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Alpha's Hated Human Mate.

Alpha's Hated Human Mate.

Overwhelmed by hatred and distress, the young Alpha Kaiden swears to make his brother pay the price of his betrayal... When her lover defected the King without any warning, the vengeful new Alpha had already come to the poor human girl Ophelia , claiming that she should pay the debt. *** "You will beg me to fuck you if you want your lover to live," Alpha King Kaiden had lost all his humanity. "How dare you do this? I'm your brother's mate!" Ophelia whimpered, holding her hands to her breasts. "That brother who wanted my crown and my life? Fuck him and fuck you!" The furious Alpha didn't care about it anymore. He wanted revenge! He grasped her hands and pinned them over her head. Her beautiful body appeared as the silk cloth quickly slid down. She's damn gorgeous when she was completely naked! "Well, no wonder my brother wanted to fuck you," Kaiden taunted with a smirk, "but now it's I who will be the one to steal your virginity." Kaiden claimed as he tighten her waist, making her approaching to his d*ck. "Pl----ease do------nt," her voice was drowned out while his wild kiss fell on her lips. At this moment, Ophelia knew her life now became a disaster...
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Chapter 9

The Hawk Castle was engulfed in silence, the only noise echoing through the beautiful dining room was the utensils being banged together. Lord Rodriguez, who was perched on the high-backed chair, was offered the first meat plate by the serving boy. The silence was depressing, the ignorant stepbrothers, and the hatred carrying luna's, there was no peace found in eating together. "Father!" Kaiden, who was making the most noise while banging the spoon against his plate, mumbled to get his father's attention, "Where are those TV's?" he had a frown over his forehead. He didn't like the fact that his father had ordered to keep such a great invention away from the Nobility to cherish them. "Those were invented by the Peasant humans; why would you want to be dependent on something that was made by the peasants?" The Alpha King had a completely different perspective over life and the world than his son. From what he remembers, the humans when finding out about supernatural beings, their hunters used modern technology to capture them, torture them, and to perform many torturous experiments on them. The wolves and vampires worked together to get the world over from the humans and rearrange the manner of living. They hide all the inventions and forbade them from being used, hence they brought the medieval way of living back. "Wouldn't it be fun that we get to enjoy their luxuries while they droll over us?" Kaiden didn't care about anything. To him, the most important thing was power, the throne, and his entertainment didn't matter the source if his family got all of it. "No! You have asked about it countless times and I have said no to that, I don't want to ever hear about it again," Lord Rodriguez had to raise his tone a little so that his son, the future alpha king understands it better. "As a future Alpha, I believe it doesn't suit you to have so much desire for the human-made luxuries," Beatrice, spoke with her eyes drenched in vengeance. All she ever desired now was her son, the eldest son of the alpha king, Gideon to win the throne. "I am right here to teach my son what's better for him, and God had blessed him with a strong alpha father to make sure he doesn't steer off the right path," Monica responded almost immediately, she was proud of being an accepted Luna. The 37-year-old Queen Monica was an emblem of beauty. Although she didn't share royal blood like the rest of the members, she had gained enough power to shut down anyone who had ever questioned her background. "Mother didn't mean t---," As Gideon saw his mother's raging, he wanted to make peace but was swiftly shut down by the harsh glares of Monica, who was too proud of replacing Beatrice. "Speak when you are asked to," Monica's harsh words made Beatrice watch Lord Rodriguez's face in hopes of some response from him, but he simply did not care. How was he letting Monica get away with disrespecting his first-ever born? That mystery was beyond Beatrice. "Mother!" Kaiden, who had been silent so far, stared at his mother in disbelief, "Brother was only trying to bring peace to the table," Kaiden tried to defend his brother but in their mothers' eyes, he only wanted to look nice in front of his father. The dinner soon ended and they were escorted to their rooms. "Why do you have to teach Kaiden anything. He is not your problem!" Beatrice started to complain about her son as soon as they came back to the chamber. Gideon didn't like the treatment his mother had received in previous years. It was unfair to blame all to his mother for his father turned into a hybrid. That was not her fault and even more his mother was the one who stayed with his father and helped him during his transitions. However the first thing his father did after getting a good hold over the power was to find himself a new mate. Gideon didn't understand his father's choice, but there's nothing he can do to change. "Lord Rodriguez needs to know the new alpha doesn't even care about the rules that his father had made," Beatrice rolled her eyes, letting the personal maid to loosen the corset from her back. "You don't need to do this, mother, Kaiden is a very responsible a--," Gideon too wanted to defend back his brother like Kaiden did at the dining table. He paused once his mother's harsh glares warned him to not show an affection to his brother. Obviously, his position was not similar to Kaiden's, he was more like a rejected son who had to walk around eggshells to not offend anyone. He felt terrible. "I'll go take a run now," Gideon had to take his mind off things, and the best way to do that was to run up to Ophelia's house and stay outside the whole night in hopes of catching a glimpse of her through the windows. "Make sure you return back soon; I don't admire your activities these days," Beatrice wasn't inattentive to her son's interests these days, but she still has to discover the true reason behind his son's habits. "Don't fret, nothing wrong is going on. Good night!" Gideon walked out of the room and left the castle. Things were not so well for Monica and her son, Kaiden, either. "Why did you have to bring it up again?" she slammed the goblet she was drinking from on the floor and raised her tone at her son, who was sitting on the chesterfield, his one leg over the other and rocking his foot very ignorantly. "Stop!" she yelled at her maid, who was struggling really hard with taking off the jewelry from Lady Monica's beautiful neck as Monica was dancing around throwing the goblets and using her gestures aggressively. "I don't understand father's obsession with medieval times. The modern world was so much better than the dull world we are living in now," Kaiden wanted to rule the world but the modern one, this manner of living bored him. "You know ego is your biggest enemy, can someone tell that to father?" Kaiden had no shame in saying whatever he felt like saying. "I could truly use a cellphone right now," he muttered under his breath, "How long could a person live like this? What's wrong with using humanly invented goods when we are literally making them to prepare our foods, clothes and do all these chores now? We are still dependent on them. They are still inventing for us, whether it be better crops or new foods to feast upon," He found hypocrisy in his father's statements, he thought the alpha king could do better by accepting the time and the inventions that could ease up their lives like before. "Bring me the finest silk gown," Monica had calmed down now, she had a mating night with the alpha king, she couldn't wait to rub it against Beatrice's face in the morning. "Don't you want to wear lingerie for father?" Kaiden had to go off-limits to grab his mother's attention. She ceased whatever she was doing and gasped at the words his son has used for her. "You---," she muttered, picking up a pillow and shoving it in her son's face, "this is why we don't want those inventions back, look at you using foul language to your mother," she wasn't the lady like she was pretending to be. She would just sacrifice anything to please her mate, her king. "I would love to watch some sexy she-wolves in lingeries," Kaiden sighed in exhaustion and that's when his eyes caught the sight of a very beautiful green emerald in a pendant. A smile crept over his lips as his mind signaled this pendant would look so good around his gorgeous Rosalie's neck. Just when his mother was busy getting ready to visit her lord's chamber, Kaiden sneaked the pendant into his pocket.

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