Rogue Alpha's Slave

Aster was getting married today.

How did she feel?

She didn't know.

She spent past ten years preparing herself for this awful day.

It’s supposed to be an honour for her because she was marrying the son of the Alpha King himself — the conqueror of all the packs in the world and the ruler of all the werewolves.

The Alpha King had raised Aster in his home since she was ten years of age and he had looked after her as his own daughter if not more. He took Aster in after her parents — the greatest warriors in the history of werewolves died protecting him in a war against an infamous Alpha Vladimir of the North Shield Pack.

Now, If treating her — an orphan as his own daughter and a princess was not enough, he had offered her his son and the opportunity to become the werewolf queen one day when it’s supposed to be impossible.

Why was she so unhappy despite everything then?

It was because she was a werewolf but she had no wolf of her own.

She turned eighteen six months ago and she was past the age of even finding a mate let alone shifting into a wolf which was supposed to happen when she was thirteen or fourteen years of age.


It’s disappointing to Aster and to the Alpha King who raised her as his own, having high hopes about her future, considering she was the daughter of his beta and a great warrior.

Aster didn't even know how Alpha King could do this to his own son — Marcus. It was cruel.

“ You look gorgeous. ” The voice pulled Aster out of her trance.

She glanced at the vanity mirror in front of her.

Black eyes stared back at Aster. There was nothing but lust in them.

Better than nothing, Aster thought.

At least Marcus desired her. He had desired her since she turned fifteen. Aster often found him staring at her, wanting to touch her and once he also proclaimed his wish to have her as his mate but the woman who had no wolf could not recognise her mate either.

It was a pity. Truly. Aster's life was miserable.

Aster's eyes took in his appearance. He was wearing a black tux, his black hair slicked back, his dark orbs sharp and lustful, his nose crooked a little and his thick purplish lips set in a smirk.

Marcus Adamus — the future King of all the werewolves, a Lycan and Aster's soon—to—be—husband was a perfect man whom she didn't deserve.

“ I can’t wait. ” He whispered to her and walked forward until his front was pressed against her back, the hardness poking her butt.

“ Feel it? It’s all for you. ” He spoke near her ear, her heart unusually not fluttering at all.

His fingers traced the outline of her poking bones from the backless dress. Sudden shivers ran up and down her body.

His fingers stopped at the strap of the dress and he pushed it down, leaning in to kiss her shoulder.

That’s only what he was allowed right now, given that the Alpha King had protected Aster even against his son and had kept her safe until today.

“ Daddy dearest will be angry if he finds out I kissed you even on the shoulder, baby. ” Marcus smirked before titling her neck and inhaling her scent deeply.

When his hand travelled down from Aster's shoulder and cupped my clothed breast, she didn't protest at all. She was indebted to his father, and to him.

“ I won’t go easy on you in the ceremony. ” He warned and squeezed her right breast, making her bite her lower lip to not end up letting any sounds out of my mouth.

“ See you out in five. ” Marcus released her breast and stepped back.

Aster sighed in relief.

Throwing her a last meaningful glance, he turned around on his heels and stormed out of there.

Aster believed he told her the truth. He wouldn't go easy on her.

Sighing, she fixed her stray hair, her mind going back to live the old memories again.

‘ One day you will get married and your Dad will walk you down the Aisle, Aster. ’ Her Mom used to say this when she used to play marry the doll with them.

An unconscious smile graced her lips which faded away in a second.

Useless. It was useless to live in the memories of the past.

“ It’s time, dear. ”

Alpha King Adamus appeared in the doorway.

The man used to speak to her so gently that Aster sometimes had to remind herself that she was not his daughter.

She had done everything for this man. She could be anything to him but ungrateful. This man had accepted Aster even after he found out that she didn't have a wolf.

Turning around, she walked over to him and wrapped her arm around his own. He pursed his lips at the lack of response from Aster.

Aster didn't respond anymore. She pretended to be mute, blind and deaf. It made life easy. She had not responded well for the last ten years as far as she remembered.

This was something that she got from Alpha King’s mate and Luna — Ostria. Unlike Alpha King Adamus and his only son Marcus, Ostria hated Aster all her life. Her hate ran down deep and when no one was around, she often showed Aster her vengeful side which was always going to remain hidden to everyone in the world but Aster.

“ You look beautiful. ” Alpha King admired her mermaid off – white dress and her light make up.

“ Thank you, Alpha. ” She whispered.

“ Let’s go. ” He began walking while tagging her along.

Was she afraid? No.

Was she nervous? No.

Did she feel anything at all? No, she guessed.

Setting her lips in a thin line, she walked beside him, never missing a step at all.

When they reached the hall where the ceremony was held, Aster halted for a moment after seeing the huge crowd. Everyone present there had a story of their own and Aster could assure you, their stories were bloody and they all were always at the giving end.

Aster was the only one on the receiving end here.

The odd one out in the world of Power, Wealth, Status, Blood and Sex.

The soft piano started playing and Aster began walking along with Alpha King Adamus.

Crown Prince Marcus Adamus was not her true mate, that’s why they had to go through this mating ceremony.

First of all, Marcus and she would take some vows like humans do, then we would mate in front of the Alphas of all packs so they could witness them becoming mates.

The thought of this process sickened Aster. She had to get naked and have sex with her chosen mate in front of a dozen people who were only going to watch them while drinking their expensive wines.

Marcus stood at the end of the way, his hungry gaze slowly tearing apart her dress and taking her wildly in his imagination.

She didn't stumble even after knowing her future. She just walked, silently.

A growl suddenly echoed in the hall and everyone was instantly on their defensive stance.

Aster was thrown away and Alpha King had disappeared from her side in a mere moment.

“ We are under attack. ” Marcus cried, stepping down from the aisle and preparing himself for what was coming.