Fated to a ruthless Alpha

ARIA POV   My new school. An Omega's new school. A privilege.  This was the place I craved, the place I wanted after my life's miseries seemed like they would never end. This was the place I craved. It was just like yesterday, when everything seemed to crumble and shattered into a million pieces, where the bones of a good life creaked in despair, splintered into a million pieces, and burned in the deepest part of infernal distress. That was the life I faced.  My parents had died, died from the War. The war that wiped life out, like an immortal c*****e, not seeming to end, only letting lives dwindle, and blood splatter in the air, as hot coal burning from the lungs sent tears of fumes into the annihilating aerial atmosphere. That was when everything shattered. My parents left me.  I promised to take revenge, a revenge that would cost me whatever, and I was ready to give up anything. But since my sadistic intent was smelled by the Alpha, he wanted to kill me, to prevent the prevailing disaster, as I would be the one to take the cruelest revenge. But then, to kill me, they did everything.  They wrecked upon every sort of matter, dug the greatest banes, and had it in my body, waiting for me to give up any solace and succumb to the rotten feeling of hell burning in me. Still, I ran.   I had to. Sprinting into the woods, and more for a long time, I trampled upon anything my feet came on, nocturnal insects, poison, metals, or even traps. I didn't want to stop, I needed to live with my little brother in hand.  My brain died out into oblivion. And the next thing was that I was declared going to school. I was to finish high school. A Wolf high school.   I felt slightly overwhelmed in my new school. Everything seemed different, more polished, my wolf could smell the wealth in the air, this was a school of privileged people, probably future Alphas and Lunas. "Hey, beautiful," the voice called out, shaking me from my thoughts, and pushing me into the wide open mouths of reality that swallowed me. I turned around to see who was calling me.  "Yes you," he repeated. "You kind of look out of place.”      No one had ever referred to me as beautiful before, not in my previous life, nor in this one, not even the Beta that told me about this school without giving me a map or anything.   He was a blond-haired guy, about 6 ft tall, and had onyx eyes that glinted under the morning sun, as he had his lips tugged at one end with a rigid, easy smile. I was immediately drawn to him, so easily.   The first person I encountered in my new school. "I’m Costas,” he introduced, as he extended a hand, and to my surprise, when I  took it, he turned my hand ever so subtly and placed a kiss on my inner wrist. It made me laugh, more than I felt aroused. "I’m Aria – Aria Vohn. An Omega, I am sorry to say. It’s a pleasure to meet you," I replied, stuttering a little as his stare daggered at me.  Costas waved off my modest introduction. “No one would ask you that if you chose not to tell. Come along, let me show you the school. I know for a fact, you're new here," he said.   He had already turned around and was heading forward into the school before I  could object. I had no option but to follow in his wake, further into a school that looked even more intimidating with each step.   At least, no one introduced me here. He was kind enough to do so.   The females here looked like they had just stepped off a magazine cover, and the males looked so hot, it made me blush. Back in my pack in the woods, werewolves expressed their physical desires openly. A female could walk up to a male she liked and seduce him right there in the open if she wanted. My father had shielded me from such a life though, so that, at the age of seventeen, I  had never even been kissed. I have never been grabbed on my boobs nor have I ever had s*x.   Now I wondered how it would feel if any of the hot males around tried to seduce me. Likely I might just fall because they look hot.  "You’re blushing real bad, tell me what’s on your mind?” I looked up to find my new friend watching me, a patronizing smile at the corner of his lips.   I lifted my chin and forced my eyes to hold his, while a saucy smile formed on my lips. “None of your business, Costas.”    Costas smiled outright. “I can bet my claws on it, you’re blushing cause you’re feeling overwhelmed by the school and its gorgeous males.” He added with a wink.  “Nonsense!” I  declared, fighting another blush. “This school is not even as impressive as my former school.”   “Fine then. Prove me wrong, take the lead. Walk ahead of me.”   “Fine!” I  snapped. I had already sidestepped my friend and was walking on when he told me it was a joke, but his words fell on deaf ears. As what he said was true, the males look hotter than the males in my former pack. I was so busy trying to stop blushing, I  didn’t see where I  was going, right until I  ran into someone. … Not someone! A male – a male with a very broad chest and muscles as well toned as steel. It felt like I had been crushed into a pillar. A pillar oozing off nosegays.     I felt strong hands move me steadily away, then rest on my shoulders, steadying me, until finally, I lifted my eyes to look at the male who possessed such a powerful wolf aura. Nothing on earth could have prepared me for how handsome he was, the powerful magnetism of his wolf. He was dressed simply in black trousers and a dark-colored easy shirt that was open at the throat, exposing his powerful neck, and the pulse beating there. Without knowing what I was doing, I lifted a hand to touch that pulse, it was caught quickly in his, and yet his eyes never left mine     His eyes were a very unusual shade of gray, and yet they had speckles of green, a green so dark it was blacker than midnight, and yet I could feel myself getting drawn in. I snapped a gaze away from him, only to stare at his face, his well-chiseled jaw, his face looked like the artistic carving of the moon goddess herself, and his lips – they curved now in a smile that was more mockery than it was amusement.   I blinked intermittently, as a tenacious and musky inebriating scent, mixed with a rich and fruity aura of jasmine oozed off him and dived straight into my nostrils.  "Like what you see?”     His tone sounded so insolent, husky and cold, a little baritone sounding, but so insulting that it snapped me out of whatever hold it was he had over me. I  lifted my chin but found I  could not hold his gaze.  “No. No, I don’t find you attractive at all," I snapped, immediately jumping out of his arms.   “Why? Because they make males wilder where you come from? Yes. I’ve heard about you. You’re from that primitive pack where everyone acts like savages, and you're going there soon,” he said, smiling.  What the hell did he mean? How did he know that? I was supposed to be in the darker lights here, but I was already becoming noticed.   “How dare you!” I  did not know what came over me, but maybe it had to do with how much his presence affected me. I raised my hand and attempted to slap him. My claws would have come out so hard that I would have left deep red marks on his cheek by the time my hand left him. I so much wanted to palm the faces of anyone that was going to mess with me.   His eyes darkened in anger, and this time, when he grabbed me, his hands were far from gentle. They dug into my flesh, hurting me, but I felt even more terrified when he pulled me forcefully at him. His powerful body engulfed me, and the mix of his wolf scent and his expensive cologne made my senses swim, but nothing prepared me for the moment when he crushed his lips to mine.  My first kiss…    His lips were hot on mine, demanding, taking what I did not give, hurting me, and yet, he brought me the sweetest pleasure I had ever known, a pleasure so sweet it was like pain. His hand grabbed my jaw roughly, as he tilted my head for better access, then his tongue plunged into uncharted territory, marking me as his even before I had the chance to refuse. His hand played at the hem of my skirts, easily, with no hurry, and yet they were not gentle. He let me know I  had no choice in whatever he chose to do with me when my hand went down to push him away, but his hand turned to steel instead, trapping me. I was totally at his mercy as his hand inched upward to find mine. I  whimpered as I surrendered to the power of my passion, the power of his magnetism, and then suddenly, as quickly as he claimed me, he let go of me, so suddenly that I  stumbled backward and almost fell.    I had a few students laughing at my back, someone muttered something about me being a cheap gutter w***e. My skirt was still in disarray, and my lips felt swollen from his kisses. I  felt a humiliating blush stain my cheeks, and then finally, my shame and embarrassment gave way to anger.  “You have no right! You had no right to just grab me and steal a kiss from me without –”  “Steal?” A sardonic brow lifted as the corner of his lips curved up in a smirk. “I stole nothing, took nothing you did not want me to take. I could feel your need for me burning in those shallow veins of yours," he hissed, staring at me in a sleazily obscene manner.    “How dare you!” I  screamed again in frustration. I lifted my claws again to strike him, but something about the look on his face made me take down my hand.  “I did not want you. I don’t want you. The kiss was stolen from me – stolen!” He laughed outright now, making me angrier. “Sweetheart. I would have sworn to the goddess you kissed me back, but then you know nothing about kissing.” He hooked a finger under my chin and lifted my face till I  found myself staring into those formidable gray-green eyes of his.  “What primitive pack would go straight to love-making without foreplay at first? Ah ah, I warn you, next time I'll twist your arm,” he added when I raised my claws to hit him again. “And do males go about bullying defenseless females in your ‘civilized pack’?” I snapped when he finally let go of my chin.    “No.” He answered simply. “But then you attempted to hit me.” His hand touched his cheek where I was supposed to hit him. I didn't even hit him, and he took revenge.  “You did what you wanted to my body, it was only fair to do what I wanted to yours."  “Th- that’s not fair, t…” I found myself stammering, blinking awkwardly.   “I don’t see how life is fair. You chose to hurt my body, I chose to mark yours with pleasure you would never get again in your miserable life,” he derogated.   He had already turned and was gone before I could think of what to say to him. I  could only stare in anger, as a hundred and one emotions ran through my heart.  I felt ashamed and humiliated, and yet my body felt awakened in a way I  had never thought possible. The annoying thing was that this pleasure was brought to me by a male who despised me. Unwittingly, I felt tears sting my eyes.   I felt gentle arms come around me, but in an agitated state, I jerked around before I  saw it was only Costas.  "Are you okay, Aria?” He asked gently. I nodded, swiping angrily at the lone tear that escaped my eye.  “I’m fine. Of course, I’m fine. It’ll take more than that jerk to faze me.”   My friend nodded. “Good,” but he still looked concerned. “That’s Alpha Jason, Alpha of the entire school pack, and, the entire town, the biggest town in the entire Livid Valley City. He’s a good male but he can be such a jerk around females. I was going to warn you to stay away from him," he said.  I bit my lip in anger. He should have told me this earlier. Somehow, I regret it.  Did I raise my hand at the Alpha? What the hell did I do? I was going to pay for it.   We continued our walk, but this time, Costas had abandoned the notion of giving me a tour, we were simply walking toward our first class.  “What’s his deal? Why is he so angry with females?” I asked, trying to sound as casual as possible, but even the mere thought of him already set my heart racing.  Costas must have noticed because he looked even more worried. “Aria, just stay away from him. He would only break your heart and then destroy your wolf. When it comes to females, Alpha Jason is bad news.”  “Why?” I asked simply, although I did not know the full question I was asking.  Why was he bad with females? Why did he kiss me? Why was my pulse still racing from his touch, why did my lips still remember the feeling of his claiming me?  Costas looked as though he wanted to say more, and then the bell struck, disrupting whatever he would have said. “I’ve got to catch my class Aria, see you at lunchtime," he said and sauntered off.    He was already gone before I could form a reply, leaving me alone to face performing arts class as well as my own messed-up emotions, and try as but I could not get the wickedly handsome, and yet ruthless Alpha Jason out of my head.   A bad experience with the Alpha on the first day? I will be punished for this.