RidaHari

[Dark Romance Themes | Strong Female Lead]


She stripped out of the soft ivory linen robe clinging tightly on her attractive curves. It had accented her large breasts in an appealing way, leaving a great part of her cleavage peeking and almost popping out.

Her firm and erect tits bounced out, mould lips glistening with wet arousal. 

An ember of lust sparked in her loins as she imagined him pounding into her with his engorged and throbbing member.

"Isn't this what you wanted like all the other Alphas?" She asked, her voice barely holding together, trembling with pain and contempt.

 He stood frozen as he beheld the figure before him, eyes dark and unreadable.  

Seconds stretched, then without a word, he stepped forward to pick up her discarded robe.

Gently, like she was something fragile, he wrapped it around her. Covered her, then turned his back and walked away.

The door closed behind him with a quiet finality that thundered in her ears.

Danika blinked.

An awkward strangled cackle tore from her throat. Her body folded as if laughing could mask the slow collapse happening inside her.

Shame flooded her before the humiliation crashed,sharp and sudden. Had he found her lacking? Was her worth so small he didn’t even want what every other Alpha would have torn through blood to claim?

Her fists clenched around the robe he had wrapped around her.

The same robe that now felt like a reminder. A brand of his rejection.

And yet… somewhere beneath the storm inside her, a colder question whispered:

 He had a harem of women he'd taken from his conquests, Why didn't he want her?

                            ***

Rejected. Unclaimed. Unwanted.

Danika spent her life cast aside by her pack, her father and by fate itself.

Not even her first bonded Alpha kept her—he discarded her for a more advantageous match, another mark on a soul already carved with rejection.

A wolfless omega who was never meant to matter. She had always sought solace, looking for a place or mate whom she would belong to.

But fate was not done twisting the knife. A misfit of events and blood-bound tradition landed her in the hands of Alpha Denzel... the cursed and cold-blooded ruler feared across all packs.

He is the beast no one dares to love or tame. The same enigma her father made him into.

But Danika? She has a beast of her own. And she vows to either tame —or destroy him. Whichever comes first.

The Alpha's Unlikely Beast Mate

Danika couldn't even watch as she felt what she couldn't tell happening to her body.

She felt her fingers changing form but the pain would stop, averting them back to how they were. Normal.

"What are you?" The woman said again, this time frustration laced all over her voice.

She reached for a dagger that that was before the candles and stabbed it into Danika's chest, above her left chest right where she had seen a mark seemingly trying to insert itself.

Danika yelped in pain. The woman wanted to kill her too. It was not just the pain on her chest which she couldn't explain where it came from, now there was a stab wound there as well.

She tried to fight back but her hands were bound together with a rope.

39: What Does She Want?