Muleba_Makukula

Have you ever thought what one's life would be if their fate wasn't decided by the moon goddess?. Everything would be very different, one would get the chance to decide what path to take and who to love. Sadly that wasn't the case for me. My fate was already sealed the day I was born a Werewolf. The fact that I was born an omega meant that I was below the high ups. My purpose was to serve and please them as they wanted. I was never to look them in the eye or answer them back unless ordered to. One of my duty was to spread my legs for the alpha and let him breed me as he saw fit, until I could produce him pups as many as he wanted. Only then would I be given the freedom I longed for. And that was an omega's fate in our pack.

  I shivered in the darkness, the cold was making goosebumps appear on my skin.   low rumbles and huffs came from behind me, scaring me entirely and making me freeze. I knew the beast was there by the low huffs and sneers I could hear.   Screaming or calling out for help was going to be futile since it was right behind me and my voice was already hoarse for trying to scream the past few minutes. The only thing to be heard was the wind and the low growl that followed next.    I heard it shift and felt its soft fur brush against my naked body and skin. I swallowed hard and held in my voice.    I was dying to scream out!.   The more it leaned in, its warm breath touching my back the more my heart beat wildly. I forced myself to sit upright and turn to face it.    The Huge figure in front of me was so terrifying that I quickly tried to move away from it but its loud growl that slightly shook the ground made me halt my movements.   "I want to liv..e," I whispered in a husky cracked voice.   When the beast leaned in I quickly shut my eyes. This was it, my death. It was going to cut me into pieces or slit me open.

TRIGGER WARNING! ~ ALPHA IAN ~ I have a sexy wife who I let everyone f**k, I feel nothing for her, to me she's my means of release and pride. My pack not only shares everything, they share everyone. Conquering packs for fun is our hobby. To us there is no such thing as a mate, because of the curse that the moon goddess bestowed upon us. But ever since I conquered the blood moon pack, I'm beginning to wonder what I feel for the filthy runt of the pack. I want no one to touch her. And what's worse is that I want to spread her legs apart and thrust my c**k into her tight, sweet p***y violently just so I could satisfy my urge and desires.