KARLA I couldn't quite grasp the overwhelming sensation that washed over me at that very moment. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. A strange, tingling feeling coursed through me, igniting an ache between my thighs at the mere thought of straddling him. His scent, laced with the unmistakable aroma of alcohol, drifted toward me, and was strangely alluring. "Spread your legs, little omega," he said again when I hesitated, his voice a low rumble. Indignation flared within me. I was not a slut, and he should have just asked me to give him a lap dance instead of saying I should spread my legs for him. There were rules here and I refuse to give him any personal services. "I'm sorry, but there are rules here, sir. We do not sleep with customers here." "Who made those rules?" he asked, relaxing on the couch and whirling the wine in his glass. "The owner of this place," I replied tersely, irritated by all the unnecessary questions. I knew he only wanted to use and to
KARLA He pressed me firmly against the cool, metallic wall of his luxurious penthouse elevator, seizing my lips with a fervour that stole my breath. His expertise was undeniable, igniting a yearning within me that craved his every touch. As he restrained my hands above my head, his kisses grew more intense, and I surrendered to uninhibited moans, grateful for the privacy the elevator afforded us.The prospect of losing my virginity loomed before me, yet there was no nervousness or second-guessing. My only desire was to feel his touch, to have him explore every inch of me, to be wholly consumed by him. The elevator's doors chimed open, and he effortlessly lifted me, wrapping my legs around his waist. He carried me into his penthouse, a marvel of luxury and style. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I could see the city sprawled beneath us, with a thousand tiny lights illuminating different households. The view added to the romance of the moment. My mate might have been arrogant and
KARLA "What the fuck?!" someone exclaimed in my dreams, jolting me from sleep. I shifted restlessly, rolling onto my side, struggling to shake off the lingering fog of sleep, as the voice persisted, its vulgarity slicing through the quiet of the room. "How the fuck did this happen? Hey, you, get the fuck out of my bed!"My eyes fluttered open, dispelling the remnants of sleep. The realization dawned that the voice wasn't a figment of my dreams but a stark, waking reality. And it was a voice I recognized all too well. Looming over me, with a tempest brewing in his eyes, was Alpha Killian, his presence as commanding as it was infuriating. "Good morning," I greeted, attempting to defuse the tension. "How did you manage to get in here?" he demanded, brushing aside my greeting.Confusion creased my brow as I sat up, drawing the bed sheet close to veil my nakedness. A flicker of doubt crossed my mind. Was he feigning ignorance, or had the events of the previous night slipped fr
KILLIANThree Years Ago..."Good morning, baby, you're awake," a soft, feminine voice pierced through my groggy haze.Gradually, my eyelids lifted, and turning my head, I found a woman I could barely remember, smiling down at me. A flicker of irritation rippled through me at her forced attempt at intimacy. Her work here was done, and she didn't need to play house with me this morning. Gradually, I pushed myself into a sitting position, and she mirrored my movement, her well-manicured fingers lightly tracing my arm."Did you have a restful night, darling?" Her voice, thick with sultriness, flowed over me as her gaze, and wandering fingers trailed suggestively towards my flaccid cock.I quickly caught her hand before it got to its intended destination, pushing it away and swinging my legs over the edge of the bed. "You should leave," I mumbled, my voice still husky from sleep. My foot accidentally kicked an empty vodka bottle carelessly placed at the bed's foot.She sighed and pouted, ca
KILLIANPRESENT DAY I fixed my gaze on the back of Colby's head as he sat behind the wheel, steering us towards the airport for yet another business trip. There was a quiet, unspoken understanding between us. I couldn't help but ponder how much I owed to him. I was grateful to him for his help, not that I eagerly expressed my gratitude, it would only make him feel too important, but I was certain he understood his significance in my life through my actions and demeanour. Among all my employees, he held a unique place, akin to that of a father figure. This was why I contemplated seeking his opinion about my newest discovery— the unexpected appearance of my destined mate. Although I knew what he would say. Colby was still archaic and still believed in superstitions, but I didn't and didn't want him to make me see reasons why I should accept and keep a mate even when I wasn't prepared for the journey of commitment. As these thoughts swirled in my mind, my gaze inadvertently drifted
KARLA I couldn't shake off the haunting memory of that fateful night with the arrogant and heartless Alpha whom I had slept with. Self-loathing consumed me, and the thought of ceasing to exist crossed my mind. That day, as I walked through the streets, shame clung to me like a second skin. I felt exposed, as if every passerby could see through to the disgrace I felt, their imagined whispers echoing the Alpha's cruel words in my mind. How could he label me a slut and be so certain of it? How could he accuse me of seducing him with such callousness? The thought of resigning from the club where our paths had crossed tempted me, but I knew I couldn't muster the funds to settle my late father's massive debt or cover my mother's mounting hospital bills. The prospect of leaving the country loomed, but where would I go, and how would I escape the clutches of the Alpha my father owed?With a heavy heart, I returned to Deluxe the following day. Life had dealt me a painful hand, and I coul
Two months later...KARLAI chuckled nervously. "No."I vigorously shook the pregnancy test, hoping against hope that the action might somehow blur the double crimson lines on the small screen. Pregnancy was out of the question for me. It simply couldn't be a possibility. "No, no, no," I whispered shakingly.I had convinced myself that the nausea I had been feeling since yesterday stemmed from the shock of receiving that letter demanding payment for my father's debts or else face the horrors of becoming a sex slave. After reading it, my whole body seemed to revolt, and I had been sick ever since. I had to call Ana to come over and be with me. Frustrated, I tossed the test tube onto the floor in front of me and started crushing it, almost hoping that destroying this small bearer of bad news would erase the truth. It had been two months since Alpha Killian had rejected me and warned me never to darken his doorstep again. I had taken on extra shifts at a local diner, but it barely kept
KARLA I couldn't believe my eyes when the cab stopped right in front of the towering Cabello Empire. My heart had been thumping with unease as we journeyed through the Moonshadow pack, silently wondering if Ana had a local doctor in mind. Yet, nothing could have braced me for the sight of the formidable skyscraper that housed Cabello's Empire. Ana stepped out of the cab briskly and beckoned me to follow. Clambering out, my mind raced, trying to piece together her intentions. She settled the cab fare and then turned to me, her determination clear. "Ana, what's the reason for bringing me here?" I asked, even though it was clear to me why we were here. "We've come to see the father of your child," she declared firmly, seizing my wrist and marching towards the gleaming glass entrance of the corporation. "No, Ana, I..." My protest trailed off as she paused, giving me a questioning look with one eyebrow raised. "What?" she prompted.I let out a heavy sigh, taking in our surroundings. I