Bound by the Alpha's Betrayal

Raven's POV 'Ding. Ding.' The alarm beep, its shrill sound echoing through the silent dormitory. I groaned, burying my face deeper into the pillow. "f**k," I muttered, rubbing my eyes. Six a.m. already? I could swear that I had just closed my eyes a few minutes ago. I wasn't always like this though—I was just too exhausted from the long trip back to campus yesterday. My name is Raven cross, nineteen-year-old, a second year student at Crescent Moon Academy, an elite werewolf training institute. Here, students are ranked based on lineage, strength and dominance. My father is a Beta, so I'm treated well, unlike the Omegas, who were nothing than servants, constantly bullied and disregarded by both teachers and students. Honestly, I never understood why rank determined worth so much. I mean, we are all here to get stronger, and it's only right for everyone to be treated fairly, but that was how things had always been. "Raven," Valerie —my best friend and dormitory mate—sharp voice pulled me out of my thoughts. "Can you off the damn alarm. I don't know why you even set it, if you're going to ignore it anyways." She's right though. I never use the alarm but I never failed to set them. Without replying, I stretched out my lazy hand, my muscles protesting and switched it off. Classes start by eight. I should get up now. The moment, I sat up, excitement fluttered in my stomach. Today, I would finally see Kane Blackwood again after three weeks apart. Kane, my fated mate. The man every she-wolf in this academy desired. An Alpha, a senior in his fourth year, the basketball captain, handsome and untouchable. The moment, I turned eighteen and discovered he was mine, I thought I had won the moon goddess's Favor. We had been together in secret ever since, and tomorrow, at the Freshers' Welcome Party, he would finally claim me publicly. No more sneaking around. No more stolen moments. I bit my lips as warmth pooled between my thighs just thinking about him. Goodness, I missed him. Missed his touch, his wolf scent, the way he made me feel completely his. Three weeks apart had been torture, with only my fingers and toys keeping me sane. But tonight? Tonight, I'd have him. I stepped into the bathroom, glancing at my reflection in the full length mirror. The thought of Kane and our nasty adventures had already hardened my n*****s, my thin lingerie doing nothing to conceal the peaks pressing against the fabric. Heat simmered inside me. Before I could stop myself, my fingers traced my hardened buds, teasing lightly. A gasp escaped my lips. The sensation sent a jolt straight to my core. Quickly, I slipped off my panties, bringing them to my nose and inhaling my own arousal. It smelled like clean, fresh p***y, and it made my c**t tingle. Tossing them aside, I bent slightly, letting my fingers part my folds, feeling the wetness gathering there. A single stroke sent shivers down my spine. "Kane......" I moaned softly, sinking two fingers inside myself, stretching myself open and imagining they were his. He had always say, that my p***y was the best he ever f****d. Kane was very nasty, and I loved it. Thrusting in and out of my wet, tight sheath, I lost myself in the fantasy of him pinning me down, his mouth marking my skin, his thick c**k pushing me..... beyond my limit. My breathing turned ragged. My thighs trembled. The coil in my stomach tightened, and with one last deep thrust, I shattered. My orgasm rushed out in waves, leaving me breathless. I slipped my fingers into my mouth, tasting myself, then stepped into the shower, washing away the evidence of my impatience. Tonight, I wouldn't have to settle for my fingers. I would feel the real thing inside me. ******** "I'm Professor Alaric Vaughn," the new instructor announced, his voice, deep and commanding the room I blinked, momentarily distracted by the sheer presence of the man. He stood tall, broad shouldered, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to strip me naked. He had to be in his mid thirties, but damn, he was hot. A few whispers rippled among the girls. "He's so sexy," Ava purred to her sidekicks. "I wouldn't mind a night with him." I rolled my eyes. Typical b***h. Ava would f**k anything with a pulse if it had power. Still, a strange emotion tugged at my chest. Jealousy? No. Kane was the only man I wanted. "Today, we won't have a full class," Professor Vaughan continued. "Tomorrow, we begin properly." With that he closed the file in his hand and walked away. "I'll get him," Ava added, her voice sharp with determination and her friends giggled. I ignored them. Just then, a student whom I didn't recognise appeared at the doorway. "Raven, Alpha kane wants you in the gym. Now," she said and turned away immediately like she was being chased by some unseen forces. A smile tugged at my lips. I already knew what that meant. I stood, ignoring Ava’s muttered "b***h" as I walked past her. I was in a too good mood to engage her. Before heading to the gym, I stopped at the restroom and removed my panties. Kane should have full access to my sheath. I unbuttoned my shirt slightly, exposing just enough cleavage to seduce. Perfect. Walking into the gym, I spotted him immediately. Kane Blackwood. Tall, powerful, and devastatingly handsome. The very air seemed to shift around him, his dominance impossible to ignore. My n*****s hardened as I took in the sight of him. His friends acknowledged me with a nod. "Hi, Raven." "Hi," I responded, barely able to tear my gaze away from Kane. "We'll leave you two alone," Ashen—his best friend and Beta —smirked, grabbing his bag. "Sure. We'll catch up later," Kane responded. As the door closed behind them, Kane turned to me, his lips curving into a knowing smile. "Miss Cross," he murmured, stepping closer, his heat and scent wrapping around me. "I f*****g missed you." His hands gripped my waist, lifting me like I weighed nothing onto the usual spot —the tennis table. My legs parted instinctively. "No panties?" He smirked, brushing his fingers along my bare slit. "Wanted to make it easy for you." "Smart girl." Without another word, he slammed his two middle fingers inside me. A sharp moan escaped my lips. Fuck, I needed this. And I needed him.