Worthless To Priceless: Rejected Omega Turned Lycan King's Bride

Chapter 1 I do not need to say I'm afraid. It is clear from the audible thumping of my heart and the visible trembling of my hands. Danger is closer than ever and I am staring right at it. Or him. "Sabrina" he calls my name as he always does as if daring to respond, daring me to speak in front of him. I close my eyes awaiting his claws on my face as they draw blood like they have always done. I will not speak, I will not fight tonight. I think I finally know my place. "Sabrina" this time he calls out to me much calmer than the first. Masking the ruthless alpha I've seen one too many times. I still do not reply. I am an omega living at the mercy of the alpha and wolves of the Pale moon Pack. Although surrounded by werewolves, I'm a lone wolf for I have been sidelined by my own kind for reasons beyond my control. A cruel joke it is. A werewolf that cannot shift form. And this has not earned me pity, only hatred. A hatred that I fear will be the death of me someday. Maybe that day is today. My heart keeps beating as I stare right at the face of death. For some reason I just can't look away. His features are more striking tonight like the full moon was feeding his beauty. His amber eyes seemed to have transfixed my own blue one. His broad shoulders, made even more noticeable from his curls that just fall inches away from it. I suddenly feel enchanted by him. "Answer me" he growls angrily and I can feel my end is near. In a split second, he crosses the distance between us and I don't even have enough time to defend myself before he grabs me. "So soft," he announced inaudibly. The alpha was holding me by my breasts but still managed to pull my body three feet above the ground. "Dan…te" I could not help but moan his name. The feel of his hands on my breasts was so good, I forgot his place as the alpha of my Pack and mine as the omega. In a sudden motion, he released me, making me almost fall to the ground. I was grateful for the rude awakening and was once again ready to face my fate. I clutched my necklace for one last time and let my fingers fiddle the crescent moon etched together with it. In another sudden movement from Dante Malakai, I could not speak, I could not move and I could not breathe. His lips had claimed mine while his tongue infiltrated my mouth. The burst of passion was so unprecedented, I almost fainted. Dante didn't stop, he kept on kissing me so hungrily unbothered that he was suffocating me. His full weight was now pressed against me and he had my back against the wall. His kisses were hot and they ignited a passion within me. A fire that was so strong, it almost burnt down all the bad memories I have of him and all the others. It almost devoured the scars he gave me with his own hands. Almost. The pain was still there and it will take more than suffocating smooches to erase. I needed to think properly and having him so close to me was not helping. So I snapped. "How dare you?" he barked, his eyes burning with a fire I am used to, the fire of rage. I used all the force within me and it was only able to get him two paces away from me, breaking the kiss. "I…could not…. breathe" I stammered at the sight of the fire in his eyes. I hoped that my half truth was convincing enough to not get a harsher punishment than I would have for whatever I just did or whatever that made him come to my home. My home was a small cottage on the outskirts of the Pale moon pack's territory. It was the only place that my kind wanted me to stay, seeing me unfit to live with them. I have never had anyone come in here for any reason and never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that the alpha would be the first. I stare right at his face, my heart racing a lot faster than it did before and my palms beginning to gather sweat even in the presence of such a cold night. I wonder what urgency would lead him to my private quarters. Dante seemed to be wondering something too. His eyes were holding questions as they stared intently at my own blue eyes. Gone was the anger, only confusion remained. "Didn't you feel anything other than suffocation?" Yes I did. I felt pleasure rising in my insides like an inferno. But I will never tell him that. If he is truly here to kill me, I will die knowing that I did not feed his pride like Raven Artemis and the other ladies did. It will be my victory in death. "Answer me" he asked, trying to maintain his composure but I could clearly hear the crack in his voice. The disappointment. I was winning. "Stop making me repeat myself" Dante had moved a pace ahead and I had doubled back to yet another wall. The room was so damn small. "Sabrina" he had caught hold of me with ease and as he grabbed my hand I felt a spark that sent shivers down my spine. He saw me shivering and drew back. I was grateful for the separation but the next instant, I was so mortified. "I don't understand. The moon. How can the moon be wrong?" His words were incoherent and inaudible, a sharp contrast to the alpha I knew. What exactly was happening? "The mark? Could it be false?" Dante kept on muttering what I initially thought was gibberish or was it? Could I be the fated mate to the alpha?