Entangled With The Savage Alpha

Dawn

My throat was dry as a desert and my stomach rumbled with the weight of my hunger. My body felt so weak, as though even the slightest gust of wind would send me crashing down. Yet, I couldn't bring myself to stop or even think of resting. 

I had to get home, and fast, because I knew what awaited me if I didn't make it home on time to complete my errands.

It had happened before, on that fateful day that I had collapsed from exhaustion on the way home, only to wake up confused and disoriented on the same path that led home that I'd collapsed on.

I had spent the entire night on the dusty, narrow path because no one cared enough to look for me. Not even when I'd been away the entire night despite never having done that before. 

My head hurt and so did my entire body. I could barely lift myself off the cold, rough ground, but I somehow made it happen.

And when I finally made it home, even before I crossed the front door, all hell let loose. 

This was not the life Mother envisioned for us, neither was it the life I wanted for myself. Her stories had given me the perfect idea of what it meant to live the best of lives and we were supposed to build and have that life together, but then, she suddenly died and took every light in my life with her, not even a flicker of hope left behind.  

Life became a living hell after that and I spent minutes that turned into hours that morphed into days, cursing my existence and hating myself for lacking the courage to accompany my mother to the after life. I was quickly reduced to less than a human in the eyes of the people that were supposed to be my family, made to run their errands no matter the time of day and toil away while they kicked back and enjoyed their lives. It festered resentment within me. Nothing was worth living for, until I met Alex.

The snapping of a twig under my foot, brought me back to reality. 

An unfamiliar warmth lingered beneath my skin, softening the edges of my frustration as I picked on the change in the air. For the first time in a long while now, I felt a flicker of joy.

This peculiar warmth overshadowed the usual bitterness in my heart, forcing my legs to move faster despite the fatigue that tugged at my limbs urging me to slow down. The thought of Alex causes a smile to stretch unto my features. It felt almost wrong to feel this giddy, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't stop it even if I wanted to. I liked feeling this way. Today was really going to be it -the beginning of something new, the most beautiful chapter of my life.

My cheeks had begun to hurt from how wide I was smiling as I drew closer to the house. Anticipation brewed within me,  his scent that was heavy in the air exciting my wolf.

My pace quickened, turning into a determined rush, the fatigue that had clung to me beginning to blur into the background as excitement took over. My heart raced, and every negative thought and feeling I'd habored before diminished into nothing. I was elated. It was the only way to feel with his sweet scent wrapped around me in a comforting embrace.  

Nothing, not even the thought of my so-called family and their probable reaction to the news that I was to deliver could quell the excitement bubbling within. Each step felt lighter, fueled by the intoxicating thought of Alex. The familiar door loomed ahead, and I almost collided with it as I rushed in.

Mate.  My wolf rejoiced.

He was here. He was truly here for me, to take me away from the nightmare that was my current life. 

I couldn't wait to move away from the house that held all of my bad memories. I couldn't believe I was going to spend the rest of my days with Alex. I would go to the ends of the world so long as he was by my side.

I was truly the luckiest girl on the planet. Because the Moon Goddess had been so kind, she had watched me suffer and toil and had decided to put an end to my misery, blessing me with a mate.

He was not just any male wolf too, he was among the select few who were being considered to become the next Alpha and he was the most favored of them all.

I closed my eyes and soaked in every trace of his scent as I barged in. It filled me with strength. When I opened my eyes the living room was surprisingly empty. Alex wasn't there.

That was weird. Whenever he visited, he either waited out on the porch or in the living room. I was certain he was somewhere within the house and though slightly confused, I began to look for him.  

I had an important message to return to my father, but at that moment, nothing was more important than seeing Alex. I eagerly followed the scent of my mate, almost bouncing on my feet in excitement as I seemed to grow closer and closer to where his scent was the heaviest. 

It would be wonderful to face my father together, hand in hand as I announced my decision to leave this glorified cage and I wouldn't even wait to see the look on his face as I left with my mate.

The moment I stepped into the corridors, the excitement that rippled through my wolf, was abruptly silenced by a low growl. 

An unsettling chill crept over me. Something was amiss. My brows furrowed in confusion, and I stumbled forward.

My mind conjured up images. What was Father up to? And most importantly, where was everyone? 

Initially, they had all been against the fact that Alex was my fated mate. They vehemently denied it and almost made me look crazy until Alex himself declared it. And even then Father had taken it upon himself to try to convince him of something else since that day.  

What had they done? Something had to have been terribly wrong for my wolf to suddenly be this uneasy and even afraid. I hoped Alex was okay.

I continued to follow his scent and it led me to an unexpected destination. I stopped before my step-sister's door with confusion etched unto my features.

His scent was the strongest here, leading me to believe that he was behind this door. But why? What would my mate possibly want with my step-sister. 

My wolf whimpered and urged me to turn away, but my body had suddenly turned to lead. I stood unmoving, the energy I once had, draining out of my body in a snap.

I sniffed the air, my heart threatening to leap out of my chest. There were a couple of scents that mingled here and there. My father had been here, alongside my stepmother.  

Just then, a muffled sound reached my ears. The thud of my heart was deafening, constricting as though it sought an escape. My stomach twisted into knots and my wolf wailed and whimpered as I grabbed the door knob against my better thinking.

I opened the door to reveal a sight I never could've imagined in the entirety of my life.

Alex, bare as the day he was born, lay entwined with my step-sister, the movements of his hips erratic with no other than my step sister beneath him. Without the door as a barrier, the unfiltered sounds she made resonated around the room, cutting through the air like a cruel melody.

I was immediately overcome with the violent urge to look away but my body remained locked in place. I saw it all. Every minute detail of their intense lovemaking.

A gasp escaped my lips, disbelief seizing my senses. The pain that tore through my chest was unlike anything I had ever experienced. All air seemed to disappear from around me, replaced with a vacuum that s*ck*d away the remnants of trust and happiness I'd ever felt.

That finally drew their attention to me and they regarded me with bored eyes, hers even bordering on irritation. My face was pale as a sheet and my lips part, ready to release a horrid scream but in a swift motion, a hand seized me, dragging me out of the room, and slamming the door shut.

The outside world blurred as tears welled in my eyes. The cold reality left me shivering as I crashed against the wall heaving and clutching at my chest.

The air hung heavy with the acrid taste of betrayal, and my heart, shattered and bruised, grappled with what I had just experienced.

Just then, the rough grip on my arm returned and yanked me from where I'd been mourning the loss of the only thing I thought to be mine, propelling me toward the living room where my father sat, a storm of anger brewing in his eyes.

I stumbled as it shoved, and pushed until I stood before him. 

“Are you stupid?!” He barked at me, “Why didn't you report to me first? What gave you the audacity to just barge into your sister's room?" He lashed out.

The barrage of questions echoed in my ears, but I wasn't processing any of them. The ringing in my ears drowned out his words. I saw his mouth move, but the weight of what I'd just witnessed sat heavy on my chest, making it difficult to draw breath.

My gaze remained fixed on the hallway. I wasn't sure what I expected but it sure wasn't the emptiness that greeted me no matter how long I looked. Alex wasn't coming out. He wasn't falling on his knees to admit to his mistakes and seeking my forgiveness. 

The sound of their loud, unabashed moans replayed in my head like a broken record, pushing me closer and closer to the brink of insanity.  

Sharp and burning pain coursed through my body, flowing with the anger that swam in my veins. Tears poured out of my eyes but I couldn't feel it. I wanted to scream, to release the suffocating pressure, but it felt as though my voice had deserted me.

All Alex had to do was rush out, take me in his arms, give me an excuse, maybe pour the blame on my parents, and accuse Sofia. 

Sofia was beautiful. He could tell me that she and my parents had connived to seduce him and I would jump at that in the blink of an eye. I was ready to believe whatever he would tell me. He was all I had.  

Wasn't he supposed to be mine forever? I just needed him to…

What was I thinking? Was I really foolish enough to believe that the Moon goddess cared about my silly existence?

Their betrayal, no, not just theirs, the betrayal of the entire universe played out like a cruel spectacle, mocking my desire for more than I was obviously deserving of.

The pain only intensified with each passing second. Another scream clawed at my throat, but I still felt like a voiceless shell, trapped in an unending nightmare.

Abruptly, a resounding smack reverberated through the room. The impact sent me straight to the floor, the world spinning.

“Stupid girl.”  Grace's voice echoed. “How dare you ignore your father. Have you lost it?”

Anger climbs higher admist the mess of emotions I was feeling. A growl fell out of my lips.

“Look at her!” She cackled, “Look at this Omega wolf! Growing wings now?”

Grace was the opposite of her name and I distractedly wondered how she got it. She brings me to my feet with my hair still twisted around her fingers and stared right into my eyes.  

I could see the anger in them, clear as day. She was mad at the fact that I interrupted my mate and her daughter. 

My father grunted and shifted in his chair, it was a grunt of discomfort, definitely owing to the fact that he now had to add getting a new table to his long list of worries.

He'd complained to his wife many times about hating to have to replace furniture around the house after I'd gotten a good lashing. At first, I thought it was his way of letting her know that she was overdoing it, but that was never the case. He couldn't care any lesser what became of me. If anything, he hated spending money on anything related to me.

“How dare you?” Grace screeched, ignoring my father's presence and reaction.

My legs wobbled as they struggled to hold up my weight and I felt bile rise in my throat.

Who would have thought? Just a few minutes ago, I believed that I was the luckiest in the entire universe and that the tides had finally turned in my favor.

Somewhere in the depths of my fantasies, I believed that there was a possibility that I would become Luna. It would have been the perfect poetic justice. I was going to exact my revenge on the people that made my life a living hell and now, all I could hear was ringing in my ear as I wallowed in self hate and a violent need to just end it all. Anything to stop hearing the mixed sounds of my mate copulating with my step-sister. 

My wolf raged within me. It clawed at me violently.  Most Omega's were paired with docile wolves. I, on the other hand was an anomaly. 

In my wolf form, I was fast and pretty loud and even aggressive. Yet, in human form, I was still puny and weak. I was fragile and pathetic unlike most Omega's who were built for work. No matter how hard I tried, I didn't have strength nor agility. My wolf on the other hand had refused to accept reality.

It raged within me every time I was subjected to unfair treatment, threatening to burst out. Sometimes, It overpowered me and took control, but it was always whipped back into submission. However, it never learned its lesson. 

Right now, it wanted to grab a knife and slash Grace's face, then rip my step-sister to shreds.

Another smack sent me tumbling beneath my father's feet. 

“What happened?” He asked coldly.

I knew I had to speak. If I remained silent, I would get a worse punishment but my wolf was stubborn. It wanted nothing more than to claw his eyes out.

“He asked you to pay up and that he never wants to see me again.” I forced the words out of my lips.

My father's growl ripped through the air. 

“Of what good are you then?” Grace mocked. “How do you keep on ruining every opportunity?”

“You good for nothing brat.” My father growled just as his palm collided with the side of my face. 

I wheezed and coughed. I could barely recover before I heard the horrid crack of my stepmother's silver whip slashing through the air.

The moment it landed on my back, my body finally gave and everything dissolves into darkness. 

Dawn

When I opened my eyes, I found myself still sprawled in the same position on the floor in the now empty living room. I groaned as I slowly pushed myself upright. My entire body throbbed with glaring pain.

The hunger pangs hit hard; I hadn't eaten all day. Once again, exhaustion pulled at my limbs causing me to fall back.

I laid back, closed my eyes and tried to will the pain away. But it wasn't subsiding.

My nose picked up the scent of food. It teased my senses and mingled with the echoes of laughter from the kitchen.

Bitterness and hatred simmered within me. My wolf growled angrily. It could still sense my mate's scent, but something about it had changed.

"Looks like she's finally awake," sneered my step-sister. The laughter abruptly stopped.

I had to fight the urge to react.

That b*tch.

I wanted to stab her in the eyes and destroy her beautiful face. She'd