
Alpha's Private Plaything
Eve Frost · Completed · 308.4k Words
Introduction
"Let them hear," he growled, pushing deeper inside me.
I gasped, the sensation overwhelming my resistance.
"Please," I begged, my voice barely audible. "Not like this. Too deep. There's someone—"
"Let them know who you belong to," Drake said, his pace increasing.
The phone on his desk rang, shrill and demanding. Drake's lips curled into a cruel smile.
"Answer it," he commanded, never breaking his rhythm.
"What? I can't—"
He reached over and hit the speaker button, his other hand still gripping my hip with bruising force.
"Mr. Stone's office," I managed to say, fighting to keep my voice steady while he continued to move inside me.
"Elsa?" Kayla's concerned voice filled the room. "We're all waiting in the conference room. It's been fifteen minutes past the scheduled time."
Drake's eyes locked with mine as he continued to move inside me, daring me to give us away.
"I'm—" "I'm sorry, Kayla. We're just... finishing up some important... matters."
Elsa Hale is an Omega repeatedly torn apart by fate. Under the rigid hierarchy of the Obsidian Pack, her existence is like dust in the shadows—despised, exploited, yet never truly seen. Her mother suffers from silver poisoning, with expensive treatments tightening around their throats like a noose. And Drake Stone, the cold-blooded Alpha of the Obsidian Pack, binds her to his side for ten years with a contract: he grants her protection, yet strips away her dignity; he possesses her body, yet rejects her soul.
"You're just my temporary companion, Elsa," his golden eyes burn into her skin in the darkness, "don't expect anything more."
Yet when Elsa curls up on her apartment floor, her fingertips brushing over her flat abdomen, she still thinks of that unborn child. Now, Drake has publicly chosen another woman. In the tenth year of the contract, Elsa runs away. Drake, belatedly realizing his love, can he ever win her back?
Chapter 1
Elsa
I could feel his eyes on me from across the table. Even surrounded by two dozen members of the Black Obsidian pack, seated at the long mahogany table in the Stone family estate, I was hyper-aware of only him.
Drake Stone. My Alpha. My employer. My tormentor.
Fucking hell, why does he still affect me like this? As one of the few Omegas in the Black Obsidian pack, I'd grown accustomed to being scrutinized. The Stone family had controlled the pack's core power for generations, and their estate.
His leg stretched under the table, deliberately hooking around my ankle. I am his high-level assistant, and lover. Keep it together, Elsa.
"I need to freshen up," I murmured, rising from my seat. Several pack members glanced my way, but only momentarily. An Omega's movements weren't worth tracking.
I slipped away from the dining hall, exhaling only when I reached the second-floor corridor. My womb clenched painfully—something felt wrong. Different from the usual monthly cramps. I'd been feeling off for weeks. Shit, this hurts more than usual. Something's definitely wrong.
"Running away, Elsa?"
I froze. Drake stood at the end of the hallway, his tall frame blocking the light. He'd followed me. My heart is hammering against my ribs like it wants to escape—exactly how I feel.
"I just needed a moment," I said, backing up instinctively. My body already betraying me, preparing for his presence—wetness between my thighs, pulse quickening. Traitor body. Traitor biology.
His nostrils flared. "Your scent changed. Something's different."
Before I could protest, he was beside me, one hand gripping my wrist, the other unlocking a door. His private quarters. He pushed me inside and locked the door behind us. No, no, no. Not here with his entire family downstairs.
"Drake, this is a family gathering, we can't—"
"Can't I?" His eyes flashed gold, wolf eyes replacing human ones. "After ten years, you still question what I can and can't do with you?"
He pressed me against the door, his mouth at my neck. No one knew—officially I was just his assistant, while Vera Horton was his proper mate. Not a disposable Omega like me.
"You are driving me crazy," he growled, tearing at my blouse. I felt buttons pop and scatter across the floor.
I tried pushing him away, my hands flat against his chest. "Please, not here. Your family—" They'll hear us.
His answer was a deep growl as he turned me around, pushing my skirt up around my waist. "They know better than to interrupt me."
His teeth grazed the small black birthmark at the nape of my neck. God, I hate how wet I get, how my body submits while my mind screams in protest.
Suddenly, sharp pain knifed through my abdomen. Not the usual ache of desire, but something wrong—deeply wrong. Like something inside me was tearing apart.
"Drake, stop!" I gasped. "Something's wrong. It hurts!"
He didn't stop. The pain intensified, and in desperation, I bit his forearm, hard enough to draw blood.
He jerked back, snarling. "What the fuck, Elsa?"
I collapsed to the floor, curling around my abdomen. "It hurts," I whimpered. The pain was unlike anything I'd felt before, shooting through my pelvis in waves.
Drake's eyes narrowed as he noticed blood trickling down my thighs. He sniffed, then stepped back, adjusting his clothing. His expression shifted from lust to cold indifference in seconds.
"Your cycle's early," he said flatly. "Use the back staircase. Don't let it affect the pack gathering." Not even a hint of concern. I could be dying and he'd still prioritize his fucking pack.
I barely made it to the hospital. The emergency room doctor's words hammered through my skull: "You were pregnant. Early miscarriage. Did you know?"
I hadn't known. Six weeks along, they said. Drake's child. Lost. A baby. I was carrying a baby. And now it's gone, before I even knew it existed.
"Is your mate coming?" the nurse asked.
"I don't have a mate," I whispered. Just a contract. Just business. Just a decade of my life signed away to a man who sees me as a convenient hole to fuck.
The next day, for the first time in ten years, I didn't show up at Stone Industries. I spent the day in a hospital bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering how I'd ended up here—an Omega trapped in a decade-long contract with an Alpha who saw me as nothing but propert. How did I let this happen?
My mind drifted back to that night ten years ago. The Eclipse Club—an exclusive establishment where powerful werewolves conducted business away from prying eyes. I'd been desperate, my mother's silver poisoning treatment costs mounting daily. No insurance would cover an Omega with her condition.
I remembered the weight of the tray in my hands as I served drinks, how Drake's eyes had locked onto me from across the room. He'd summoned me to his table, those golden eyes assessing me like a commodity.
"An unmated Omega," he'd said, nostrils flaring. "Working here of all places."
"I need the money," I'd answered, more boldly than an Omega should address an Alpha.
That night, after my shift, he'd been waiting in his black Bentley. "I have a proposition for you."
The terms had been clear: a ten-year contract. I would be his assistant publicly, his temporary mate privately. The salary would more than cover my mother's treatments. In exchange, I belonged to him—exclusively.
"Sign here," he'd said, sliding the dual contracts across the table in his home. "The employment contract for appearance's sake. The mate contract for reality."
I'd signed both, the pen heavy in my hand. His smile as he took the contracts had sent chills down my spine—satisfaction, not kindness. He'd marked me that same night, sealing our bargain in the most primal way.
"Now you're mine," he'd whispered. "For ten years."
Back in the present, my phone buzzed at 11 PM. Drake's voice cut through without greeting: "Bartlett Plaza. Twenty minutes. Don't make me repeat myself."
"I'm in the hospital." You heartless bastard. I just lost your child.
"I don't care if you're in hell. Twenty minutes."
I swallowed pain medication, sprayed scent neutralizer to mask my hospital smell, and called a ride-share. In the car, I applied makeup to hide my pallor and changed into the spare outfit I always kept in my emergency bag. Fuck you, Drake.
The Summit Restaurant's private dining room reeked of expensive whiskey and male werewolf when I arrived. Three Moon Shadow executives looked up, their eyes traveling down my body with undisguised interest. Great. More wolves treating me like meat.
"Finally, the pretty assistant arrives," one said, pulling me to sit beside him, his arm snaking around my waist. His fingers dug into my hip, possessive and presumptuous.
I looked for Drake, finding him at the head of the table with Vera - a new intern assistant, pressed against his side. She wore a clingy black dress, her hand possessively on his thigh. He met my eyes without emotion. Not even a flicker of concern after what happened today. Not a single fucking text asking if I was okay.
"Gentlemen, this is just my assistant," Drake introduced me. "Taking care of clients is her job description." Just his assistant. Just a service provider.
I endured three hours of being pawed at, while watching Drake protect Vera from similar attention. When they left early—"Vera needs her rest"—I remained behind to finalize the contracts, as ordered. Of course precious Vera needs protection, while I'm thrown to the wolves.
At 3 AM, I collapsed into Drake's private car, my body fevered from pain medication wearing off. I thought he'd gone home with Vera, but he slid in beside me, smelling of expensive cologne and Vera's perfume.
"You were useful tonight," he said, handcuffing my wrists before I could protest. "But you need reminding of your place."
He unzipped his pants, exposing his already hard length, and roughly pushed my head down. "Use your mouth. Now," he commanded.
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