Offered To The Lycan King

ALINA

I wore the revealing clothes that were laid on my bed that had been provided to me by Beck, my step-sister. Every night, she made sure that I dressed like a stripper and danced in front of her and her friends. If I did not do that, then I would not be able to eat and I would have to go to bed hungry. But it was going to be over soon. The son of the alpha, my boyfriend, was going to save me from all of this soon when we got mated.

"Alina." I heard Beck sing from outside the door of my room that was in the basement. Since my mother died, I have not been able to sleep in the house anymore. My father is the beta of the pack and despite that, I was still treated like a maid. He did not mind that Beck was doing all of this to me because my step mother had him wrapped around her finger.

"I am coming." I choked out as I clasped the necklace on my neck that was the last remaining piece of jewellery I had from my mother. I remembered the night when she died. It was in the middle of the highway and a drunk driver had hit her and ran away.

It was a miracle that I survived, and the only thing of hers that I could remember from that night was the necklace. I wore it since then and never took it off because it reminded me that despite the hardship, at least I had a piece of my mother with me. I headed outside my room and went upstairs to where her friends were.

I opened the door to the room and Beck was laid on her bed with yet another man while they made out. Her other friends, Guinevere, Jacob, and Xavier were playing cards. When I came in, I felt their eyes all over my exposed body.

"You are late." Jacob hissed as he got up to his feet and headed towards me. My breath hitched as he grabbed my hair. I managed to choke back the scream as I fluttered my eyes shut to help with the pain. It always worked.

"I am sorry." I mouthed.

"No, you are not." Beck leaned back from the person that she was kissing, and my jaw dropped as I saw who she was making out with.

Alex, my boyfriend, was on the bed and his lips were lifted into a smirk as he looked at me from the bed. I felt my heart breaking into pieces as I watched him get up from the bed. Beck slithered beside him as they went over to the bar in her room to get some alcohol.

"Alex." I mumbled, my voice breaking. Was I dreaming? How could he do this to me?

"You really thought he was going to mate with you, huh?" Beck laughed, throwing her head back.

"But... but you are my mate." I stuttered as I felt the tears that were on the brink of shedding in my eyes. This couldn't be real.

"To ever think I was going to mate with an omega like you," he shook his head, his blonde long hair shaking as he did so. "You do not even have a wolf, and you are also weak as fuck. I would never curse my bloodline by mating with you. It was fun for the time that I used you for your body but all things have to eventually come to an end."

He promised me. He fucking promised me. When he took my virginity in the supply closet of our school and when he would kiss me behind the bleachers after every game. He promised me the world but I could see that it was all a joke to him now. He had played me, leaving me to look like a loser in front of all of them.

"Now chop, chop. Get on the stage and give us a show." Guinevere clapped her hands as Xavier snaked his fingers up Guinevere's short skirt, and her head tipped back as she suppressed a moan.

"No, how about we try something different today?" Alex said as he hopped back on the bed and Beck sat down on his legs, placing her head on his chest. I felt raw pain stab me in the chest but I did not allow that to show on my face. "How about you remove all of your clothes? It's not anything that I had not seen, and I would really like to show them the sexy mole you have on your perky little tits."

Beck rolled her eyes and hit him on the chest, and he whispered an apology. My jaw dropped because I did not think he actually meant it until Guinevere yelled at me. "Did you not hear him?" She snarled like the vicious snake she is.

I started to remove my clothes slowly until I was down to my bra and panties. They were the new ones that Alex had purchased for me because he told me that I looked too unsexy in my tattered old ones. I walked towards the pole with my head low as I started to dance on it, arching my back like Beck had told me to every time I was dancing for them.

"What is that necklace?" Beck asked.

"It is..." my words were cut off because I knew if I told her that it was my mother's own, she was going to destroy it. Even though my mother was dead and they had never met her before, Beck and my stepmother still despised her. Since the day that my father accidentally called my stepmother with my mother's name. "I got it from the market for free."

"Take it off." Alex ordered. Thank goodness I have never told him that it belonged to my mother.

"I am okay with it on." I replied. I did not like to take it off only when I wanted to shower.

"He did not ask for your opinion. He said you should take it off." Beck spat as she walked towards me. She did not even give me a second chance to do anything. She yanked it off my neck until it broke and shattered on the ground.

"No" I yelled, and the waterworks started as I watched the last memory of my mother that I had thrown to the floor, broken like it was some insignificant waste. I dove towards it almost immediately and picked it up, but Beck smacked me until I fell to the ground and hit my head on the stage.

"Now are you happy that you have spoilt the night for us because of the stupid fucking necklace?" She hissed.

"I do not know about you all but I do not want to sit there and watch a stripper bawling." Xavier yawned.

"You are right. She spoiled the entire thing for us. Maybe tomorrow." Guinevere added.

"There is not going to be tomorrow for her," Alex chirped in. "I heard my father talking, and apparently the lycan king will be choosing another girl for his harem in this pack. He wanted to choose one of the maids, but I told him not to. I had someone in mind who was strong and could perform decently in bed. The lycan king will be amazed by what her little mouth could do."

"What?" My jaw dropped once again. There was no way my father was going to approve of his daughter being part of the lycan king's harem. He would not reduce me to being a sex slave. I knew he did not really love me anymore but I was still his daughter. He wouldn't agree to it... right?

"The proceedings have already been done. The beta wanted to stop the whole thing but my father's words stood because he had already told the lycan king that Alina would be joining his harem and he had agreed to it." He added, answering the questions that I had in my head.

My heart rate quickened and my world started to dizzy up. Coupled with the fact that I had just hit my head on the stage, I felt like I was about to faint. I was not going to let myself be subjected to this fate. I was not going to stay back.

"You did not tell me that!" Beck laughed as though she had been told the best news ever. "I should have made her do extra today since she will no longer be here with us."

"I wanted it to be a surprise babe," he approached and kissed her, then she moaned as she leaned in for more. He let go of her before he turned to me, his eyes cold and menacing. He was indeed a great actor when he told me all about the love he had for me. "The second surprise would be this. I, Alexander Hamilton of the Blackstone pack, reject you, Alison Carter, as my mate. I would rather die than be subjected to spending my life with you."

I felt the mate bond snap, and the pain travelled up to every single one of my veins like fire. I closed my eyes as I absorbed the pain and when I opened them back up, I felt like a stronger, different person. I was not going to be allowed to spend the rest of my life as a sex doll to the lycan king. I was going to run away and have a better life away from all of them.

"I, Alison Carter of the Blackstone pack accept your rejection as my mate. I would rather be burned to death on a stake than to spend the rest of my life with you too."

ALINA

Next day

"Come to Daddy's room. He is calling you." I heard Beck say from the other side of the door to my room. She did not like to come in. She always told me that my room smelt cheap and she was afraid that if she stayed there for too long, she was going to start morphing into a lowly omega like me.

"Okay." I managed to reply to her. I looked down at all of the scars I had incurred from yesterday when Beck and her friends had beaten me. Alex was angry, and he said that I was rude to accept his rejection so fast so he made Beck and the others beat me. They managed to not hit my face because Alex was afraid that the lycan king would ship me back after he saw my ugly face marred with scars.

My injuries did not take too long to vanish. I wondered if it was because I was too used to having them which was why they took very little time to heal. I did not have a wolf so my healing powers were not supposed to be strong. It was strange... but I did not tell anyone about it because I was scared I was going to be in trouble.

I headed down to my father's chambers and I found him pacing around the room with his head down. He looked disturbed. I wondered if he had finally come to his senses and remembered that I was his daughter. It did not make sense that a father would sell his daughter out to be in a harem. I noticed that my stepmother and Beck were seated on one of the seats in his chambers. Beck's head hung low while her mother caressed her back gently.

What lies did they cook up for my father now? I swallowed the bitterness in my throat as I greeted my father, "Good morning, father."

"There is nothing good about this morning," cried my stepmother. "You should be ashamed of what you did. Do you even have any sense of pity left in you, Alina?"

"What?" I was confused because I did not do anything wrong. After I was beaten yesterday and was denied my food for the night, I spent my night in my room until this morning when I was woken up to sweep the house.

"If I had not caught her then she would have been long gone by now. And your word to the alpha would have meant nothing." Beck sniffed, shaking her head.

"What do you mean?" I asked again.

"Oh do not act like you do not know what she is talking about. You know how I feel about liars." My father spat, angry veins appearing on his forehead. He looked enraged now that his face was in sight.

"Father, I promise you that I did not do anything. You have to believe me. I don't even know what they are talking about." I tried to reason with him but before I could find other words to prove my innocence, my step mother stood up and headed towards me. She smacked me until I fell to the ground. The pain stung me, but it was nothing I had never felt before.

I raised my eyes to look at my father, waiting for him to try and defend me or to yell at my step mother for hitting me, but he did none of that. In fact, he looked like he wanted to hit me too, "Beck told me that she told you about my plans with the alpha. You know I would never have sold you out. It is not my fault that the alpha wanted to offer you to the lycan king. Do you know the loss this pack would have suffered if we do not fulfil our promise to the lycan king?"

"I did not try to do anything to stop your plans, father." I continued to defend myself even though I knew that it was fruitless. He had already fallen for their lies. It has always been like that. He had long decided that their words meant more than mine.

"Stop lying," he boomed, and I shivered in fear. I have never seen him sound this way before. "Beck caught you trying to run away. If she had not seen you and thwarted you in time, then the pack would have suffered a great loss and the lycan king would have unleashed his rage on all of us."

What? When did that even happen? I knew the extent that Beck was going to go to make sure that I left, but lying about me running away was certainly not one of them. Why did she want to add to my suffering?

"You should be ashamed of yourself," my step mother spat. "You even had the guts to lay your hands on my precious daughter. How dare you?"

"She hurt me and bashed my head into the bush but thankfully I caught her by her leg and the guards helped me to bring her back into the house." She sniffed.

The lying bitch. I was suddenly filled with so much rage. She took my life, my boyfriend, and now she wants to move me away from my own family so she can take my father. Hadn't she done enough? I wished I had time to prove to my father what type of a person he married and the devil that she had spawned, but unfortunately, my father is never going to back me.

He had lost trust in me. There was no way I was ever going to stay back, so I might at least try because I did not want him to remember me as a liar. He hated liars so much. The thought of my father hating me made me feel so much pain.

"I swear to you that I was in my room. Yesterday night, Beck and her friends had brought me to their room and they made me do unspeakable things to them on a stage. They make me do that every night, if not she won't allow me to eat dinner. They had then hit me. All of them took rounds in hitting me. After that, I was too exhausted so I went back to my room to sleep. I promise you I did not try to run away. I wouldn't have even been able to because I was feeling too weak." I rambled on.

"So many fucking lies. How do you spawn this many lies in such a short time? You are a stark replica of your mother, both your stupid unattractive hair and the lies." She twisted her mouth as her eyes darted to my hair. I had long black hair like my mother with streaks of silver hair in between.

"Rita!" My father warned her. He was still obviously in love with my mother even though she had died, which was why they hated me so much. He always used to say that I reminded him of her, but not anymore.

"I am sorry, Your Greatness." She bowed and then tossed me a glare, like I was the one that made her upset my father like that.

"If what you are truly saying is correct, then you will have to back it up with proof. Beck had backed her own story with proof because two of the guards that were with her yesterday told me that they had seen you trying to run away." He said. I was sure that she had bribed them or promised them something because that never happened.

"Yes, I could show you the scars I have from yesterday." I stood up to my feet. My eyes raked over them and I could see the nervous looks on their faces when they saw that they were about to be busted.

I opened my shirt to show him the punches on my stomach but when I did, they were all gone. With a frown, I checked my hands to see where they had hit me with a wire continuously until purple scars had formed, but there was nothing there. It was almost as if they had vanished into thin air. Oh no. I looked up at my father and his expression he wore was filled with disgust.

"I did not know that I gave birth to a liar." He sounded disappointed.

"No, maybe they healed early." It was not helping matters because I sounded stupid.

"That is not possible even for an alpha to be healed that fast. Also, you do not even have a wolf. How would you be able to have those powers if you are not even a complete werewolf?" Beck chirped in.

"Seize her. Take her to the dungeon until the lycan king sends his people to take her to the pack tomorrow." His eyes were not even on me as he spoke. He looked like he was done with me. I was not going to be his daughter anymore. His little princess. Beck was going to be.

"I have to say goodbye to my mother's grave, and I need to pack some clothes. Please, father." I begged but my step mother and Beck had seized me like he had asked them to and bound my hands to the back.

"You have lost your chance of doing that after lying to me." It was the last time I heard him speak before they forced me out of the room. I screamed, cried, and clawed at them to allow me to at least say goodbye to my mother's grave. Her pendant was still with me, thank goodness. I was still yelling and begging at them as they threw me into the dungeon and closed the doors on me like I was some lowly criminal.

ALINA

In the morning, the guards from the lycan king came before the sun was even completely up. My step mother had come to drag me out of the cell and then she pitied me by throwing some of my clothes in my bag and some cheap candy bars.

"Keep this with you and nibble on it on your way. You are going to need it because the journey is long." She thrust the bag at me.

"Thank you, step mother." At least I was not going to be starving on the way. I have not eaten for two days straight. My body felt like it was about to give up on me but I stayed strong.

My father did not even bother to say goodbye to me. I saw Alex and Beck on the couch making out while I was led outside, and my heart hurt when I saw it. I could not believe that this was my life. It was already bad before, but getting to this level was something I never thought was possible. My eyes filled with tears because I had not said goodbye to my mother or my pet stray cat that I found during one of my walks in the pack.

The guards outside looked scary and were clad in black and navy green uniforms. They led me into the car and then they closed the door. I watched as we zoomed off and I looked back at my pack knowing that this would be the last time I might be here. My life was about to get worse, but it was nothing I could not handle.

Hours later when the sun had gone down, the ride ended. The guards opened up the door for me and I was escorted into the palace.

"Is this your first time in the alpha's palace?" The guard that was escorting me in had asked. I was confused for a moment until I realised that they called the lycan king the alpha here.

"Yes." I replied curtly.

"Well, there are a bunch of rules you have to adhere to. Alpha Kai does not joke with his rules and regulations, especially to people of low rank like the omegas or junior members of his harem." He explained.

"What are the rules and regulations?" If I was going to plan to run away some time, then I would be of good behaviour and not attract attention to myself so they would not be looking out for me any time. I knew the risks of running away here were going to be higher, but I did not want to spend the rest of my life as a sex slave.

"I would leave that to Jezebel to tell you all about it. She is the chief maid." He said as reached the door. He opened the door for me, revealing the person that was behind me. I saw a tall woman, red haired with a wicked glint on her face. There were three girls in front of her, and one of them was sobbing.

The guard closed the door behind me, making me shiver. Was this the Jezebel he was talking about?

"And who are you?" She glared at me while she violently chewed on her gum.

"I am from the alpha's pack. The werewolf alpha. I was brought here to be part of the harem." I explained to her, trying hard to make myself sound steady but I failed at that. The little sweets my stepmother gave me were not enough to keep me energised. I was still very hungry.

"Oh," her eyes swept over my body, and when they landed on my collarbones, she frowned. "Too slim. The alpha does not like his women to be so thin."

"Okay." I mouthed, not knowing how to reply to that statement.

"You are welcome to the pack. I am Jezebel, the coordinator of the harem," she stood up to her feet, ignoring the crying girls who were now two. I wondered what they did to her, and I wondered if this was going to be the fate that I will be subjected to for the rest of my life. I simply could not stay back. I needed to run away. "You are going to stay in one of the chambers that you will share with one of the girls." We left the room and I silently followed behind her, not before tossing a pitiful look to the girls as they called out to Jezebel.

"Your duties are to serve the alpha in every way he asks for. What is your name?" She asked.

"I am Alina Carter, Ma." I replied.

'Well, Alina Carter. You are just Alina here. You have been stripped of whoever you were before you came to join the harem because you are never going back to your pack," she said. I almost whispered a 'thank goodness' but I nodded as we continued walking down. I adjusted the bag on my shoulder as we passed a long hallway that was filled with vintage art. "Tell me, are you a virgin?"

My eyes widened because I did not expect her to ask me that kind of question. I did not know the right way to answer it, because I did not know if she was going to punish me for not being one. When I remembered who and where I lost my virginity, I felt bile rise up my neck. But what if I lied to her and she made me go through a test? She was going to find out that I lied and punish me even more.

"No." I replied curtly.

"Very good. You must have experience which is what we value the most here at the harem."

I nearly cringed as we approached the chambers. There were so many doors that I thought of just how many women the alpha was sleeping with. If every room was for two people, then that would be possibly up to fifty women! That was absolutely crazy. The fact that a tradition like this was still upheld made me want to puke. When we got to the room, she opened the door and got in.

There, a tiny brunette lady was seated on her bunk bed with her nose buried in a book. When she saw us come in, her eyebrows scrunched into a frown.

"Good evening ma'am." She greeted Jezebel.

"Good evening Katy. This is your new roommate. I trust that you will try to tell her all that the alpha needs because the alpha has given me positive reviews about you." Jezebel winked.

"Of course, ma'am."

"Good," Jezebel turned back to look at me. "No wearing of your old clothes from your pack. You will be provided some by tomorrow. Also, no loitering around especially after lights out, and it doesn't matter if you are on your death bed- the minute the alpha asks for you, you go to him immediately. Is that understood?"

"Yes, ma'am." I nodded.

She turned around and left the room, and then I headed to my new bed. I sighed when I saw the little bed that had a single bed sheet and duvet. It looked comfortable. At least it looked more comfortable than what I used to sleep on back in my pack. I turned to look at Katy and she had not raised her head even once to look at me.

"Hi." I greeted her.

"Hello." She replied, raising her eyes to look at me for a second before she looked back down at her book.

I sat down on my bed. My stomach violently growled, and I felt my limbs weaken. If I did not get food now, then I might get sick from it. I was so freaking hungry.

"Do you know if I can go out to get food now? Since the lights are not out yet." I asked her.

"I do not know." She replied coolly.

I opened my mouth in an attempt to speak but nothing came out of it. There was no reason to be that rude. Since she wouldn't tell me, I decided that I had to take matters into my own hands. It was not lights out so I could manage to sneak to the kitchen and get something to eat. The only other option was to lie down and not sleep because of crippling hunger until morning came. I got up from my bed and headed outside.

I left the chambers where our rooms were and headed towards the stairs but right when I was about to descend, I smelt something very delicious and sweet in the air. I could not decipher whether it was food or not, but I needed to check. I followed the smell until I reached the room where it was, and I closed my eyes as I inhaled the scent. I could smell it forever. I went to peep into the room. But instead of food, I was met with something else.

"Harder!" Moaned the lady on the bed who was naked with her back arched. I peered further inside and I saw a man right behind her. Oh my God, they were having sex. Why did I smell something good then? I frowned as I turned around to leave but just then, I blurted something out that almost scared me.

"Mate!" I yelled, and I covered my mouth because of how loud it was. What the hell was happening? Was the man in the room my mate? Who the hell is he?

I heard them stop and seconds later, the lady's voice came through, "Who is that?" She asked.

With my hand still clasped to my mouth, I turned to leave stealthily so they would not catch me. If they found me here, they would think I was snooping around and nothing would save me from the wrath of Jezebel if she found out that I had already broken one of her laws less than five minutes after she told me.

I was about to leave the hallway when I saw Jezebel standing by the door with her hands akimbo... and she looked very pissed.