Sinful Contract with Alpha Callisto
After being rejected by her beta husband, who humiliated and rejected her Luna's position with his true mate right after taking over the pack, Cassandra knew she needed to come out of this marriage to save her dignity. For that, she chose to seek the help of the strongest alpha in return for training his female soldiers. She entered into a contract in return for help, but who would've known this contract with the most dangerous alpha would be the biggest sin of her life, questioning her morals? "When you are in my pack, you need to smell like one of ours," Alpha Callisto whispered before pushing her against the wall with his body pressing hard into her. "But Alpha, that wasn't the part of the deal!!" Cassandra squealed, her breathing heavy in nervousness. How could he think of doing something like this to a married woman? "Well, poor you, I forgot to mention I don't follow the rules," He said before biting into her neck, right beside her mark. Will Cassandra get back her pack with the help of this sinister alpha, utterly unaware that he was the same alpha she slept with all those years ago? Will the alpha help her, or would she just be tortured in his sinful ways because of the way she stole not only his virginity but his sense of smell, too?
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Chapter 3
Kianna, Cassandra's wolf, was thoroughly disappointed in her human counterpart.
How could she let that other woman have what they worked so hard for? Why didn't Cassandra fight for it? Even though she didn't come out, she was present there all the time, and it was a humiliation to her. It didn't settle well with her, and as a result, she went numb.
The pain in Cassandra's chest intensified as her wolf forbade her to help her through the pain.
The girl closed her eyes to contain the humiliation as she walked towards the pack borders after getting out of the taxi.
Walking inside the pack, she heard people whispering behind her.
They were talking about how she was betrayed by her husband of two years and how he even hid his mate until he made her Luna, using her as a stepping stone for both of them.
Cassandra clenched her fists.
Disappointment laced her heart, gripping it like a lock suffocating her.
Seeing her in so much pain, Kianna looked at her human counterpart.
"Even if Thomas gave the alpha title to Caleb, as the former alpha, he can help you contact the council. He can vouch for you and speak about the misconduct. After all, Caleb got the alpha position not because of his skills but because of you," Kianna said.
Cassandra stopped.
Right. Why didn't she think about that?
She wiped her tears before rushing to the pack house, where they must've taken the alpha.
It was solemn. The environment was too pessimistic, and it felt too heavy to breathe.
It almost felt like everyone was mourning some kind of ....
Cassandra's pupils dilated, and without delaying, she hurried inside, only to see Alpha Thomas taking his last breaths.
"Cassandra," Thomas called for her weakly.
"Can I talk to you alone?" Thomas asked.
With his weak condition, it was practically impossible to take him anywhere. Thus, Cassandra looked at everyone, and they nodded in understanding.
They left them alone.
Thomas took a deep, shaky breath before extending his hand to the girl he treated as his daughter.
"What happened was unfortunate –"
"You will be fine soon. Just focus on being healthy. You can vouch for me in the council and tell them everything –" Cassandra started, but Thomas shook his head.
"I only have a few minutes left. The doctor gave me an injection to make me able to speak for this time," Thomas took another deep breath.
His body shook with each second and word he spoke, and Cassandra noticed how aged he looked suddenly.
The Luna title and injustice didn't matter for a second. Her heart ached for the man on the couch.
"That can't be true. You can't –" Cassandra started, but stopped when she saw his weak eyes.
"Promise me, Cass. Promise me that you won't leave this pack. You will take care of it like I did. I can't trust anyone else but you. Even your father wanted you to be loyal to this pack," Thomas said.
Cassandra nodded to him.
"I promise I will protect it from wherever I am," she said.
Thomas shook his head.
"You don't understand. There is a treasure inside the pack that needs to stay hidden. You will have to protect that, Cass. I can only trust you with this. Your bloodline is –" Thomas couldn't speak the following syllable.
Cassandra sat frozen in her place.
The snap of the pack's bond with the former alpha made her stagger backward.
The howls of pain echoed in her pack, and soon, everyone rushed inside the living room.
Their former alpha, Thomas Maybach, was dead.
"Miss Cassandra, you need to be strong." Betty placed her hand on her shoulders, but Cassandra didn't respond.
It was as if someone had taken the roof from her head.
She couldn't bear to see Alpha Thomas like this.
Cassandra shook her head and stood from the carpet, dashing outside.
Her gaze met Caleb and his mate Harmony, who smiled as they approached the pack house. Just by looking at them, she felt bile rise in her throat.
The same man who used to make her heart flutter made her want to vomit in disgust.
Cassandra didn't wait to talk to Caleb and ran towards the forest.
She ran until she reached the lake, panting heavily, and sat there for some time.
However, it wasn't enough to calm her heart.
Ready to jump into the water to cool her body, Cassandra was about to take her jacket off when a card fell from her pocket.
"Alpha Joaquin Callisto," the card said, and Cassandra picked it up and looked at it carefully. He gave this card to her when they met.
'You can't let him win like this. There has to be someone who could help you,' Michelle's voice echoed in her ears, and Cassandra gulped before pulling her phone out.
She dialed the number on the card, waiting anxiously.
However, no one picked.
'It was a bad choice. Why would an Alpha like him–'
Before she could finish her thoughts, her phone started ringing.
Cassandra looked at it for a couple of seconds, contemplating things.
'Pick it up, Cass. The worst thing that could happen is that the man would reject helping you. ' Cassandra told herself it couldn't be worse than being humiliated before the entire nation and picked up the call.
"Hello?" She spoke.
There was silence on the other side, and thinking that the man was probably waiting for her to introduce herself, Cassandra licked her bottom lip.
"I am Cass–" She started.
"Hello," the man's deep and hoarse voice caught Cassandra off guard, making her heart skip a beat. She gulped.
"I am Cassandra Eleanor. We met in the competition... in your room," Cassandra said.
"I know," The man hummed lazily.
Cassandra wiped her sweaty hands on her clothes.
"I need your help," She said, summoning her courage.
"Let's schedule a meeting, Miss Cassandra," The alpha said.
Cassandra wanted to correct him, but chose otherwise.
"Should I come to your Pack?" She asked.
The man stayed silent for some time.
"Let's meet outside," He said and ended the call.
Cassandra furrowed her brows.
How was she supposed to know where to meet when–
She looked at the incoming message with the time and venue they were supposed to meet.
It was scheduled after two hours.
Cassandra looked at her condition and quickly went to the outhouse to get changed.
After attending the Alpha Thames cremation ceremony, Cassandra left the pack to meet the dangerous alpha.
Her heart was pounding loudly against her chest the entire path as she tried to reform the sentences she would use to persuade the alpha why he could trust her and should help her.
Cassandra exited the taxi once they reached the restaurant where they were supposed to meet. She was dressed in a red dress that reached her knees.
"Miss Cassandra?" The person standing near the door asked her, and she nodded hesitantly.
"We were informed you would be arriving," the man said, leading her to a private room on the first floor.
Cassandra entered the empty room where a wine bottle and two glasses were kept and gulped.
Was it alright to meet an Alpha at this time?
She was having second thoughts, but she didn't want to offend the alpha, who was her last resort.
She looked at the door and stood to greet the person who arrived, but to her surprise, three girls and four men walked inside the room, standing at the corners.
"The alpha is arriving," The girl said, and Cassandra nodded in understanding.
Her gaze first fell on the man's shining shoes before traveling to his fitted pants and a black shirt that hugged his figure. His biceps nearly bulged from the strain, and his sleeves rolled near his elbows, giving him a semi-formal look.
Due to the three undone buttons, his wheatish chest was visible, and Cassandra gulped before meeting his hazel-amber eyes.
His aura was undefeated, and his power alone made her wolf calm down and relax, which was quite strange because there were only a few people around whom Kianna relaxed.
Alpha Joaquin nodded at her briefly and sat on the couch before her, his sharp jaws almost appearing clenched while he relaxed a little.
"Please speak," The man beside the alpha said.
She looked at the alpha, ready to speak, when Alpha Joaquin, who had been relaxing while observing her, leaned forward.
"Let's sign a contract," he said.
Cassandra raised her brows, looking at the man beside the alpha, hoping he would interpret those words for her.
However, it looked like the man was surprised himself.
"You want my help, and in return, you will come to my pack and train my female soldiers. It's a fair deal," Joaquin said, a lopsided smile on his face that didn't leave any room for negotiation.
"But you don't even know why I need your help and what for," Cassandra said.
Alpha Joaquin smirked; his gaze was dark and unpredictable.
"To throw your cheating husband off the pack. Though I would prefer killing and having a clean record, I know you wouldn't fancy that," Alpha Joaquin said as if killing someone wasn't a big deal, and Cassandra gulped.
Right. What else could she expect from the named monster of the alpha world?
"Okay," Cassandra said after thinking about everything. Alpha Joaquin leaned backward before looking at one of the girls who walked forward and placed the contract on the table.
Cassandra raised her brows.
It looked like the man was prepared already.
"It's a three-month contract. Once you fulfill your part of your deal, we will fulfill ours," the alpha said, and Cassandra nodded before she read the statement.
She didn't know why, but it felt like she was signing something bigger than just taking her time to train the female soldiers, like signing a deal with the devil.
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8.7
Explicit 18+ | Reader Discretion Strongly Advised
Dark themes, noncon/dubcon, extreme kink, power imbalance, group dynamics, knotting, overstimulation, and possessive claiming ahead.
A brutal omegaverse world. Warring packs. Rare silver-eyed omega Kai Voss lives hidden until a midnight raid destroys his safety.
The most feared triad captures him: Thorne Blackwood, a pierced sadist who pushes limits; Aurelius Voss, the volatile second, his knot pulsing with hunger; Cassian Reyes, the silent, amber-eyed observer whose fixation vows complete ownership. Dragged to their mountain den, Kai becomes their prize.
Defiant and sharp-tongued, Kai resists every command. His body betrays him with slick, aching need. On the first night, the alphas take him, one by one, then together. They stretch him past reason. Knot him impossibly. Fill him until his rim thins visibly. Slick eases the searing burn into shattering pleasure.
"Room for one more?" Thorne growls, forcing his pierced length beside the two already locked inside. He drags across sensitive spots until Kai arches, tears falling, his body yielding as omega instincts beg for more.
Three cocks locked and throbbing, owning him entirely.
"Fuck, he's taking us all," Aurelius groans.
Cassian watches silently, eyes blazing, plotting the next step to remake Kai forever.
Raw conquest becomes unbreakable obsession: relentless heats, punishments blending pain and ecstasy, jealous rivalries over cries, rare tenderness binding possession deeper.
Three ruthless alphas pursue the forbidden, shattering their defiant omega until he is stretched wide, ruined, reborn in their image. Relentless desire shows no mercy: tight entrances forced open, rimmed raw by impossible girths, slick-soaked and pulsing under unyielding ownership.
Hide and read in secret. Once the story begins, escape is impossible. Squirm. Ache. Hunger for every page.
DON'T BLAME ME WHEN YOU CAN'T STOP READING ALL 150 CHAPTERS ⚠️🔞‼️
7.5
I was the adopted daughter of the wealthy Ruiz family, but the moment their true heir appeared, I was thrown away like trash.
Not long after being kicked out, my adoptive father and uncle hired a hitman to stage a fatal car crash on Mulholland Drive.
Pinned under an overturned Porsche with a shattered leg, I watched the hitman point a suppressed pistol between my eyes.
"The Ruiz family sends their regards."
Before this, my reputation had already been completely destroyed by a director, a pop idol, and a reality TV star, leaving me blacklisted and universally hated.
My adoptive family didn't just want me ruined; they wanted me permanently silenced to tie up loose ends.
The hitman pulled the trigger, and the original Alicia died in despair, tasting only rain and blood.
Until her last breath, she didn't understand.
Why did the family she loved treat her like a disposable object? Why did those three men maliciously frame her and turn the world against her?
Opening my eyes again, the fear was gone, replaced by an ancient, cosmic indifference.
I, the Arbiter, had taken over this deceased vessel.
Moving faster than the human eye, I crushed the hitman's steel gun with my bare hand and turned his soul into dust.
Looking at the memories of those who wronged this girl, I signed a contract for the very reality show they were starring in.
Since I borrowed this body, taking out the trash is a required courtesy.
8.5
"You don't get to hurt me and then make me responsible for how guilty you feel about it."
"Friends don't stand next to you, learn everything about you, and then use it to get close to the one person they know matters."
Aria thought she knew two things for certain: she was going to graduate with her best friend, Iris, by her side, and she was in love with her boyfriend, Liam.
One kiss changed everything. But as the secrets of their "before" come to light, Aria realizes the betrayal didn't start at a party or in a moment of weakness. It started weeks ago, in the conversations she wasn't part of and the moments she wasn't invited to.
Now, Aria has to decide if she can find herself again in the wreckage of the people she trusted most-or if some bridges are meant to be burned
8.7
My new boss is gorgeous, arrogant, and filthy rich.
The only problem?
He doesn't know he's also the father of my baby.
Six years ago, I was supposed to get married.
But the night before the wedding, my groom-to-be showed me sides of himself I'd never seen before.
I might've died in that hotel room...
If Mikhail Novikov hadn't burst in to save me.
Handsome, strong, capable knight in shining armor-sign me up, right?
WRONG.
Because Mikhail wasn't just the hero I never knew I needed...
He was also way more dangerous than I ever could've known.
But for one night, I let myself do something I never should've done.
It was worth it-several times over, if you catch my drift.
In the morning, though, I did the reasonable
I RAN.
For six years, I keep running.
Until I walk into work one day, and find my new boss waiting in my office.
Guess who?
And guess what he does when finds out about our baby?
8.6
The Maybach glided through rain, Dante's cold cedar cologne a familiar comfort. Seven years, my life revolved around him, my fingers on his suit cuff, a silent promise. But tonight, our normal shattered with a single phone call.
He answered, speaking rapid Italian – a language he thought I didn't understand. Every word: a death knell. Confirming his engagement to Sofia Moretti, dismissing me as a 'consolation prize.'
Seven years of loyalty vanished. His loving mask back, he left for his fiancée. I stumbled into freezing rain, recalling my foster past. My numb fingers dialed his mother, Isabella, demanding fifty million for my silence. Her insults didn't sting.
The true gut punch: Sofia's Instagram, a prenup on Dante's desk, proudly showing *my* watch, captioned: 'Fourteen days left.' This wasn't their celebration; it was my death sentence.
I wouldn't stay another day in this gilded cage. My old duffel bag, packed, waited. The Australia brochure, a childhood dream, in my pocket. This time, I would live for myself, and they would all pay.
8.0
My sister Rosalie always played the role of my gentle protector. On the night of my engagement, she insisted I take a secluded canyon road for my own safety.
In my past life, I didn't know it was a deadly trap. I fell for the staged ambush and the rival mobster, Julian, who took a fake bullet to "save" me.
Because of my blind trust, my entire Falcone bloodline was annihilated overnight. My father was beheaded, my brothers were gunned down, and my sweet little sister was left to die in a filthy alley. I was even brainwashed into betraying my new husband, Damien Moretti. I shot the only man who truly protected me right through the heart, just before Rosalie drowned me in a freezing lake, laughing as she confessed she was just a bastard child stealing my life.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very night my nightmare began. I was trapped in a penthouse, a lethal drug melting my sanity, pinned beneath Damien. But after he brutally sweat the poison out of my veins, he didn't look at me with love. He handed me a Plan B pill with a gaze full of ancient, chilling hatred.
"Swallow it," he commanded, his voice a sheet of ice.
He remembers. The Dark Don remembers the past life where I murdered him. But this time, I won't be a pawn. I wiped the blood of my traitorous maid from my hands, ready to drag my fake sister straight to hell.