Fated to My Enemy Alpha

(Amber's POV)

Today was my eighteenth birthday and it seemed as though I had been waiting for this day forever. For years I had been hidden away from the rest of the pack, a dirty little secret whose mere presence brought shame on my father, the Alpha of the Scarlet Pack, and today was the first day that I had ever been seen in public.

For so many years I have lived here as a slave, my true identity kept from anyone. But recently, out of the blue, my father told me he was going to have a Bar Mitzvah for me and introduce me to the entire werewolf world. My wolf Rae and I have no idea why he's doing this.

To be honest, I have a bad feeling that this is definitely not a simple bar mitzvah. I wasn't a child anymore, I didn't believe in fairy tales. But I can't resist, I'm not just any daughter who can be capricious and disobey her father, I'm just an unloved slave.

I am not even allowed to see my real mother.

My mother is still lying in a hospital bed, relying on instruments to keep her life alive with difficulty. Whenever I didn't go along with my father's plans, he threatened me with my mother's life. And I know he wasn't kidding; he really wouldn't hesitate to pull out my mother's oxygen tube.

"The fucking arrogant prick." My wolf Rae raged in my head, "How can he be so heartless as to dangle our mothers life over us at every opportunity just to get what he wants!"

"There's not much we can do about it, Rae," I replied quietly as I made my way over to where my father stood side by side with his wife and other daughter, my stepmother and stepsister, who watched me wryly as I approached.

"I mean there is... but you won't let me do anything about it..."

"It wouldn't solve anything Rae. We aren't strong enough to challenge and defeat him, besides, I desperately want to see mom again. If we can just get through tonight then there's a chance..."

"Never had a chance!" Rae scoffed loudly. "He's a sneaky bastard, I don't believe he'll keep any promises!"

Rea was right, my father hadn't promised me anything, but I believed that maybe today would be the beginning of all the changes. My father's admitting my existence to the pack might mean that I would meet my mate. Perhaps my mate could help me escape from my father's imprisonment.

"I have a feeling that our mate will show up tonight..." Rae exclaimed excitedly, immediately agreeing with me.

Displeased with my distraction, my father shattered my fantasy with his cold voice. "Amber, come here."

Instantly, all the werewolves in the auditorium turned their gaze towards me. My face immediately burned, and for a moment, I felt dizzy. I still couldn't get used to being scrutinized by so many people. But my father's gaze was as sharp as a whip, sending shivers down my spine. I quickly walked over and stood on his left side.

And on the other side of me were my stepsister and stepmother.

"I don't want to stand near her. She's a fucking embarrassment." My stepsister murmured to her mother as she shot me a filthy look.

"If you pretend she doesn't exist it will make getting through tonight a lot easier."

"I'm the Alpha's daughter! She's nothing but a bitch, just like her mother! How can she stand with me? This is just humiliating to me! " She pressed as she glared at me furiously, but a look from my father silenced her as I stood in front of him.

My father cleared his throat and began introducing me to the crowd with the authoritative voice of an alpha. "This is my other daughter, Amber. Today is her 18th birthday, and just like me, I know you all are eager to know what level her wolf will be. We'll see the result before midnight tonight. But one thing is clear, she is beautiful, and I believe it is a shared treasure of our pack..."

What did he mean? My beauty is a treasure for our pack? Was he planning to sell me to some powerful pack for resources? I knew our pack had been losing money these years... but I was still shocked by his shamelessness! He didn't even bother concealing it from the pack members!

I clenched my fists. This was it! This was why he'd presented me tonight! I felt smoke rising in my throat and my chest uncontrollably heaved up and down.

Bastard! The fact that my father is a bastard has never changed!

The crowd erupted in enthusiastic applause. My father didn't give them a chance to ask questions because he saw my eyes turning red. He knew that if he continued, I might not be under his control anymore.

When he approached to give me a final hug, I dodged him in disgust. Immediately, he threatened me. "If you cause any problems tonight, or open your mouth to the wrong people, then I won't arrange for the visit to your mother, do you understand?"

I nodded quietly as Rae's anger rolled off me in waves and he tightened his grip on me. As the Alpha and my father, he must have felt Rea's insecurities.

So he whispered a warning to us, "That goes for your bitch of a wolf as well. I can quite easily have her suppressed if she steps out of line, leaving you all alone. You wouldn't want that would you?"

His words were mechanical and emotionless, and even though I stood with them, we were not family, and I was still a slave. I swallowed the emotions that were about to overwhelm me, and with a dignified smile on my face, I carefully scanned the crowd in front of me, trying to distract myself from my bitter disappointment.

"Amber, perhaps we'll be lucky and our mate will be here to save us from this pathetic existence," Rae murmured sarcastically to me as my father's voice faded into the background, "We could run away together, find our mother and bring her somewhere safe..."

My expression remained cold when someone greeted me. The pack members, just like my father, were all bastards. They all accepted what my father had done to me without question. But Rae's excited voice suddenly stopped, catching my attention.

In the next moment, I could feel an odd sense of excitement beginning to ripple from her. She was on high alert and I could feel her anxious pacing in my mind increase in intensity as the omega's began making their way into the ballroom and filling the tables with various dishes that gave off mouth watering aromas.

As my eyes drifted over the workers they landed on one particular man. He was tall and wiry, with a gentle-looking face, and as he turned to glance in our direction, our eyes locked, and the plate of food that he had been carrying clattered to the floor noisily...

Instantly, I felt as though I couldn't breathe. All of the air had been stolen from my lungs and my heart felt as though it would burst as Rae screamed loudly in my head.

"MATE!!!" Rea's voice exploded in my head, and for a moment I froze in place.

"MATE! Amber! Go to him!"

The sweet smell of my mate washed over me and I pushed my way through the crowd, ready to cling to him, but a familiar chorus echoed through the hall, "Amber!"

My father's angry face appeared in front of me, his glaring eyes blocking me from my mate.

"Father..." I struggled to swallow the lump in my throat as I tried to explain, but a sneer spread across his face as he tightened his grip on my arm and turned his head to look at the man standing in shock.

I was afraid my father would hurt him and gathered my courage to try to say something, "Father, he's my..."

"Mate?" Father interrupted without waiting for me to finish, his tone filled with mockery. Quickly he added, "The Moon Goddess gave you this poor Omega as a mate?"

Yes! She did! How I wanted to say it out loud! But then I remembered how my mother had been tortured by him just because she was an Omega. The excitement in my eyes vanished.

My father would kill him! He would kill my mate! No! I will never allow this to happen! "No... he's not..." I immediately shook my head and tried to signal my partner with my eyes not to approach me. I didn't want him to be in danger because of me.

But he didn't seem to read my eyes, and with the attraction of the mate bound, he rushed past my father and tried to grab my hand, yelling "MATE!"

"No!" I quickly shook him off. "I, Amber Jasper, daughter of the Alpha of the Scarlet Pack, reject..."

I hadn't even finished my oath of refusal when I saw my father turn into wolf, his claws swiftly piercing my mate's neck.

Pfft...

In an instant, blood began to gush from his neck and even splashed onto my face.

"No!!!"

I watched him fall to the ground with a frightened look in his eyes...

(Amber's POV)

I felt my soul leaving my body as darkness engulfed my vision, rendering me unable to move a single step.

"How disgusting! This filthy Omega's blood has stained my latest designer dress..." It was my stepsister's mocking voice that made me realize I wasn't dreaming. My father had actually used his claws to pierce through my mate's throat.

On the ground, my mate was still writhing in agony. Rae's angry and pained voice brought my focus back. My gaze turned into daggers, aimed at my stepsister and immediately shut her up!

"Listen... Amber! Have you forgotten my words?" My father smirked, stopping me from approaching my mate.

As his grimy hand clung to my arm, a sickening knot formed in my stomach, and a fiery surge coursed through my veins!

Despite in pain, Rae took over. My hands turned into sharp claws and angrily threw my father aside. We immediately rushed towards our mate!

"Please... No! You'll be fine," Rae kept licking his wounds, making a last-ditch effort to save him, but he was bleeding out too fast... No one could survive that kind of wound... not even the strongest Alpha.

The despair and grief that pooled in our souls was overwhelming. Hope was fading. I didn't want to miss the last chance to tell my mate how much I longed for him.

"Please Rae... let me talk to him... I need him to know that I didn't want this to happen..." I sobbed hopelessly in my mind and reluctantly, she gave control back to me.

The only sound in the now deathly silent banquet hall was my father's warning growls and snarls as I shifted back and crouched over my mate.

I stared down at him with tears streaming down my face as I pressed my hands over the wound on his neck in a futile effort to stem the flow of his blood. I knew it was too deep, but I had to try.

"I'm so sorry," I choked as I leaned forward and pressed my forehead against his, "I never wanted this to happen... I want you... I want us... please don't leave me..."

His crimson eyes connected with mine as his hand reached upwards and landed weakly on my own.

"You..." he gasped as I sobbed loudly, "this is all because of you..."

It felt like my heart had stopped. I blinked in shock as I looked down at him, Rae's mournful howl echoing loudly in my head.

"No! That's..." I protested as he weakly tried to push me away, his eyes beginning to lose focus.

"This is your fault." He murmured weakly, "If I wasn't your mate... this would never have happened."

"Please... don't say that... I'm sorry..." I sobbed in a broken whisper as his breathing became shallower. I hugged him harder and tighter, fantasizing that his life wouldn't be drained away so fast because of it.

"I curse you..." he gasped as he stared weakly up at me, the anger and rage burning brightly in his eyes, "I, Eric Johnson, curse you with my life to never be happy, to be betrayed for all eternity-".

With his last breath, his eyes rolled and his hand fell away from my chest.

"No!" A hiss of despair shook out of my chest and I felt unable to breathe.

The tears streamed down my face as I screamed into the oppressive silence as Rae howled her grief alongside my own, but suddenly, there was an ill-timed taunt from behind me, "Don't be a drama Queen Amber... he is nothing... was nothing. This is for the best."

I looked back at my father, who looked at me with disdain, as if this life didn't matter.

"Why would you do this?" I growled, my eyes blazing furiously as I stood to the side of my now-dead mate's body, "I'm already going to reject him! Why are you killing people at will?"

"Watch your language!" Father inhaled angrily." Have you forgotten that bitch? I told you, only death will put an end to accidents! I will never allow another omega gene in my family! EVER!"

That bitch? I knew he was talking about my mother. My father hated me just because my mother was a homeless omega, and he saw it as a punishment from the Goddess for tainting his noble Alpha bloodline.

"Someone!" Without waiting for me to retaliate, he angrily ordered the guards, "Take Amber away!"

Everyone in the room remained silent, afraid to speak. I see my stepmother and stepsister not far away looking at me with smiles on their faces. I must look like a clown right now!

"Amber! I told you! He's an asshole! You can't trust anything he says!" Rea yells in my head. Yes, we can't trust him anymore, everything he says is a lie, it's all to control me better, there's no way he'll ever respect me, much less actually let me see my mother!

"Rae, do you fear death?" My scarlet gaze fixed on the hypocritical bastard, the blood from his fingers still not dry.

Rae didn't answer me, but my bones began to rattle, my joints began to extend outward, and as I let out a roar of rage, I quickly lunged at the bastard!

My fangs sank sharply into his arm and the taste of blood spread through my mouth. The taste of blood turned us on.

"Bitch... HOW DARE YOU?" Rage spilled from my father's mouth.

"Ow-" He SHIFTED into a huge black wolf and threw me out with force.

The huge difference in strength caused me to be quickly thrown against the wall by him. I heard the sound of cracking ribs and blood quickly spurted out of my mouth.

"Someone! Wolfsbane!" I vaguely heard someone give the order. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my neck and a wave of excruciating pain rushed through my body, as if fire traveled through my veins and I writhed in agony on the floor.

"Hopefully the wolfsbane will knock some sense into you and if that doesn't then an indefinite stay in the dungeons until you learn to behave well." He whispered hatefully into my ear as I clawed desperately at my own skin.

He released his hold on my neck and stepped back, taking a deep breath as he ran his hands through his hair.

"My apologies," He said with a somber voice, "She's not well mentally, as you can see. That's the only reason that I never introduced her to you. Guys... she's simply too unstable. "

As my consciousness began to fade and I felt rough hands grab hold of me, I swore to myself that no matter what happened, one day I would seek my revenge... no matter how long it took.

(Amber's POV)

Three years later, in the cell.

"I curse you..."

I still remembered the night that my mate died vividly... it replayed over and over again in my mind and my mate's dying words haunted me endlessly.

I'd thought of taking my own life, but I knew my mother was still waiting for me. Though I didn't know if she was still alive, until I heard definitive news of her death, I wouldn't give up on my own life!

My father had only imprisoned me; he hadn't killed me. I believed that in his eyes, I still held some value. So while he demanded my obedience, he wouldn't let my mother perish.

However, I wasn't simply kept locked in a dungeon.

For the past three years, I had been kept here in solitary confinement, with only the stoic presence of the guards and the unwanted advances of the men that my stepmother sent to try and take the one remaining precious thing that I had left to me.

My virginity. She and my stepsister viciously tried to turn me into a whore.

Thankfully, none of them had been successful as I had always managed to fight them off and they were sent back to her each time with bloody faces and bruised egos.

But they still hadn't given up. My stepmother only saw those werewolves she had sent as too weak. She was determined to achieve her goal before I die. My existence remained a threat to her. She knew that once my father realized my true value, she and her wretched daughter would be cast aside.

But when I woke up this morning, something was very much different. I had been chained to the wall by my arms as well, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake off this fog that clouded my mind and lethargy that seemed to make my limbs almost too heavy to move.

I wasn't sure how long I had laid here like this, but suddenly the door opened and a man staggered into my cell unsteadily, a crooked grin on his face as I raised my head to meet his eyes defiantly.

He was more powerful than any werewolf I had encountered before, and I immediately detected a different scent!

"I heard that those who came before me didn't succeed..." He approached me with a dangerous smile. "But you know what? Three years ago, I witnessed your beauty in the crowd. Every wet dream I had since then was about you. So... here I am. I'm really looking forward to our encounter. How about you?"

Disgust. That was the only feeling I had. I smiled and spat in his face, hoping to provoke him into losing control so that I could seize any opportunity to kill him!

But almost instantly, his large hand firmly gripped my chin. "Darling, if you continue with your rebellion, I believe we will miss out on the unforgettable foreplay. Before your vagina dries up like a desert, I doubt if you can handle my size. Or do you prefer it direct?"

"Well then, , show me your dick, and I'll see if it's as convincing as you claim," I sneered, glancing at his crotch. He thought humiliation would make me submit, but ever since the incident three years ago, my mind had been focused on one thing: seizing any chance to escape and seek revenge against my father!

He blinked in shock as he sat back for a moment and wiped his face, before erupting into laughter and shaking his head.

"I'm going to make you regret that." He snarled as he positioned himself above me and unbuttoned his trousers, his stubby little cock nudging against my thigh.

"Not really got much down there to do that with though, have you?" I sneered as I lowered my voice to a mocking whisper, "Don't make promises that you have no hope of keeping."

He snarled angrily as he pulled at the chains, forcing my arms backward painfully in an effort to hurt me, but I refused to cry out, instead, I sneered at him.

"Don't make this harder than it has to be for you... just this once... be fucking nice..." he hissed as he crashed his lips onto mine and forced his tongue inside my mouth.

Perhaps I shouldn't have done what I did next... but I parted my lips wider, allowing him access and lulling him into a false sense of security.

He moaned appreciatively as he pressed his hips against my thigh and began to move his hands under the t shirt dress that I was wearing.

My heart began to race in panic as he repositioned himself between my legs and nudged my legs open wider as he deepened the kiss. It was obvious to me that he intended to go through with this and although my legs were beginning to get some feeling back in them, I wouldn't be able to move him off me in time.

It was now or never.

As he inched closer, I bit down hard, feeling the flesh of his tongue tear as his confusion turned to terror and he tried desperately to pull away. It wasn't until my teeth connected with each other that he was finally free and as he fell backward off the bed, clutching at his mouth and screaming in agony, I spat his severed tongue in his direction.

"You better believe if I had teeth down there as well, then you'd have your cock at your feet too." I spat, trying desperately not to gag on the acrid taste of his blood.

His howls of pain filled the cell and I knew that it wouldn't be long until the rest of the guards appeared and enacted their justice with their fists, but until then, I intended to savor the agonized howls that were a result of the small piece of justice that I had managed to take for myself.

I could only imagine my stepmother's rage when she discovered that her plans had been ruined yet again.

A figure appeared in the doorway and I squinted towards it, snorting derisively.

"Took you long enough didn't it? He'll probably bleed to death if you don't get him medical help soon." I smiled sweetly, knowing full well that the light from the open doorway would mean they could see the trails of blood streaking down my chin and onto my chest.

It must be a gruesome sight and quite honestly, I hoped the sight haunted them in their dreams.

"Well, I can't say that I'm surprised your behavior remains that of a feral savage," a voice that should have been familiar announced in disgust, "Your stepmother said that you had descended into madness, but I hadn't quite believed her."

"If you count defending yourself against rape as descending into madness, then I think it's you who is clearly insane." I spat back,

The man tutted and said nothing, simply gesturing to the guards behind him and they moved forward, releasing the chains that held me.

I sat up, my arms shaking unsteadily as I did so and frowned at the realization that the man in the doorway was my father.

"As of today, I absolve you of your sins." My father said gruffly.

I couldn't help but move towards him when I heard his words, trying to decipher his expression.

What was he trying to do again?