She sat up in her bed, turning toward me so that I was able to get a good look at her for the very first time. There was a certain delicateness to her features that I hadn’t expected when I first heard she was an alpha. She wasn’t as small as most omegas and as her muscles tensed, I came to see how very strong she was. Her gaze glanced up at me, casting her astonishingly bright sapphire eyes and long dark eyelashes in my direction. She was clearly suspicious and quite angry to be disturbed at this hour. She looked ready to fight if she needed to. I didn’t blame her either.
I was a big guy, built like an alpha, and I had quite nefarious intentions for her that involved not just breaking into her bedroom in the middle of the night, but forcing her hidden omega to the surface with my cock.
“How did you get in here?” she blurted, and I smiled knowingly.
“I’ve spent many days studying your castle, my queen, and it was easy to slip inside when no was looking,” I replied.
“I don’t know you,” she said quietly.
“I’m sure you don’t,” I replied. “I’m not from here.”
She stiffened. Her eyes narrowed as she tried to place me, and her upper lip curled just the slightest bit.
I wanted her to growl at me. I wanted that challenge and I wanted to be the one to conquer her into submission. I was looking forward to the moment that she realized what was really happening. Before long, her legs would be soaked with her slick and she’d be begging me for every last inch of my alpha cock.
“Who are you?” she questioned, her words revealing just how tense she was. I took a moment to drop my eyes from hers to take in what I could see of her body, and I was delighted to find that she was only wearing a light silk chemise.
That would be easy to tear from her body when the time was right. It would take hardly any strength at all to rip it to shreds and bare her to my gaze.
I would look forward to seeing her naked and spread before me, showing me that pretty little cunt as she begged for my knot for the first time.
I wondered if she was innocent. Was I about to be her first?
When I finally lifted my gaze back up to meet hers, she looked furious.
“What is your name?” she asked again, and I saw her fingers tighten beneath the sheets. No doubt she had a knife hidden beneath, ready to attack me if I made any move toward her. I didn’t, not yet anyway. Instead, I unbuttoned the cuffs of my cotton undershirt, rolling up the sleeves to reveal my forearms. She swallowed heavily, staring at my hands and I flexed them for her, watching as she shivered.
Was my scent getting to her? Was her hidden omega fighting back against her dominant alpha?
“My name is Aric,” I replied simply.
“What do you want from me, Aric? Land? Prestige? Titles?” she questioned. She sat back against her ornately carved headboard, boldly displaying herself for me. She didn’t even make an effort to cover up the fact that her nipples were beginning to harden beneath the thin fabric of her chemise. Her brazenness was a turn-on, and I wondered if it would continue once I stripped her of every last piece of cloth. I would look forward to finding out.
“No. I don’t want anything like that,” I answered.
“Then what do you want?” she pressed. Her gaze hardened with a certain well-attuned wariness.
“I want you,” I said, keeping my intentions clear and simple.
Her nipples hardened even more beneath her chemise and she slowly lifted her hand, revealing a long sharp dagger that she’d had hidden beneath the covers.
My cock hardened at the sight. I smiled.
It was time to force her omega out of hiding. I was going to teach Freya her rightful place.
Chapter Three
Freya
When I had gone to bed, I had no idea I was going to wake up to something like this.
Worst of all though, my traitorous body was reacting to him too. I swallowed heavily, trying to push those feelings aside, but it was proving far more difficult than I realized.
I had no fucking idea why my nipples were hardening into tight little peaks right in front of this man. I also really didn’t want to think about the fact that my core was clenching tight in a way I’d never felt before. I didn’t like it and it made me even angrier that I didn’t know how to handle it.
I gritted my teeth and ignored the strange heated twinge rolling deep inside me. I ignored the fact that it kept getting stronger.
He was a perfect stranger, an alpha no less. He looked like a Valgerthian, but the way he moved and spoke gave away that he wasn’t pretty much immediately. His eyes were a dark green, almost like that of the treetops in the forest. They peered back at me with carefully concealed darkness along with an alarming degree of intelligence. The sides of his head had been shaven, and his dark blond hair was gathered in a long braid that trailed down his back. His exposed skin was intricately marked with Valgerthian tattoos and even his hands were callused, all things I would expect from a warrior of my clan. It was more than clear that he’d done everything he could to slip into the city disguised as one of my people and it had worked so well that he was now sitting here inside my bedroom in my heavily guarded castle in the middle of the night.