Breed Me, Break Me, Alphas

　　'Sometimes our greatest fear isn't what lies ahead—but what it might awaken within us.'

　　Zevara's POV

　　I swear I shouldn't be here.

　　I could be anywhere else in the world. I could be in any other pack in North America, but definitely not here in the Eclipse Pack of the North. The biggest pack in North America. Powerful. Influential.

　　Not here where all the he-wolves are looking at me like they would rip my dress off my body if they got the chance. Not here that it seems like they are already imagining the nasty things that they would do to me. Perhaps already fucking me in their minds.

　　Of course, I knew the reason why they were staring at me like that—like I was a meal to be devoured. It was because of my scent. I am weak—my wolf is barely there. Not the most beautiful girl they've ever seen. But I have an incredible scent.

　　My scent of crimson orchid and spiced vanilla is highly seductive and exotic—enough to make them go wild. I, myself, get aroused by my scent, especially during the night of the full moon when my body is in heat. I'd thrust two fingers inside my virgin pussy, fuck myself until I cum all over my fingers, screaming like a maniac whore.

　　And maybe because of my shape too. I'm eighteen years old, 5'8' tall, with a very sexy body.

　　My breasts are full, heavy, the kind that don't need much help to spill over silk and lace. I feel them bounce slightly with every step, a rhythm men can't help but watch—and I don't blame them.

　　My waist dips inward, taut and smooth, a flat plane of skin that begs to be touched, kissed, and worshipped. And below that?

　　My hips flare out like a promise.

　　My ass is round, high, and heart-shaped—the kind that makes jaws drop when I walk away. I've caught men watching me in windows, reflections, shadows... thinking I don't notice.

　　But I do.

　　Did I enjoy the attention?

　　No.

　　I hated my scent.

　　I hated my body.

　　I hated the fact that I looked exactly like that woman—the one I hated the most in this world.

　　My Mother.

　　Emily Hart.

　　The Pack's whore.

　　She earned that title because she is a shameless she-wolf who'd fuck anything as long as it had a pulse. As long as she's being paid for it.

　　She had a great body and an incredible scent too. And because of that, the men won't stop ogling around her. She pleases them while they pay her heavily—all to spend it on cannabis and gambling.

　　People shamed me because of her—at school, in the pack, everywhere I went. No one wants to associate with the daughter of the woman that was once caught making out with three of the palace guards—all at once in the woods.

　　Yes, that's how shameless that woman is.

　　At the age of sixteen, when I finished high school and told her about my plans to proceed to college, she told me it was useless. She told me to join her business, and for the record, there are a lot of wolves who'd pay a fortune to have me as their plaything since I was still a virgin.

　　Of course, she sets me up with a man. A wealthy grandfather from the Duskwatch Pack. When he tried to force himself on me, I stabbed his shoulder with a fork on the bedstand. He groaned painfully, and I took the opportunity to push him off me, bailing out of the room.

　　Feisty? Yes, I am.

　　I started learning basic martial arts at fourteen—not because I wanted to, but because I had to protect myself. Some of my mom's clients, after spending the night and leaving her barely conscious, would creep into my room in the dark, thinking I was just another part of the deal.

　　Mother cursed me when she heard about what I did to the grandfather, and so, she told me, I had to start fending for myself.

　　And I did.

　　I took up a job in my pack—Lunarstrike Pack—where I work as an extra lesson tutor at the Lunar Moon High School, but the pay was never enough.

　　I had forgotten about going to college and focused on surviving for now until last month—I ran into my best friend, Nina—the one I last saw three years ago after she suddenly dropped out of Lunar Moon High School.

　　Nina was the only person who has ever stayed by my side. She stood up for me when I was being bullied at school. She made sure I felt safe—at least while I was with her.

　　I could still remember the happiness that swelled in my heart as we pulled each other into an embrace.

　　We sat in a cafe, catching up on everything that has happened with us. And it was then Nina told me she found her father. Apparently he is the alpha of the Eclipse Moon Pack, hence the reason why she had to drop out of school and move to his pack.

　　I was dumbfounded. A mix feeling of emotions washed down on me.

　　Yes, you guessed right.

　　I don't know my father.

　　Never even seen him before.

　　Mother had slept with so many men that she doesn't even know who amongst them left his seed inside her.

　　Sometimes I just blame the Moon Goddess. Why? Why would she create me and give me to such a woman?

　　Nina informed me about the scholarship ongoing at the Eclipse Moon College—where her father is like the owner, since he has over fifty percent of the shares.

　　It was like a second chance to me. I have always wanted to study, make something out of myself, and escape the shame of my mother that has been washing off me.

　　I put in for the scholarship, read for the exams more than anyone else, and of course I got in.

　　I got into the biggest werewolf college in North America to study Healing and Herbalife Major.

　　I don't have anywhere to stay. Apartments and other expenses didn't come with the scholarship. Just tuition fees. And since I couldn't afford the luxurious dormitory—which cost a fortune, Nina came through again.

　　She spoke to her father—the Alpha—and she said, I could stay in the palace since there are a lot of unoccupied rooms there.

　　And now that I walked through the gates of The Eclipse Moon Pack, I couldn't help but think if coming to stay here was the right choice.

　　The guards at the gates were attractive and huge—with sexy abs and scary tattoos all over their strong arms

　　And the way they look at me, oh, Father Lord, it almost made my knees buckle.

　　I shifted uncomfortably as one of the guards, who was sparring with his colleague, looked at me until spit drooled out of his mouth.

　　So disgusting!

　　I'm sure if I wasn't walking with Nina, he'd have kidnapped and fuck me until I could no longer stand.

　　And I won't lie, it was hard staying focused myself.

　　My cunt tingle at intervals when I felt their eyes sizing up. My nipples hardened when I saw them looking at my breasts and then trailing their tongues around their lips.

　　Oh.... What a rush!

　　I could feel the crotch of my lace panties clinging to my pussy lips.

　　I'm soaked.

　　This was the first time I'd struggle to stay in control.

　　Because of the way I was trampled upon, I have always hated everyone at the Lunarstrike Pack; maybe that was why I was able to tame myself there.

　　But here? They don't know my history yet; I hated no one for now, and I hoped that I would still be able to tame myself.

　　Because the greatest fear I have is not succeeding at my studies or leading a difficult life.

　　No.

　　The greatest fear I have is BECOMING LIKE MY MOTHER!

　　Everyone says it.

　　Alora, the powerful pack seer that lives in the great mountains, says that I have the same fate as my mother. Or maybe even worse.

　　Just imagine.

　　But I swore that I would never become like her.

　　I, Zevara Hart, would never become like Emily Hart.

　　I would rather die than become someone so shameless.

　　Everyone says that fate can't be altered, but I let them know my destiny lies in my hands. And so, I will make a difference.

　　And with determination, I will find a man who will love me. Who would want me and not discard me like my dumbass ex mate.

　　'Welcome to the palace of the Eclipse Pack of the North,' Nina says smoothly, her voice pulling me out of my thoughts.

　　I smiled, glancing up at the grand and luxurious estate that loomed ahead of me. The building wasn't like anything I had ever seen before. Beautiful or royal would be an understatement to describe the structure in front of me.

　　She twisted the doorknob open, and we stepped into the grand living room.

　　My mouth hung open as I admired it.

　　Everything in it shimmered like gold. Grand chandeliers. Well-painted walls. Polished marble floor. Exquisite furnitures.

　　This isn't a home.

　　This is an empire.

　　Nina wrapped her hands around my wrists. 'Let's go, Zevara.'

　　I clutched my bag tightly and took a shaky breath as we walked in.

　　I didn't belong here—among Alphas and royalty.

　　Because the moment my scent hit the air, I knew...

　　It was going to change everything.

　　And to you, who is here reading this.

　　Are your ready to journey with me?

　　To satisfy your curiosity and see if I truly become like Emily Hart or not.

　　Dive into my world of sin, lust, obsession, and possession.