Lyra is an Omega who could not shift into her wolf form. Her life is just a shell lying in ruins since a strange disease wiped out her entire pack and left her the only survivor. That was when Devon came along and rescued her. Her mate, and her nightmare. Devon never wanted a weak one as his future Luna but he couldn't reject this little omega due to the King's law. He bruised her, tormented her, and treated her like the dirt beneath his shoe. However, when he finally got rid of this weak omega, he could never expect what treasure he had missed. Lyra had no time to celebrate her escape from hell when fate sent a new mockery. Her second mate turned out to be the even mightier Lycan King Julian, and he also refused to announce her as his mate but turned her to be his private slave.
“Oh yes…harder…yes, that feels good,” the female’s loud moans filled the room, her hands clinging to the back of the male whose hips were moving between her legs.
The room filled with the sounds of their lusty voices, moans, and grunts, making it impossible for Lyra to ignore what was going on right before her eyes. Even if they had been any quieter, it wouldn’t have made any difference, because she was forced to watch as her mate had sex with another female.
It wasn’t the first time this was happening. No, she had been subjected to this treatment more times than she could count. And yet, the pain she felt in those instances never ceased. Because of her bond to her mate, him mating with another female caused her intense pain. He knew it, and he enjoyed torturing her with such performances.
Devon, her mate, was a powerful Alpha. He had big ambitions for his pack, and having an Omega mate who could not shift into her wolf form was not part of his plans. Unfortunately, he could not reject her due to the Lycan King’s strict mating rules enforced on Alphas.
The Lycan King required every Alpha to form a mate bond with their Goddess-given mate, otherwise he would strip them of their power and authority. Devon had found the perfect match for himself, a powerful Alpha’s daughter who would make the perfect Luna for him and his pack. But first, he needed to get rid of Lyra. He could not do anything to her in fear of the Lycan King finding out, so he had to be smart about it.
Devon groaned in satisfaction as he came, spilling inside the female beneath him. He looked over at Lyra just to see her eyes squeeze shut. His lips twisted in anger as he pulled from the female and got down from the bed. As always, Lyra was tied to a pole in the middle room. That way, she couldn’t turn away even if she wanted to.
Lyra’s face paled as Devon took a step towards her. Her body grew weak, knowing what was coming. She was forbidden from looking away while he had sex with his partners, and she had just been caught doing so. Such disobedience came with dire consequences, and Devon never showed mercy.
Reaching for a whip hung on the wall, he swung it in the hair and struck her across her stomach. “Who said you could close your eyes?” he demanded.
Lyra lowered her gaze to the ground and gritted her teeth, bearing the pain and holding back a groan.
“Look at me when I talk to you!” Devon roared.
Lyra looked up at him, her eyes filled with hate and loathing. How much longer could she live as a slave in this pack, deprived of any freedom? He had even kept her from going to school! What was he hoping would happen? That she would kill herself and get out of his way? She wished he would just break the bond and set her free.
Meeting his eyes defiantly, she spat at him. “Fuck you.”
Red-hot rage filled Devon’s eyes, and his whip swung again across her middle again. Pain coursed through Lyra’s body. “Who do you think you are talking to?” he demanded, grabbing her chin in his hand. He squeezed her jaw so tight that she thought the bone might crack. “You are just a lowly Omega, know your place!”
The shewolf on the bed, Allison, got down and approached the two. She was the Alpha Princess of Crimson Creek, and she was the one Devon would rather have as his Luna. She could not wait for him to get rid of his useless Omega mate.
She had always loathed Omegas, especially since her mother died of heartbreak after seeing her father have sex with an Omega. How could such worthless creatures have such nerve? They were the dredges of the society, not fit enough to show face in front of Alphas or royalty.
“Are you finally going to reject her?” she asked Devon, her eyes roving up and down Lyra with a sneer on her face. “You have kept her around for long enough.”
Devon let go of Lyra and stepped back. “I wish,” he spat. “Don’t forget the king’s law. I can only reject her if she betrays me first.”
Lyra held back her scoff. Devon was trying very hard to have her betray him first. He must think she would go off in a rage and have sex with another male the way he did with his countless whores. But she knew better.
Unlike him, she would not get away with it. She was not ready to throw her life away after everything she had gone through. She was determined to get away from Devon and make a life for herself away from all this suffering.
“Damn the laws!”Allison glared viciously at Leia, lying on the ground. If not for the werewolf king's laws, she would have killed her immediately. But that wouldn't bode well for her reputation.
She turned towards Devin.“you better stop whipping her unless you want the Lycan King to find out how you’ve been treating your mate.”
Devon held back and dropped the whip. The Lycan King was visiting the pack the next day. Lyra needed to appear unharmed.
“Clean up,” he spat at her before freeing her and leaving the room with Allison.
With that vicious pair of snakes finally gone, Lara's pain finally escaped in a groan. She wanted to lie on the ground forever, but their disgusting scent of lovemaking forced her to stop grieving immediately.
Damn those beasts! She wouldn't let them off the hook.
After thoroughly cleaning up this filthy place, she dragged her weary body out of the alpha's residence and made her way to her parents’ residence.
It was just a shell of what it had once been, lying in ruins since a strange disease wiped out her entire pack and left her the only survivor. That was when Devon had come along and rescued her, or so she thought. She had been fifteen then. On her next birthday, she found out that he was her mate, but since she turned out to be an Omega, he treated her like the dirt beneath his shoe.
Once in a while, Lyra went back to her parents’ house when she was feeling down. Being there gave her a sense of hope and motivation.
“I won’t give up,” she whispered into the empty space. Even if her parents were long dead, she would talk to them as if they were there, and it always left her feeling relieved. “I won’t die easily. I’ll keep living and eventually, I’ll make all of them pay for everything they have done to me.”
The Lycan King was coming to the pack the next day, and it was the perfect opportunity to free herself. She would expose Devon’s hypocrisy and once she was out of his grasp, she would rebuild her pack and seek revenge for everything he had put her through.