NORA

“ This way, my Lady! ” The guard walking in front of me said politely.

He was leading me to the great grand hall of the Wolveshire Citadel. It’s the home of Alpha Dustin, one of the five rulers of all werewolves.

Every year, the Alpha and the other four rulers, Alpha Ranger, Alpha Zane, Alpha Tyson, Alpha Striker gathered at one of the five castles they owned and a grand banquet was held.

In the banquet, they chose one omega each to take as their slave for one whole year.

It’s an honour, according to what these Kings thought.

All the omega ladies, groomed by powerful households were obliged to gather in the hall to get selected. These ladies tried their best to get chosen. Merely a year of having sex with an Alpha King and you came back richer than any other omega in this Alpha and Beta dominant society.

During your stay with the King who picked you, you must submit yourself to him. Heart, body and soul alike. That was the only condition.

He had the right to do with you, whatever he wanted. He could have sex with you himself or he could temporarily lend you to any other man he wanted.

Still, all omegas even if they were daughters and sisters of werewolf lords, warriors and betas lined up here every year and swooned over the Kings.

Unfortunately, I as Lana Redley was obliged to attend this banquet and try my absolute best to not get selected by any of the Kings. Or else, I was doomed.

One might ask why? Well, because I was not who they invited or wanted here. I was the one who should have never set foot in this castle in the first place.

I shook my head and pulled myself out of the trance.

I gawked at the sparkling decorations of the hall. Ceilings were decorated with candle holders dangling down from it. Everywhere I looked, I saw gold coloured ornaments placed precisely. The bright golden shine made my eyes hurt. In my eighteen years of life, I had never seen a hall so magnificent.

The hall was filled with ladies. Fair in colour. Their features sharp. And their dresses fitting their curves. These ladies looked expensive and screamed their omega status in the way they talked and walked while swaying their hips to grab the attention of every man possible.

I closed my dry mouth and fixed the deep neckline of the golden dress I was wearing.

It made me look foreign to myself, too neat and too fashionable to my liking.

The soft music playing in the room made my nerves tense.

My eyes searched the room for any familiar face, but who was I kidding? I couldn’t even say greetings to any woman here, let alone be friends with one of them.

While my eyes roamed around, I found them getting fixed on the food table in the distance.

My dry mouth watered. At least there was some benefit of being here tonight.

Gathering my heavy dress between my sweaty fists in a highly un-womanly fashion, I approached the food table. My lack of mannerism earned me a few skeptical looks from the sophisticated ladies. I tried to ignore them and reached out to a rich looking desert.

“ Who is that skank? ” An arrogant lady dressed in a pinkish something gown asked one of her friends.

“ Alpha Redley’s daughter. ” Her friend replied in an equally distasteful tone.

I choked on my sweet piece of cake and turned to look at them.

An insult or two begged to leave my mouth. I hardly controlled myself.

The horns were blown, announcing the arrivals of the Kings. The choosing ceremony was starting.

Taking my eyes off the rude ladies, I focused on the lavish carpeted staircase instead. My heart hammered in my chest.

It was time.

I turned back to the food table and dipped my finger in the liquid chocolate. Taking the finger to my mouth, I tasted the rich chocolate and evenly smeared it on my teeth.

‘ You are such a bitch! ’ My wolf Zoey snickered with me.

The ladies behind me rushed to get in a single line so the Kings could have a look at them as they passed by.

I walked to them and stood in the middle of the line.

Not too close to the start and not too close to the end.

A perfect place to be at to avoid getting noticed.

The room fell silent. My heart thumped harder. Despite knowing that I would never get selected with my mediocre looks, the shiny slutty dress, a bush for hair, and chocolate smeared disgusting looking teeth, I still felt a little nervous.

The tap of heavy footsteps caught my attention. I lowered my gaze like the rest of the ladies.

The footsteps climbed down the stairs. The room was instantly filled with darkness and many suffocating auras.

‘ The Kings are here. ’ My wolf whispered as if the Kings could hear her if she talked loud in my mind.

I lowered my head further. My hands clenched into fists by my side.

“ This one is too plain. ” A chirpy voice made its way to my ears.

I shivered. And barely held the disgust from showing on my face.

“ This one has small hips. ” A new heavy voice commented in a serious tone.

“ This one looks too ready to get fucked. How many men have you been with before? ” A calm voice questioned this time.

Were they going to question me like this too? I gulped my saliva.

“ Just — Just my fiancé, My King. ” The girl replied in a small voice.

I almost jumped in shock.

There were committed women too. That was new information for me.
“ Are not experienced women better? They know what they are doing. They can suck cock better and are also flexible. ” A voice heavily chuckled.

OH YES! I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs. Choose experienced women and spare poor virgins like me.

“ So what’s your name? ” A voice asked.

I froze.

“ Katnis Bruding. ” The so called experienced lady answered.

Silence fell. I tried to pick my head and have a look at the Kings but two guards standing in front of me, blocked my view.

“ You are chosen as Alpha Ranger’s woman for the next year. ” One of the guard announced.

I released a breath of relief.

Three more women were selected just like this until my turn came. Alpha Zane, Alpha Tyson, Alpha Dustin all had chosen their women slaves.

Four were out of the picture. Now, only the last King remained who hadn’t chosen a women.

And the Last King was Alpha Striker. The relentless asshole, everyone called him. He was rumoured to have killed his rightful mate years ago and now, he lived alone in his high castle, Euthoria Fortress.

All the supernaturals, the vampires, the witches were scared shitless of him.

His cruelness was not limited to the enemy. He was ruthless towards his people too.

And it was known to everyone that whichever woman he chose as his slave for the year came back scared. Mentally and Physically. No amount of money was enough to make them normal again.

I was relaxed. It couldn’t be me. The King who was utterly picky would never choose me. I was far below average.

The thumping footsteps came to a halt in front of me.

I glared at the shiny pair of black leather shoes and wet my lips with my tongue.

“ Raise your head. ” This new voice was much demanding than the other four voices I had heard earlier.

I did as the voice asked and lifted my head slowly. My gaze lingered on the blue silk shirt the King was wearing which clung to his strongly built frame. He was huge — I had to crane my neck back to finally have a look at his scary face.

A scar ran down his chin, down to his neckline before disappearing down the shirt.

My brown eyes met his cold grey one’s. My breath hitched in my throat.

Then, I forced myself to grin, displaying the stained teeth to him like I had practiced before.

His thick eyebrows bunched together.
 A look of disdain crossed his devilishly handsome face.

“ Oh. Oh my Fucking Goddess. ” One of the King cringed behind him.

Yes. Yes. I shouted in my mind. Cringe like this and leave me the hell alone!

“ What’s your name? ” He asked in a strong tone.

My lips trembled. The smile dropped in an instant.

One of the King chuckled from behind him.

“ You always choose an interesting woman. ” One of them commented.

My eyes wandered around. My mind refused to come up with anything.

He was not really serious about this, right?


“ What’s your name, woman? Answer the King. ” The man I recalled to be Alpha King Dustin of our region, demanded.

I stopped breathing and looked up at the scarred King with horror filling my eyes.

“ Nor… ” I corrected myself. “ Lana Redley. ”

My heart leapt to my throat.

The King’s eyebrows smoothened out. My tongue darted out, wetting my lips.

He glanced to his right, while my sight remained on him.

My ears were ringing, my breathing uneven. Unlike the women who had received their new titles joyfully, I looked like I was dying.

“ Lana Redley. You are chosen as Alpha Striker’s woman for this year. ” The guard announced.

“ NO WAY IN HELL! ”