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I’m Groomed For My SSS+ Alpha Daddy

After her pack is brutally slaughtered, a lone omega finds herself taken in by a powerful SSS+ Alpha. As the sole survivor of the massacre, she must navigate a world of danger and hierarchy under the protection of the strongest wolf in existence. Though he claims he is grooming her for greatness, the lines between duty and desire blur. Amidst rising tensions and secrets, she must discover her true value before the past catches up to them.
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Chapter 6

Elena Pov

“Elena—”

Marcus hissed.

I didn't respond to him.

“Do you know what you’re doing?”

My heart pounded.

I remained stubborn. My eyes stared unwaveringly at him, and my response was to move closer to him with my hands still stretched forward.

The room fell into a heavy silence.

He didn't say a word and I also didn't break the silence.

The tension in the room grew. And the temperature rose until my lips turned pale.

Marcus stood in front of me. His eyes which had become bloodshot locked on my body like he was assessing if this was a joke.

His intense gaze made my skin itch. My toes curled nervously.

My pheromones became influenced by the state of my mind and it began to rush out even more aggressively.

For a moment, all I could feel was excitement.

My body was getting weaker with every second.

Marcus' aura was too much for me to bear. His own pheromones which slipped out of him slid into my nostrils and made my body shiver.

My inside curled and gradually, my mind lost control.

I stared at him pleadingly. I hope he can end this torture.

I had purposely torn off my suppressant gum even if I knew that would be dangerous.

I knew what that could cause me— Letting him control my mind and body as he wished.

But I had still done it without any hesitation.

This is just how desperate I want him.

I gulped.

My body shook badly. My breathing came out heavy and loud.

The image of Marcus in front of me was getting blurrier but my other senses had become sharper and more sensitive.

I let out a soft moan as Marcus grabbed my neck and pulled me closer to him.

He bent down and looked into my eyes.

He growled silently.

“Do you know the consequences of your action, lady?”

My moist eyes opened clearly. I stared at him obediently.

His eyes darkened.

I could see the lust in them. He looked at me like he was about to pounce on me.

My nipples twitched from his dangerous stare.

He lowered his face and pulled closer until his nose was touching mine.

I inhaled his cold breath that hit my face, intoxicated.

My eyes fell on his tempting lips.

I yearned for him to place them on mine and suck them. I wanted those lips that could drive me insane and pull me into another world.

My stomach curled at the thought.

“Elena.” he murmured, “I’m not what you think. I'm—”

My eyes could only see his moving lips. They were tempting.

I frowned as he pulled me even closer until his lips brushed mine.

I gasped.

“….dangerous.” he spat. His voice was low and dark.

My back ached as he leaned in to bite my lips gently— as if he was trying to prove his words.

The sensation made me tremble. My lips pursued his. My tongue slid out to lick his teeth but he immediately shifted back.

I groaned in dissatisfaction.

Tears pooled in my eyes but they didn't fall.

I unconsciously moved towards him.

“I know. But—” I gasped, “This is the you I want.”

A tear rolled down my cheeks. I caught it with my tongue which I slid out, but not once did I move my eyes away from his.

Marcus gulped. His eyes stared at my tongue.

I moved my tongue from my cheeks, then rolled it back to lick my lower lip.

“The one I want is the dangerous Alpha Marcus.” My eyes dropped to his pheromones that spread out.

“The Alpha that could call out my heat with just his energy,” I whispered.

My hot eyes fell on his naked abs.

“I have always wanted this danger. I'm ready to be damaged.”

Marcus gulped loudly. His eyes darkened with lust I have never seen before.

“Do you know me? Have you forgotten who I am? Your father's —”

“I’m in my heat. In minutes, I won't be able to control who I go to,” I interrupted.

My eyes became sharper.

“Reject me, and watch me fuck another alpha.”

And that's it.

The room fell into ice.

I shivered from the rising temperature in the room.

The aura around Marcus turned sharper, darker and even his eyes that locked on mine turned a shade redder.

I felt a sudden excitement hit me.

Exactly! This is the Alpha I know.

The most dangerous and ruthless SS+ Alpha!

The man who doesn't speak but fuck ruthlessly.

Marcus had been provoked. I could feel it.

I cried out as my hair was yanked forcefully.

Marcus growled— his pheromones turned darker and spread more quickly.

“How dare you?!” he snapped, his other hand wrapping around my neck tightly.

“Do you want to die?”

My eyes teared up from the pain.

I gasped.

“Why don't you try me?” I responded stubbornly.

His bloodshot eyes shook.

He pulled me off the ground by my hair and before I could react, my body hit the couch in the corner of his room.

I groaned from the sharp pain.

But—

My eyes shone with excitement and piling desire.

I could feel my body responding to the pain.

The two sensations mixed and they made my panties wet with hot juices.

Marcus stood in the middle of the room.

And this brought me back to the other day when he lost control in his rut.

His red eyes sparked with silver specks.

His pheromones surrounded him like a shade.

They pulled me in and made my brain lose all function.

I slowly managed to sit up, but the next second, he was in front of me.

He pinched my lower lip hard, then stared into my eyes with toxicity.

“You want this badly, right? You provoked me just to get this.”

He sneered.

His voice became deeper.

“Since you want this so badly— Your Alpha will satisfy you.”

My heart skipped from his low tone.

He didn't wait for me to prepare.

Marcus pulled my hair along with him. He dragged me out of his room.

The pain hit me strongly, but they made me even more intoxicated.

It stimulated my senses and made my whole body aware of my desire.

I moaned softly when he stopped.

Suddenly, I heard a door being pushed open.

My lust-filled eyes flared.

What—

I gaped.

“The sex room.”

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