Reject the Beast Alpha

Chapter 2: The Cursed Werewolf

"There you are, setting down beautifully," Cresia whispered. Her lips curled into a smile as she watched the sunset through the window.

Sunsets have become her comfort ever since she was a child. It was her constant reminder that every struggle would end, every wound would heal and every hot tear would fade.

She could feel how tired her body and soul were from her constant bottle, yet as she watched the sun set solemnly before her eyes, it gave her hope, peace, and a little happiness.

But she knew it was only temporary, as sunset also meant new suffering.

Cresia Lincoln lived differently than others; she was treated with extreme prejudice because the pack, particularly her brother, who was the current Alpha, saw her as a disgrace.

He said she was cursed.

And that she was born differently. While the rest of the pack had naturally dark skin and jet black hair, her skin was white as snow, and her hair was naturally dyed a ginger color that became even brighter whenever she exposed herself to sunlight.

Heard of the worst? While all of my pack mates were able to shift after turning thirteen years old, she wasn’t.

She had no wolf inside of her.

And she f*****g didn’t know why.

With these, Cresia was deprived of so many things. She was forbidden to go out of the house, which felt like a cage, for eighteen years. She had no friends; no one on whom she could rely aside from herself; no one to whom she could run because no one ever accepted her.

So here she was, living in a house that felt like hell, and had been serving the only family left, the ever so ruthless Colton Lincoln, Alpha of the Ferocious Manes.

Cresia dashed into the kitchen, and started cooking Alpha’s dinner. At any moment, he’d be home from work. Dinner must be served as soon as he’s home or else he’d beat her up like a punching bag. She hated it, but she put up with it not because she wanted to, she just didn’t have much of a choice. He was powerful, and he could kill her with one swing, which she didn't want to happen, because she still hoped that one day all these nonsense things in her life would end; that she'd be able to shift and meet her mate.

Cresia quickly carried on with her task, cooking steak, which was Alpha’s favorite, and hoping that with this food, he’d be leaving her alone for the night. But as soon as Cresia heard the front door open, her body immediately stiffened.

‘s**t, I wasn’t done cooking!’ she thought.

His heavy footsteps became loud and clear, an indication that he was on his way to the kitchen to check on her. A pang of fear went through her chest. She lowered her eyes and focused on cooking, deep down praying that he wouldn’t be upset or something.

Shutting her eyes, she breathed hard. But the second Cresia felt his nose against my neck, her face turned cold and pale.

"Hmm, since when did you smell so good, Cres?" Colton murmured as he breathed against the back of her neck, which made her feel the goose bumps crawling over her skin. He stroked her hair, pressing his body against hers. "You looked damn sexy in your filthy clothes. How about we take it off?"

"Colton, what are you doing?" Cresia asked softly, trying to get away from him, but his arms were fast enough to snake into her waist, pulling her closer to him until she got to feel the growing thing in his groin area.

She felt a sheer amount of terror, knowing what this was going to be. Cresia wasn’t innocent about what he was trying to do, as he had done it with numerous omega she-wolves before. Disgust built within her, and she couldn’t help but question how he could do this thing to his younger sister.

He began kissing her neck. Her exhale turned into a whimper when she felt him thrusting behind her, purposely making her feel his bulge against her butt.

"Colton, stop it!"

Cresia gritted her teeth. As she gathered her remaining strength, she forcibly elbowed him and ran out of the kitchen, going directly to the main door. However, before she could open it, Colton had already pulled her hair so hard that she could feel her scalp ripping apart.

"You, wench! Where do you think you’re going?" He laughed devilishly.

When she turned to him as she tried to remove his hand from her head, Cresia smelled the reek of alcohol in his scent. His eyes were red like a devil's, and she was pretty sure that he was so drunk, to the extent that he had become an extremely disgusting animal.

"Let go of me! Colton—" He slapped her face before she could finish my plea, so hard that her tears rolled down her pale cheeks.

"You’re not going anywhere until you get to satisfy me, little mutt," he remarked as he leered at her.

He struck her stomach, making her fall on the cold floor. Cresia shrieked in agony and coughed up blood. The next thing happened; he removed his pants as he stared down at her, eyes full of lust. She could no longer describe the dread she felt, but she knew this would haunt her forever.

"P-Please, don’t do this," Cresia pleaded. She tried to sit upright, but he only kicked her.

"I am an Alpha. Consider yourself lucky that you got to have s*x with me." He grinned.

Seconds later, he was already on top of her, pinning both of her arms above her head, his knee spreading her legs apart. His hand rolled her long skirt upward, and with one swift movement he was able to tear her underwear.

Cresia tried to move her hands, refusing this disgusting plan he had. However, Colton was so strong and was eager to violate her. She screamed for help when she felt his manhood touch that very sensitive spot on her body.

"Colton, no! We’re siblings! D-Don’t do this!" All she did was cry and beg, but he never listened.

He never felt disgusted at all! She refused to give him what he wanted, and so she tried to close her legs, which made him growl. She could only glare at him, crying.

"For Moon Goddess' sake, I am your sister, Colton! We’re still family, so please stop doing this!" Then her shoulders trembled. "P-Please . . ."

He laughed out loud and offered her a broad grin.

"I haven’t told you that we’re not goddamn related, wench. You’re an adopted child, so basically this is fine," he said, and then tried to rub his manhood against her private part.

Cresia was completely struck by his revelation. Her body went numb, and everything became even more frightening...

As her tears continued to fall, loud screams from the outside were the next thing they heard. Colton was ready to take her and had spread her legs widely when he suddenly stopped and looked over at the closed main door, seemingly bothered by the noises outside.

Those noises...

"The pack is under attack! f**k!"