The Alpha's Omega Slave

Chained To The Alpha

The iron chain bit into Aria’s wrist as the guards dragged her through the stone hallway.

Each step echoed like a death sentence.

She wasn’t supposed to be here. She wasn’t supposed to be alive.

Three months ago, her pack was slaughtered. Rogues. Brutal. Fast. She’d watched her father fall, watched her mother’s blood stain the snow, watched everything she knew burn to ash.

And now she was a prisoner in the Alpha’s compound.

The chain clanked again as they stopped in front of a massive oak door. One guard pulled out a heavy silver key and unlocked it with a loud click.

“Alpha’s orders,” the guard said, voice flat. “You don’t speak unless spoken to. You don’t look him in the eye. You don’t run.”

Aria laughed. It came out bitter and broken. “Or what? You’ll kill me? Go ahead.”

The guard shoved her inside and slammed the door shut. The chain was locked to a ring bolted to the wall, giving her only three feet of movement.

The room was dark. Cold. The only light came from a single torch on the wall.

And in the shadows, something was watching her.

A low growl rumbled through the air.

Aria’s blood turned to ice.

From the darkness stepped Alpha Kael.

He was tall. Broad. Dangerous. His silver eyes glowed faintly in the dim light, and his jaw was set in a hard line. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, and scars cut across his chest like a map of battles he’d survived.

Aria forced herself to stand tall despite the chain around her wrist. “So you’re the great Alpha Kael. I’ve heard the stories.”

Kael stopped three feet from her. Close enough that she could smell pine and smoke and something wild on him. “And I’ve heard of you. The omega who survived the rogue attack.”

“I’m not an omega.”

“You are now.”

The words hit her like a slap.

Aria’s eyes flashed with rage. “I’m not anyone’s anything. Especially not yours.”

Kael’s eyes narrowed. “You don’t understand what you are. The rogues marked you before they killed your pack. You carry their scent. If you leave this compound, they’ll find you. They’ll kill you.”

Aria swallowed hard but didn’t back down. “Then I’d rather die than be your prisoner.”

Kael stepped closer. One step. Two.

The chain around her wrist pulled tight, and Aria gasped as a sharp pain shot through her arm.

“Don’t test me,” Kael said quietly. “I don’t want you here either. But the bond chose you. And now you’re mine to protect.”

Aria spat at his feet. “I don’t need your protection.”

“Liar.”

Kael reached out and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at him. His thumb brushed over her jaw, and Aria felt electricity shoot through her body.

“You tremble when I touch you,” he murmured. “Your pulse races. You can’t breathe right.”

“Because I hate you.”

“No.” Kael’s voice was low, dangerous. “Because the bond is real. And you feel it too.”

Aria jerked her head away. “There is no bond.”

Kael released her and stepped back. “There is. And if you keep fighting it, it will kill you.”

He turned and walked toward the door.

Aria stared at his back. “If you think I’ll just accept this, you’re wrong.”

Kael paused with his hand on the door handle. Without looking back, he said: “I don’t think you’ll accept it. I know you will. Eventually.”

The door slammed shut, leaving Aria alone in the dark with the chain around her wrist and the burning mark on her skin.

She sank to the floor, trembling.

The bond pulsed again. Hotter this time.

And Aria realized something terrifying.

She didn’t want him to leave.