Once Upon a Blue Moon

Pregnant with his heir

I felt the pain around my wrists from his harsh hold and the bruises around my thighs painful.

I couldn't get my body to move and I just laid there, naked and crying. He moves in closer, his bare cbast crashing against my chest. He cradled my cheek with his hand and wiped out my tear then leaned in and whispered in my ears "it's not time for you to cry, weak Omega."

And then his lips crashed hard against mine, biting. The pain was excruciating, and I moaned in agony.

I felt his hand slide in between my thighs and I jerked up. I struggled to get away from him but he was too big and his body easily restrained mine.

In one swift move, he flips me over and pins my head down on the bed.

I shut my eyes tight as I felt his bulge against my naked bottom. My cries were muffled by the pillows he pinned my head against.

I felt an excruciating pain shoot in between my legs in one instance, and I screamed. That's when I knew what he had done to me. He had forced himself inside of me. The pain rippled across every inch of my body. I didn't know how much longer I could endure the pain and I just wanted it to stop.

He moves in closer into me, driving himself slowly into me this time, causing me to grab hold of the bed sheets, a sharp scream escaping my lips yet again.

"Ahhh," he groaned into my ear "it's your first time. At least, you're not entirely worthless after all. Don't worry, I won't go rough on you yet."

I cried even though his strokes became slow and gentle. The pain was too much. After a while he picked up his pace and drove into me hard and fast. I thought I was going to lose my consciousness as the pain over took me. At a point I completely lost control as he overpowered me and just laid there, enduring all of the pain, tears flowing down my face. I couldn't believe my virginity was snatched away from me by this cruel Alpha who isn't even my mate. I would never forgive Dominic for this.

After he was done, he slumped away from me and it felt like the air that he'd knocked out of my lungs finally returned. I tried to move but the pain between my legs were mightier than the little strength left in me. I felt the bed lift and heard his steps disappear from the room. Then I broke into another fit of cry.

I must have cried for hours before Leona walked in to meet me in the pool of my own blood. She quickly picked me up and helped me slip on my dress again. Then she took the blood-stained bed covers and walked me out with it.

I cried throughout my bath.

"Whipe your tears, my lady, you will be happy again once you have the Alpha's heir." Was the comforting words Leona offered to me as she scrubbed my body clean. I'd never felt so dirty in my entire life before. Dominic has subjected me into all sort of dirty cruel works before but none as dirty as what the Alpha just did to me. He's a monster.

A few days later and I never saw him again. I ate alone, walked alone. I was only allowed into the gardens right behind my room, and I also found a green house where I could sit and cry. Most of the time, I felt pathetic, but I didn't know what to do. All I was always thinking about was the time he forced himself on me. I asked Leona severally why I couldn't see him again, and she'd tell me he's a very busy Alpha, attending to his pack's affairs. A part of me wanted to see him because I had a lot to say to him, to ask him, but another part of me was happy that I didn't have to deal with him forcing himself on me.

Finally, after two weeks, he'd walked into my room and did only one thing: force himself on me again. But he was more gentle this time, and I was more cooperative. It was a repetition of the same pain I felt the last time but I managed to keep my tears at bay. When he was done he left like the first time. And like before I cried myself to sleep.

A few days had gone by before I realized I was with a child after I went seriously ill and vomited on everything I came across. The pack's physician examined me and decided he would relay the news to the Alpha. For the first time I smiled as I watched my flat stomach. Something to make him happy, to make him look at me with love, I thought. But I was so wrong. Because nothing gets through to him. Not even the news of his unborn heir.

Because after the day of the news, I still didn't see him. I spent the next few days sick and bedridden, but still he never showed. Until the second week when he appeared out of thin air inside my room.

"I assume you're over your morning sickness by now." His voice is deep and intimidating, but all I felt was anger. I turned around from the dresser chair I sat at to face him. I looked down immediately in fear.

"I command you to look at me now." He said calmly.

Slowly and steadily, I moved my gaze to his. His eyes are softer and gentler. They weren't red and deep blue anymore. They were pale blue with a hint of grey. Finally, they looked like human's.

"I ...I'm sorry....."

"I expect an heir from you soon," he cuts me off. "You have proven yourself after all."

He was a beauty. While he talked, I was lost staring at him. He looked like a whole different person from the same man who had r***d me weeks ago. He looked beautiful, and as I watched, I could see his fine psych. He had long pointed nose, lined lips that looked soft and succulent, eyes and brows that looked too pretty for a male and brown-blond hair that sat perfectly on his head. His body was well built and.....

"Are you even listening?" His breath is soft against my skin. I hadn't realized he'd come up close to me until I felt his hand under my chin, holding gently and bringing my face up to him. I gasp for air. And blinked hard.

"There's a war coming and i will be gone for a few weeks," he said "and I expect you to be a good girl while I'm away."

Why do you have to leave? I wanted to ask, but I remained silent.

His face moved impossibly closer to mine, his lips brushing firmly against mine in a teasing manner until he snapped away, letting go of my chin and walking out.

As he disappeared from the room, a small smile crossed my lips. I didn't remember smiling like that in years. It was a genuine smile. Cradling my stomach, I watched the sky outside, the smile lingering on my lips.