
Lucian's Regret; Torn Between Two Alphas.
Philip Aniezue · Ongoing · 105.7k Words
Introduction
But that wasn't the case with Samara. Why?
Well because she's the product of two bloodlines that should never have crossed paths, an abomination — a curse in wolf form. And this led to her being Shipped off to a distant pack at a very young age, where she grew up as nothing more than a slave and lowly omega, a punching bag for those who thought she didn’t belong, because she doesn't.
Just when she thought life couldn’t get any worse, she discovers her grandfather’s cruel plan to marry her off to strengthen alliances. Desperate for freedom, Samara runs away, guided only by her wolf and the hope of a new beginning.
But fate is never kind to the cursed.
Her escape leads her straight into the territory of her mate — a cold, ruthless Alpha who would rather spill her blood than claim her. And to make things worse, she isn’t just fighting for her life… she’s fighting for his heart against the Beta who already owns it.
What do you think will happen when Lucian, her mate, discovers the deadly and powerful secret of her bloodline?
And what about when she meets George — Lucian's rival and sworn enemy — and realizes how wildly her heart beats for him, how intensely her body craves him?
Who do you think she'll end up with... that is, if she gets a happily ever after?
Chapter 1
Samara’s POV
I looked around the room checking to make sure everything was the way he liked it. I was a little bit satisfied that it would be up to his expectations. Although he was an assh*le, I didn't have a choice this time. I had to follow the order of the head maid and today I was asked to clean Ronald's room. He's the soon-to-be Alpha of Blood Moon Pack, the pack my grandfather sent me to, or should I say sold to when I turned twelve.
Well, my name is Samara, the seventeen-year-old weird and abominable granddaughter of Alpha Quintus of Silverfang Pack. Yeah, I'm considered weird because my mother died a few months before she was due for labour but how I survived they said was a miracle. I was born with Emerald Green eyes and brown hair with white streaks. And my father whom I have never met or even seen a picture of is said to be an abominable beast and an enemy to the entire werewolf race.
So I guess you already know I'm a curse and an abomination to the Pack, a shame from the Alpha’s lineage. Probably why my grandfather was ashamed of having me around as his granddaughter and possibly heir to the throne so he sent me here, far away from home where nobody knows the truth.
“Oh my goodness!” I shouted, dropping the heavy wooden bucket I was holding. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice I had been joined by someone else who was silently present until he was behind me.
I opened my eyes wide as I watched the dirty water in the bucket pour on the floor I had just finished scrubbing. I looked up at the person who got in only to realize it was Ronald whose room I was currently cleaning. Of course who else was I expecting it to be, it's his room after all.
“Ronald,” I said.
“Is that all you have to say, huh?”
I furrowed my brows in surprise. What was he expecting from me?
“You little bast*rd! You could have injured me if that bucket had dropped on my toe. Have you lost your manners or didn't you learn any at Silverfang?” He hissed.
“It was a mistake. I am sorry. But you scared me. I wasn't expecting you here. I thought you were in the Alpha's office for a meeting.” I replied, trying to politely let him know that I wasn't at fault. He was the one sneaking around, not me.
“You weren't expecting me in my room?” He growled as he took a step closer to me. I know what he was trying to do, he wanted me to flinch, to show signs of submission to his Alpha aura.
“No. I mean Victoria told me you won't be back until midnight and that aside you scared me,” I replied in my most respectful tone.
He sighed before saying, “See Samara you have to cut the sharpness of your tongue when talking to me and you're supposed to bow down when I'm talking and listen before you speak. Very soon I'll be the Alpha of this pack and you'll have to accord me my respect when living in my pack or else you'll be punished severely.”
“Whatever,” I said, walking out of the room with the bucket and mop.
“Don't worry you won't be saying this in a few days. I will be waiting while you come begging me to save you from your predicament.”
“You wish,” I hissed.
“Okay, but lest I forget my father wants to see you. There is some big news awaiting you. One that will make you come begging me.”
I dropped the bucket and mop back and immediately left for Alpha Darius' office. I reached his office and knocked softly and waited until I heard “come in.”
I go into his office and lower my head to show a sign of respect. “Alpha, you wanted to see me.”
“Yes, Samara,” he said in his cold husky voice. “I was told you weren't doing a good job in the kitchen so you were asked to clean Ronald’s room but instead you messed the room up.”
“No, Alpha. That is not true.”
It wasn't even up to five minutes and he had already mind-linked his dad to complain. A typical daddy's boy.
“So you expect me to believe you, an outcast whose pack rejected and did not want anything to do with over my own son and the head maid of my pack?”
I kept mute as I blinked back the tears that were threatening to slide down my cheeks. How can I reply knowing fully well that he was saying the truth? But the fact that they always remind me that I'm an outcast and that my family rejected me hurts.
His eyes narrowed, and I could see irritation flicker across his face. “Anyway, you will be leaving in a few weeks,” he finally said. “Maybe one or two I don't know but very soon and you are never going to return.”
“Where are you sending me to Alpha? Am I going back to Silverfang?” I questioned, my heart already beating in anticipation. I wasn't sure if it was good news or bad news that I was leaving. Or maybe grandfather has realized that I'm the only family he has left and I should be next in line to become Alpha.
“Yeah, you'll be going back to Silverfang. Although your grandfather said something about marriage preparations for you. I didn't really bother to ask much about it. But you'll know more when you guys meet.”
My mouth dropped open, but no words came out. The words felt like a slap and I just sat there mouth open, unable to move and barely breathing. “This can't be true, right?” I whispered.
He sighed. “Look. Like I said, Samara, I don't know much about the arrangement and that's all. You can leave now.”
I slowly dragged myself out of his office and down to the maid's quarters where I was staying and lay down on the bed. The news from Alpha Darius kept replaying in my head the whole time, but still, it didn't make any sense.
Tomorrow is my eighteenth birthday and I might get to meet my mate, so why would my grandfather want to marry me off to some Alpha? It just doesn't make any sense. My whole life just feels like a comedy show. I can't even get to live half a normal life like every other person. From being maltreated, bullied and the pack outcast to serving as a slave in another pack and now being married off to goddess knows who.
Truly I'm definitely cursed.
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