Please Don't Hurt Me, Lycan King Lucas

Flashback

Alone! Despised and Rejected. That is how I saw myself. That Is how they all saw me. I was the pack reject, or, the fancy word, an omega. The lowest of ranks among the wolves and the most worthless.

"You should have just died with your parents, freak!" Mia repeated, kicking me while I was down.

"I don't get why you're still here. Your parents were traitors!'' Mike added.

"You don't belong here." Jennifer said. "You're not one of us, you're a pathetic excuse of a werewolf.''

"You're weaker than a human. You disgust me!''

And the insults were hauled, one after another. I'm not sure for how long they kicked my stomach, or how many times I was punched after they encouraged me to get back up. The truth is, after you're beaten while down, then you learn a lesson. You get used to staying down. To take a beating.

"Alright, come on guys.'' Mistress Maggy called out, approaching from a distance. "That's enough.'' She said, pulling Jennifer, her daughter, away. She stood next to the others, who watched me intently. Mistress Maggy, a short dark haired 45 year old woman with a pot belly, was incharge of all the omegas. The truth is that she hated us, but I was at the top of her list.

"Elara...'' She let out, staring down at me. "When are you ever going to learn that this is not your place?''

End of Flashback

Standing in this moment, all eyes on me, I suddenly realise that perhaps I do belong here. I have hope that things are finally better. The moon goddess has blessed me.

Now that I look at him, the famous Alpha Gale, I feel my heart skip a bit. He is my mate, my Alpha. All my suffering was going to be over. I wasn't going to be bullied anymore. I was the mate of an alpha. The moon goddess has not forgotten after all.

"You are my mate.'' Alpha Matthew repeats, this time his authoritative voice soaring through the vicinity as he captures the attention of more people. It isn't long until a crowd surrounds me. Everyone was staring at me with disgust and judgement. but my eyes are only fixed on him. the incredibly handsome man that is my fated mate.

"Her?'' I hear someone mumble. "It can't be.''

"He has to find someone else.''

"He cannot possibly be mated to her.''

Murmurs and voices arise from the crowd. Suddenly alpha Gareth walked up to him, whispering something in his ear that made him look at me with an indifference.

"You're an omega?'' He lets out, furrowing his eyes. I shake my head. "Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me?'' he asked, his voice slightly raised.

" I didn't think that mattered.'' I answered honestly. I watched the change in his expression. He wasn't looking at me with desire or admiration anymore. There was an ugly feeling that sat at the bottom of my stomach. Everyone that looked at me suddenly made me feel like the world was sinking in around me.

"Get on your knees!'' he demanded, his voice soaring through the air, seeking submission from everyone around.

I could feel the tears pricking my eyes as I fell to my knees abruptly. My mind was convinced that something bad was about to happen. but I was hopeful. After all these years of suffering and pain, something good had finally happened.

I spotted Jennifer and Mistress Mary standing at a distance watching. They looked at me with their usual disgust and content. But I couldn't care less. The moon goddess has given me a mate. That is all I could ever ask for.

" What's your name?'' he asks, causing me to look up at him with great confusion.

"Elara Moore..'' I let out.

He wasted no time as he came to stand before me. I stared at the ground, bowing my head in respect and submission. The words that came after were meant to paralyse me and shutter my heart completely.

"Elara Moore, I believe that the moon goddess has made a mistake by making you my mate. I, Alpha Gale, reject you as my fated mate.''

I clutched my chest, feeling the stabbing pain as celebration erupted. My rejection somehow made more sense to the people. I looked up at him, but he avoided my eyes and walked away with Alpha Gareth, leaving me there, on my knees, as if I meant nothing.

My heart felt like it shattered into a thousand pieces. I thought Alpha Gale was going to save me, to protect me from all the pain. But instead, he rejected me, just like everyone else. I stayed there on my knees, tears streaming down my face, feeling the weight of humiliation. The crowd was still celebrating, jeering at me, and I realised that nothing had changed. I was still the omega, still worthless.

Mistress Maggy approached me, a sly smile tugging at the corners of her lips. She had always despised me, and now she revelled in my misery. "Well, well, Elara," she taunted, "Seems like even the moon goddess hates you."

I bit my lip, refusing to let her see my tears. But deep inside, I couldn't help but feel the raw pain of rejection gnawing at my soul. I had dared to hope, dared to believe that things would change, and now I was left with a heart shattered into a million pieces.

A group of warriors suddenly approached, causing dread to sink inside me.

"Alpha Gale wants to see you," one of them said, his tone brooking no argument.

I swallowed hard, my throat dry as sand. What did he want now? Was there more torment he wished to subject me to? With a nod, I got to my feet, my legs shaky from the raw emotions that flooded through me.

The warriors flanked me as we walked towards the pack house. Each step felt like a sentence towards horror.

Entering the pack house, I was met with the sight of Alpha Gale seated on an imposing chair, his gaze fixed on me. His expression was unreadable, making me uneasy. I had no idea why he had summoned me.

"Elara Moore," he said, his voice cutting through the silence. "Come closer."

I obeyed, my heart thudding in my chest. Being this close to him was unnerving. His power radiated off him, making me feel small and insignificant.

He leaned forward, his fingers steepled beneath his chin. "I've been thinking," he began, his eyes locked onto mine. "There's a way for you to prove your loyalty to the pack."

I furrowed my brow, not sure where this was going. Loyalty? Was he mocking me? The very pack that had rejected me?

"I've considered your situation," he continued, his voice taking on a sly tone. "You're in a position to make a choice. A choice that could change your destiny."

I blinked, confusion swirling within me. What was he talking about? What choice could he possibly be offering me?

"Everything that has happened so far has never been my choice." I let out, I have let everyone dictate my life and how i should live it.''

"And what do you expect," He said, staring at me with disgust. "You're an omega, a worthless scum hated by many."

"Is that why you rejected me?'' My voice is low, barely above a whisper.

"Of Course not." He inches closer to me, bringing his fingers over my folded knuckles. "I rejected you because i did not want to look bad in front of others, and because you've got no business being an Alpha's mate.''

I felt the pain stabbing at my heart when he said those words. I was worthless to him. A downgrade to his expectation.

"What do you want?'' I let out, pulling away, feeling my skin burn while in his presence. There was a fear that settled at the bottom of my stomach, afraid of what would come out of his mouth next.

He leaned in closer, his gaze intense."Be mine, and I'll save you from the tough life. You obey me, and I'll make things better."His words hit me hard. They echoed in my mind again, somehow convincing me that this was not some cruel joke.

"You rejected me!''

"But I can keep you safe Elara. Hide you from those that seek to hurt you. Obey my every command and I will make your life better. You'll be under my protection.'' He urged. I stared at him, his words sinking heavily into me. It was suddenly obvious what he wanted to do. What he wanted me to become.

"And if i refuse?'' My words were barely above a whisper. His fingers trace over my chin, forcing my head up.

"Then I'm going to take the little things you still value most. That tiny cabin your parents left you before death, and I'll banish you from this pack forever."

His words hit me like a truck, I felt visible pain just at the thought of losing the little I still had. It wasn't just about the house, but the backyard. Where I buried what remained of my parents after Alpha Gareth killed them. If I was banished from the pack, how would I survive?

"Think about it, pet," He said, his voice laced with pride. "What's worse than an omega?''

I knew what he was getting at, I hated the thought of it, but did I really have a choice.

"But..I have not done anything wrong. I have done my duties, Alpha Gareth won't allow you banish a member of his pack."

"This was his idea.'' He scoffs, "I only offered you something better."

I remain quiet, my gaze meets his own. His eyes hold so much fire in them. Nommater how bad I want to hate him, I can't. All I feel for him is pain and a broken connection.

"You offer me imprisonment."

"Oh come on pet, don't think of it like that."

"Don't call me that." I spoke through gritted teeth. I stared up at him, I folded my fist as I stood up. He stood right in front of me, his figure towering over me like a statue.

"What's it gonna be?''

"I will not be your slave.'' I answered firmly, feeling the air linger with a sense of failure. That's it, I had lost everything.

"What's worse than being an omega?'' The question echoed in my mind as I ran. The cool breeze did not feel relaxing against my skin anymore. The tears that stained my eyes dried off, clotting on my face and leaving an indentation of how much I had lost.

I stopped in my tracks, staring back at the distant white line that marked our pack boundary. Now, it would be but a distant memory in my mind. A place of horror and pain.

Banished with nothing.

Rejected for being a nothing.

My parents died for nothing.

All my life, I have seeked the approval of pack members that have barely seen me. I have been hated, spat on, misunderstood, tortured, overwhelmed with chores and always a people pleaser. Am I worth anything more?

I pick up the pace and I start running again. This time not looking back. Trying to forget where I had come from and what had happened. But the words of Alpha Gale are still repeating in my head. My life was over. there was nothing left for me anymore.

I approach a little tarven in the outskirts of the dirty road. It didn't look like a fine establishment but it definitely looks like a paradise I would want to forget about everything in. I didn't have anything on me. No money. Yet I still went in. And I don't know what I was thinking but something drew me there.

There was a Commotion when I entered. At the far side of the tarven dark corner was a man held against the wall being beaten up. Two gigantic looking men held a blonde man against the wall while another man who seemed like the leader pummelling punches into his stomach. No one in the tarven dared speak against it, I could tell from the aura radiating from the man that he was a werewolf, one with authority.

Suddenly the man turns around and looks at me. It was as if breath caught in my lungs. His eyes, holding a darker gaze but mesmerising, bore into mine as he enclosed me into his own world. It suddenly felt as if he was the only one in the room. Tall, roughly six foot seven with an articulately kept beard and his sexy lips which he licked when he saw me. I was so mesmerised by him that I didn't even notice him moving towards me.

I felt connected to him but perhaps it was just my broken heart trying to desperately heal itself. When he stood in front of me, I felt Goosebumps rise on my skin as he stretched his hand and brought it over my face. He pushed a Strand of my hair at the back of my ear and then kissed my forehead. It felt intimate. protective. I wanted to push him off yet my body yearns for him in a way I've never felt before. not even for Alpha Gale before he rejected me.

"Who are you?'' I let out, unsure of what was left to say. He stared into my eyes and I felt as if he was speaking to my soul.

" You don't know who I am?'' he asked somewhat surprised. I shook my head no still maiming my eyes at his.. it suddenly became obvious to me that if I wanted to forget about my rejection then this right here was what I had to do.

" Can We Talk somewhere private?'' he nodded his head before signalling for two of his Men to go upstairs. I wondered who he was but the truth is it wasn't my top priority right now. I needed to forget what had happened. and this right here seems like a perfect way to do it.

" Let's go upstairs.'' he let out with a sexy voice that commanded me. I felt my body Moving with him up the stairs. He kept his hands on my lower back urging me forward yet so gentle with me as if I was fragile. I felt tiny in his presence. Compared to him I was but I pet. a mouse. I was about 5 ft 1, and I couldn't tell how tall I was if I wore heels because I've never owned one anyway. It was obvious that he was rich. but if that's all there is just another random man who would easily discard me once he realised I was an Omega. are banished omegas.

What's worse than being an Omega? Being a rogue.

"You seriously don't know who I am?'' He asked as he led me towards our hallway and then into the last room across it. and he opened it. It really wasn't what I expected. It was well kept tidy and almost large areas. something that could not be guests from how the outside of the tavern looked. I stepped into the room feeling as if I was digging myself a bigger grave. Here I was with a complete stranger. What if he wanted to hurt me? He couldn't be different from all the others right? Well, my burning desire for him to claim me was much stronger than my need to be vigilant.

"Do I have to?''

"Not at all. I was just a little shocked because everyone knows exactly who I am.''

I wanted to ask the question. I could feel it throbbing at the tip of my tongue. But once I knew who he was then I would be doomed. All I needed to know is that he was a rich werewolf who had some authority. That was enough for me.

"You are so beautiful.'' He let out. and as usual I didn't believe it.

" I've never done this before. but I want you to be gentle with me at first and then f*ck some sense into me.'' I almost felt ashamed of my words. He stared at me with wide eyes. he studied me, taking my hand in his as he felt my fingers against his own.

"You're so tiny." he whispers as he steps forward. " All I want to do is claim you. Make you mine. Feel your skin glazing against my own. I want to show you what it truly means to be given pleasure.''

" I'm a virgin." I let out. He smiles, kissing my forehead again, making me shudder.

"I know, princess, I know.'' His hands rested on my lower back, pulling me closer.

"How do you..."

"I can smell it on you.'' He says with a chuckle. Suddenly I'm feeling self-conscious. I'm scared and nervous. But what if I screw this up ? What if I regret it later? He is just a stranger I barely know. Yet why am I so drawn to him? Why do I feel such an immense connection to him? If I didn't know better I would say he is my mate. but I've already met my mate and he turned out to be a cruel and ruthless alpha. Now the man in front of me is but a means to help me forget the sorrows of my life before I figure out what I'm going to do with myself.

" Are you sure you want to do this right now? there is time, we don't have to rush...''

I smashed my lips on his, silencing him as my arms swayed around his shoulders. He pulled me up, making my legs go around his torso as he kissed me back. Oh, and what an amazing kisser he was. It left me shuddering, gasping for breath yet hungry for more.

"Easy princess.'' He breathed against my lips. "I'm not going anywhere.''

He walked with me towards the bed where he set me down. And right there, he proceeded to truly give me the pleasure he had earlier mentioned. His fingers burned on my skin, he touched me with such delicacy, yet a freezing touch that made me yearn for more. The truth is that it felt like something more. The way he kissed me, leaving the taste of himself in my mouth and the tingling sensation in my lips, how his tongue was so incredible that I felt dizzy.

The moans and grunts that escaped both our mouths were endless. Shaking, his hot breath against my neck as he claimed me.

His fingers in my mouth, my hair messy and undone, his hands easily cupping and holding me so firmly. Taking care of me, making me feel like I was the only one in his world.

It was epic. Unlike anything I've ever imagined.

When I woke up, the hardest part was slipping away from the strong arms that held me. The handsome stranger, who still looked amazing wrapped in just sheets, had a tight grip on me, like he was afraid I'd leave.

I did not know what he'd want from me after last night. Flashbacks of it still make me clench my thighs. After successfully slipping past his iron grip, I collect my clothes, putting them on in a hurry.. The soreness between my legs certainly did not help with anything. But I remembered Alpha Gale, and how he wanted to make me his slave. I need to run before the same thing happens with him.

When I slip past the door, I tip toe slowly across the hallway, making sure that the guards who'd fallen asleep could hardly hear me. Finally, when out of the empty tarven, I make a run for it in the opposite direction I'd come from, heading into an uncharted territory of bushes and trees.

Suddenly, a voice from behind rutles me. I turn around, only to catch a glimpse none other than Alpha Gale, heading into the tarven. What was he doing here? Was he following me.

My determination to run stirred inside me as I increased pace. The forest was my best cover, it was the only place I could easily hide.

I had only one thing in mind, I needed to survive.

Hours blended into days as I lived off the food I barely hunted. I had gotten sick, now, almost a week after being at the tarven. Had I caught the flu or something.

From time to time, I would try sneaking back into the tarven late at night and collecting some of the food I found in the trash. I had resulted in leaving a horrible life, and as days turned to weeks, it became obvious that the flu I'd caught, followed by sleepless nights of vomiting, and an extraordinary disgust for the food I had to survive on: That I was pregnant.

How could I bring a baby into this cruel world?

The questions swirled inside me over the next couple of days. I figured that there was only one place I could survive in: The human world.

On the night I made the decision to try life outside of just this forest, it was the very night Alpha Gale and his men almost caught me. I run helter skelter, clutching my stomach, praying to the moon goddess to save me. Tears ran down my eyes as I continued to run.

"There she is.'' I heard a voice shout behind me, followed by the sound of a thousand footsteps. I had abandoned the only place I had soon started to call home. A large tree in the middle of the forest where I'd roofed with a broken umbrella.

Now I was forced to run again. I did not understand why Alpha Gale wanted me. Or why he had the daunting desire to make my life a living hell.

"Get her!'' Another man shouted, causing me to turn around as I noticed they were catching up to me. I ran faster, thinking about the child in my belly and the life I'd hope for them. If I got caught, then I'd live out the rest of my life worse than this. As a slave for a man who hates me for existing.

"ELARA!'' Alpha Gale's voice pierced through the woods, fueling my determination to not get caught.

"You can't run forever, pet." He let out, his footsteps close behind me, his voice taunting. He saw me as his prey, a creature he could hunt down and torment just for the fun of it.

"You're an animal!'' I shouted, trying to increase my pace, yet feeling my legs give out.

"Oh come on Elara, stop fucking running.'' His words were laced with venom. Suddenly, it was as if he came out of nowhere. He ran up ahead of me, tackling me to the ground with such force that I felt my head get dizzy.

"See." He spoke with a smile, "I'll always catch you."

The men he had come with surrounded us, staring down at me, without helping.

"Please...please let me go.'' I cried out, struggling against his hold.

"Already begging." He ticked, "I was sure you needed me but now, I don't think you understand just how much.''

"Please Alpha Gale, you sent me away and I obeyed your order. What more could you want from me?''

He stared at me, silent for a moment, studying me as if looking for something. Feeling him touch me paralysed me with fear.. I wanted to run until I was a million miles away from him.

"I rejected you. Alphas reject Omegas. That's obvious." He spoke, "But i gave you another chance when i offered you the chance of a lifetime, and you had the guts to reject me.''

I failed to believe what I was hearing. I look at him, feeling disgust.

"You've haunted me down all this time just because i refused to be your slave?'' My voice was filled with pain, my heart was broken as I cried. He got off me, letting me stand on my feet as I struggled to keep balance.

"All this while you've made me feel like I did something wrong."

"Don't you get it pet," He whispered with a smirk.

"Don't call me that.'' I said through tears.

"I'll call you whatever I damn want." He looked at me with disgust. "And just to answer you, you've not done something wrong, you are the wrong thing. You are what's wrong with mother nature, and the moon goddess. An abomination like you does not deserve to exist."

His words hurt me. Just like all the other words he's ever spoken to me before. Using all my might, I pushed him off me before I ran again. This time, I managed to slip between two of his men and I ran helter skelter.

Alpha Gale laughed while he chased me, making me feel like this was some cruel game to him. Suddenly I could see a white life at a far distance ahead, and I knew that it represented a pack boundary. There were three figures standing across from it, talking amongst themselves.

I knew that being a rogue omega meant that no one would ever waste their energy trying to help me, but I had to take the chance and hope that the problem I would find myself in was not as big as being Alpha Gale's slave.

Without reason. I ran towards the pack border and did not hesitate to cross it. I stumbled down the other side, heaving and trying to catch my breath while I stared at Alpha Gale, who disappeared back into the woods as soon as he saw me cross the boundary.

I felt relief wash over me, standing on my feet before I was knocked back down again.

"Het guys, look what we caught." A masculine voice spoke from behind me. I struggled to look up, a man, seeming dressed in warrior attire called out to his friends who were only a short distance away.

"Alpha Lucas is going to have fun killing this one.'' They let out a laugh. Dread settled in me as I realised what I had just gotten myself into. I had heard that name before. Alpha Lucas Morretti. Lycan king, feared, dangerous, and who killed for sport.

Even Alpha Gareth was afraid of him. Is that why Alpha Gale had not come for me as soon as I crossed the boundary?

"Why would you bring yourself to your doom, rogue." One of them asked, gripping my hair tightly as he forced me to look at him.

"The Alpha!''Another let out, suddenly, tension rose among them as the man holding me let me go. "The Lycan king is here.''

They all turned around, seeming afraid and tense. I kept my head bowed, reciting a silent prayer to myself, ready to die. Perhaps finally, I will get some rest when I see my parents again. This life was already difficult, this was an easy way out.

Much better than being kept as a slave by anyone.

I could feel a magnetic presence in front of me, an aura of authority arrested the air as a shadow was cast before me, signalling that the great Lycan King Lucas Morretti was standing in front of me.

Against my better judgement, I did what I hoped would get me out of this alive. I begged.

"It was not my intention to trespass. I was running from some bad men and I saw refuge here. Please don't kill me."

"Look at me.'' His voice is low, yet so mighty and full of authority. It's like a curse on me, spelling me to do just as I'm told. I look up at him, dooming myself as I meet that intense gaze and those familiar dark eyes.

Not only was he the man I had slept with back at the Tarven, but he... was also my mate.

I stare at him, shocked, unable to fully form a word. The connection between us was overwhelming. Suddenly the piece of the puzzle fit in, and I figured out why I felt so pulled to him from the first moment we met. He was my mate. A second chance from the moon goddess after rejection.

"It can't be.'' I let out. My face was etched with shock as I stared at him. My mystery stranger, ever so handsome.

"Fate has brought you back to me, mate.'' He uttered, making the warriors around him stare with shocked expressions. He wasn't afraid of calling me his mate in front of others.

"I am a rogue and an omega, you can reject me and I'll be on my way.'' I speak, bowing my head and waiting for the worst.

He laughed, scooting over to my level before bringing his fingers on my chin, forcing me to look up at him. "I'll never reject you.'' He lets out. I stared up at him in awe, still failing to believe what was happening.

"So what do you want?'' I asked, folding my fist. "Do you also want to enslave me?''

He stares at me, a shocked expression on his face.

"Leave us!'' His voice spirals with authority like never before, his men, without hesitation, disperse into another direction.

Suddenly, the look on his face changes to that of horror. He brings his hand towards my stomach, but I flinch, afraid. He looks hurt, and he shakes his head. "I don't want to hurt you.''

Hesitantly, I allowed him to get closer to him. The heat from his body radiates towards me, paralysing me with an overwhelming desire to be claimed by him again.

His eyes grow wide as he listens to the heartbeat, dread settles inside me, knowing the inevitable. I was an omega, there's no way he'd want me now.

"You're pregnant.'' His tone is low, less authoritative and more surprised. "Is it mine.''

"Yes.'' I let out, dropping the bomb shell.