The Alpha King's Hidden Defiant Omega

te Cole

down my spine. His powerful hands gripped my hips, pulling me flush against him with a punishing, relentle

into the expensive silk sheets. It was the scent of an Alpha King, a scent that demanded surrender. My body, th

rmor I had left. I was a pawn in this cutthroat Blackstone Pack, currently in bed with my former best friend's brother. It was a secret wrapp

tor shattered the heavy, cedar-scented air. Unlike the privat

of intimacy I'd attempted a hundred times before, hoping to

adboard above me. In the dim light, his golden eyes flashed like a predator

the nightstand, snatched the sleek, silver-edged c

abbing bitch! I treated you like a sister, and you seduce my brother? You're nothing but damaged goods, a cheap whore! Do y

d before didn't make me trash, but in Corinna's eyes, I was filth. The degradation of being

into the forced submission he demanded. I knew my role. I was a warm body, a pliant toy to satisfy his needs

his hot breath brushing my ear. "She called you used goods?" he whispered, his voice dripping with

is dominant Alpha aura seeping even through the speaker. "She's a litt

g rant continued to echo in the room, a twisted soundtrack to his relentless claiming. His golden eyes darkened with a sick, thrilling amusement. He wa

es locking onto mine. "Look a

akable mask of blankness. I refused to let him see the tears threateni

ice shrieked from the communicator, a vile echo in the tense silence. "You

dn't even let my eyelashes tremble. I just stared back

tion his sister was trying to inflict. When he found nothing but my abso

ossessive kiss that was more about venting his frustration than any kind of passi

athing already evening out as sleep claimed him. The room was filled with

e fractured light cast by the expens

as silent as a falling feather. I padded across the cold floor on bare feet, gathering my cl

t the glittering expanse of the city. This was the top of the world, a sym

echoed in my m

t deeper. He had protected the privacy o

. He had given me sanctuary, a way to survive in this cutthroat Pack. Bu

om door and slipped out into the hallway, leav

hift the next morning, the corridors were already bu

adopted brother, Leo, j

ing out with a guy in a