the other direction rushing to see the Alpha King.

I struggled, pushing and shoving people away from my path, when I felt a strong hand on my arm.

Tingles spread throughout my body, and blood drained from my face. My heart already knew who it was, but I feared to confirm it.

"Larissa?"

His smooth voice cut through me, and I knew I was doomed.