A slave to the alpha I rejected

WARNING: 18+ DARK EROTICA book with explicit scenes so readers discretion is advised. 🔞🔞🔞

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Celeste's POV

“I said No! So Let me go! Get your hands off me now!” I thrashed against the servants who pulled at my dress, their eyes desperate for my compliance as I struggled to get away.

Both knowing what comes next would be the wrath on my father. "Lady Celeste please, you have to accept this already!" A maid pleads.

They all expect me to accept their commands because I am the weak, meek alpha's daughter who they all could coerce with lies that I always fell for.

But now I wasn't about to be coerced into a mating dress and forced into this madness right this moment.

It’s been twenty-nine days since the news of my wedding was announced, and I was being set—no, forced to be married on the thirtieth day, which is in just a few hours.

And this is my twenty ninth futile attempt at running away, but I was caught once more, bound to my prison, and my life is over,

the thought of this mating ceremony even taking place causes bile to rise in my throat.

my life over, my freedom plucked from beneath my feet, all on my 20th birthday a day that was supposed to be my first shift all now a nightmare.

But that wasn't the worst of it, because my proposed mate is none other than the chief of the Cross Vale pack.

My own father.

I laughed madly the day they announced this to me in the throne room.

I had hoped it would be a joke, but the look on my uncle's face had proven my words to be nonexistent, as he vied for it; they all did.

The ill feeling in my stomach didn't stop as it swarmed inside, making my guts churn as bile threatened to rise from my throat.

The greedy and lustful gaze my father, and uncle shared as they looked at me made my insides sick.

And now I was about to be forced to be mated and the marriage consummated in the midst of others who would watch everything.

I was sick to my stomach with the cruel thought of beingr violated without my consent while those putrid and perverse gazes of the elders watched sets my insides to coil in disgust.

"No, please...please I can't" I whimper and plead to the maid who stand by the door,

They all know I couldn't struggle past the dozen mountain of guards outside, it was a futile escape.

The next second door slammed open as my eyes immediately lit up to see my brother, who stared with wide eyes.

My brother Derek who had been a away for the past two month fighting rogues that were trying to take over our territories, he was back!

This time all my pride was thrown out the window, and my desperation as I ran to him.Clinging to his royal attire, my eyes blurred with unshed tears as I wept,

“D-Derek! Brother, please tell Father to stop this madness. Please help me!" I tug at his shirt, I cannot get married to our father for moons-sake. Stop this!”

I pleaded, my body trembling as I waited for his response in silence,

I had always seen my brother as a protector, his was cruel and obsessive to keep me away from males, but I never expected he would want to be part of this sick union.

My whimpers fill the room as I hold on to his royal cape, hands trembling as I wait to his response.

"I tried talking to father Celeste, I did everything but he says it tradition, i didn't know, I really didn't" he assures me as tears fall from my cheek

His hand clung to my cheek, eyes blurred as I watched my brother in horror. "But you are the future alpha, you can get me out of this, as Ayvoc I beg you" I plead.

I was the sacred Ayvoc, the first omega seen in centuries of this pack, .

I always thought he held my best interest at heart as Derek always said I was precious, yet I feel his eyes turn away from me,

he stopped in my line of vision, his large frame crouched down, and formed a shadow over me as I looked at him, his eyes set with worry

“Derek, You can't let father do this, please,” I whimpered again.

“Oh Celeste, just be patient till I am alpha, when I have all the powers I will free you from fathers torment" he assured me

His words pulled me with dread and hope, Derek is the only one on my side but that didnt stop Dread climbed up my spine from knowing what my father wanted to do to me.

My guts churned from my fathers revelation he had told me of his purpose for me. I felt the grasp of his fingers on my chin, craning my head upwards to meet his gaze, his tongue licked his lips.

"Trust me Celeste" Derek's urges while I nod even as dread still rushed through my veins:

But Being the alphas chiefs next bride meant I would be subjected to violation by him , and my virginity taken in front of others who will watch's

It's how it's always been for the Orion Bloodline, the perverted lust that laid in my fathers and uncles eyes when they told me about the union had my stomach churn.

His eyes held that hunger that told me I am trapped, I am nothing but a body to serve the royal blood, and even my brother can't do anything about it.

“So be good and get dressed for my sake Celeste, please or father will have both our heads ,” he called as his footsteps echoed out of the room, his orders a warning and for me to be willing and silent to my fate.

But what do I do? Derek is all I had, he is the only one on my side that could help so I will listen to him.

I turned to the maid, none looking unfazed, as they waited with cold eyes as dreadful realization loomed in me;

they knew, they all knew since I was born that this was what I was destined to do.

I felt the last strength of survival strip away from my body as my fate was resigned. I stood up with shaky hands, finally letting them do what they wanted.

There was no where run to, no one to help me. If only I were strong enough and brave enough, if only I didn't let go of 'his' hands four years ago.

I see that flash of stormy, dark amber eyes that stares back at me, one that held love, one that I betrayed,

A painful memory that my sixteen-year-old self let go. Why was I thinking about that now? Oh, maybe because that was the last time I ever felt free.

I felt numb all over, barely registering the maids touch, but I was now fully dressed, my body wrapped in a traditional silver white robe,

my blonde hair curled, and an unnaturally red lipstick on my face, yet my eyes were devoid of my will; they had broken my spirit.

With over six guards surrounding me, I was led towards the hall's entrance , past the marbled white pillars, a line of elders standing with candles, the moon as our only other light as I was led down the middle.

The sick stench of lust filled the air as I was forced down the aisle, one that felt more like a sick ritual as I walked past my uncle and brother, who stood last on both opposite lines.

My eyes lock with Derek , his eyes telling me to be willing and silent that he will free me from this torment once it's all done.

And right in the middle was the man who was set to break my will and my purity my father ,

who had groomed me blindly for my entire life, and was ready to claim me, the chief of the Cross-vale pack. My father.

And just before I could speak, two female elders, Tessa and Jana, whom I held as my foster mothers and treated me so kindly,

now held no pity or empathy as they reached forward, stripping me from my robe, and I was left with a see-through camisole dress.

My nipples pebbled from the cold air and shudder down my spine, my body barely hidden from it as the lust in the air grew from my exposed body. Is this a nightmare?. No, it is definitely hell.

I bit the innards of my cheeks as I drew blood to keep myself from screaming as I climbed the steps, meeting him on the dais where the moon shone in the middle, his eyes a dark lust.

“Yes, daughter, you look perfect and ready to breed; you will give me strong offspring,” he called with no remorse.

“P-please don't do this!” I gritted my teeth, but that only caused his frown to grow, and before I could plead, a heavy hand gripped my hair, my scalp burning with pain as I was forced to my knees.

He had scarped a black liquid to draw a moon mark on my forehead and then grazed the bitter liquid on my lips.

His eyes shone a deep gold as his claws reached to cut the left spaghetti strap of my dress,

my chest heaved as I watched his eyes reach for the second strap, knowing I would be fully exposed in the next second.

Bang! A heavy explosion ensued as silence rang.

Leaving all our heads turning to the mighty door that fell, its might caused the whole room to tremble as we stared, fear scorched my throat as masked men filed into the room.

“What is the meaning of this!” My father, Chief Dregan, roared from the interruption.

My knees were planted frozen as I watched the armored male step up the steps;

The dark aura that surrounds hin held a familiar and danger and aura that pulled my strength with each step he takes closer.

his presence screamed danger and a wicked beast just as my father finally let go of my hair.

“Who dares come into my domain? You bastard, you will pay!” Father lets his claws spear out and aimed for him, but before he could land an attack, blood splattered everywhere as I watched my father fall.

I had always thought he was the mightiest wolf, but he’d lost, and his body slammed down in a pool of blood.

Yet the masked male hadn’t stopped as he walked to my side. “Please…help. Don’t…please help me, ” I cling to him, and beg.

“You’d wish you never said that.” I heard his dark voice echo behind the mask, one that made my heart skip a beat.

A sense of familiarity but before I could speak , then I feel a pinch to my nape. My eyes immediately grew heavy.

My body slammed to the ground as something warm trickled down my face, my tears, and before I knew it, darkness took over my senses as my vision turned black.

And now I was in the hands of a new captor.