The Alpha's Forbidden Omega

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Chapter Four

Hunter’s POV

I woke up with my head pounding, feeling like there was a parade of drummers inside my skull.

The events of the previous night came flooding back to me, including the excessive drinking I had partook in.

Caleb had warned me not to overdo it, but I had ignored him, especially after that ridiculous incident with the maid spilling drinks on me.

Just thinking about it made me clench my fists in anger. What an i***t she was. Didn’t she know who I was? The Alpha?

I muttered to myself, “I could have her killed for something like that.” But deep down, I knew I wasn’t that kind of leader.

When I took over from my father, I promised to rule with justice, but there was always a dark part of me that despised any form of weakness.

I put up a tough, no nonsense demeanor to make sure that no one saw me as weak. Even though I wanted to be a better man, my position made it quite difficult.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I tried to get up, but the pounding in my head increased tenfold. Sitting back down, “Get the physician!” I called out to the guards to fetch Gaius.

Gaius arrived shortly, an old man with white hair and beard, a good friend of my father before his death and one of my trusted advisors.

“What’s the problem this morning, Hunter?” Gaius asked as he entered the room.

Gripping my head, I groaned. “I feel like there’s a drumming parade in my head.” I said to Gaius.

Gaius looked at me and then chuckled, and I shot him a glare. “It’s not funny.” I said, reading his face.

Still laughing, Gaius said, “I suppose this drumming parade is courtesy of the countless drinks you had last night?” he asked sarcastically.

I ignored his jest. “Just give me something for the pain and leave me be.”

Gaius, still amused, sat down beside me and pulled out a glass vial filled with a dark liquid from his medical bag.

I eyed the vial curiously. “Drink it all. It’ll help with the pain and clear your hangover,” he instructed.

I took the vial from him and stared at the strange liquid. Gaius stood up to leave. “After you’ve taken it, rest for a few hours. You’ll be fine.” He said, before turning to leave.

Once Gaius left, I quickly downed the medicine. It had a peculiar taste, but I was too desperate for relief to care.

After emptying the small container, I lay back down, and the thought of the strange pull I felt toward that maid sprung up into my mind.

Undeniably, there was something different about her, or strange, but I tried to hide the feeling and justify the pull with the thought that I was just angry and my wolf wanted to tear her apart that moment.

As the medicine started to work, my thoughts began to form images of the girl. Her red hair and dark eyes had stirred something in me, something I didn’t want to acknowledge.

I was supposed to be angry, yet I couldn’t deny the strange attraction I felt. It confused me. Why should a lowly maid affect me this way?

I shook my head, trying to dispel the thoughts. I needed to focus on my duties, not some foolish thought. But as I lay there, waiting for the pain to subside, I couldn’t shake the image of her from my head.

There was more to this girl than met the eye, I knew, and I intended to find out what it was. For now, I needed to rest. There were more important things to attend to.

After taking Gaius’s medicine and dozing off, I woke up an hour and a half later feeling like a new man. The headache was gone, replaced by a strange, almost magical sense of restoration.

My body felt energized, my mind sharp. My wolf stirred within me, urging me to take it on a run, a ritual we followed whenever I felt particularly strong or pumped with adrenaline.

I was about to head out when I remembered the meeting with the pack elders. “s**t,” I muttered, glancing at the clock.

It was half past seven, thirty minutes until the meeting. I jumped out of bed, quickly showered, and dressed. By 7:50, I was leaving my quarters and heading to the palace hall.

…

The meeting went smoothly. And despite the important topics discussed, my mind kept stirring with unbelievable urges.

Once the meeting was over, I still felt that surge of energy inside me. Deciding to go for a run, I left the palace and headed into the thick forest surrounding the castle.

The woods was my sanctuary, a place where I could let my wolf run free and wild. I wasn’t afraid of anything out here; this was my territory.

I never took guards with me on these runs, or along any of my personal businesses, preferring to be alone and cherishing the freedom.

I started running in my human form, sprinting through the familiar path. The forest was dense, the air cold and refreshing. As I ran, I felt the familiar urge to shift.

Quickly, my wolf eagerly responded, and while running, I transformed. My bones began to break and rearranging themselves, muscles contracted and grew, fur replaced bare skin.

Soon, I was racing through the woods on all fours legs. After reaching the top of the hill, I stayed a while there thinking, and with a deep sigh, I raced down back towards the castle.

…

After returning from my run, I still felt an urge I couldn’t quite place. Ever since that awkward encounter with the maid, I’d been feeling restless.

Running hadn’t helped ease all my urges, and the need to assert my dominance over someone stirred in me.

I tried to shake the feeling off, but as I entered my private chambers, I was met with the sight of Danielle, my mistress lying on my bed, naked and seductively.

Just seeing her there made me immediately hard. But I quickly recalled our last encounter, where she’d begged me to mark her and make her my Luna.

The absurd suggestion had not only irritated me but also annoyed me too. We’d ended up fighting when I told her I had no interest in a mate or Luna, and that even if I was, she wouldn’t be my choice.

Danielle had stormed out of the room angry, cursing me and vowing never to come back. Yet, here she was, laid on my bed, legs spread wide open, her golden curls scattered over her head.

I doubted if it was a good idea to take her now, but with the feeling in me, and the sight of her spread out and ready for me was too tempting.

Despite our last fight, I couldn’t resist. As I approached her, “Baby,” she called out to me sweetly, but I didn’t respond.

I just climbed onto the bed, grabbing her roughly and spreading those legs wider. Danielle gasped out loudly as I shoved my huge d**k inside her without any warning.

I wanted to exert the frustration in me on her, and with a good measure of my strength, I pinned both her hands on either side of her head, putting her in a trap.

My waist now between her legs, I pushed my d**k deep inside her until I could feel the edge of her cervix with the tip of my d**k. Danielle shrieked in both pain and pleasure as I pressed my entire size into her.

Satisfied with the tight grip I had trapped her in, and the feel of my hardness inside her, I slowly pulled out of her, but only to hit her cervix once more, this time with a force didn’t predict.

I watched Danielle scream and tried to shriek away, but the trap I had set her in too strong for her to free herself. Gripping her more tightly, I continued this way, pulling out not entirely and shoving back in with a force.

I watched as Danielle screamed and moaned, the sight of her rolling eyes unlocking a rage in me. Even with her protests, which I knew she didn’t mean, I didn’t stop, but continued to pound her until my d**k felt completely wet from her insides.

This helped lubricate my quick movements as I f****d her with, powerful, rhythmic strokes for minutes nonstop, her eyes balls rolling and almost pushing into her head. Soon, she was shaking beneath me, my d**k flooded by her wetness inside her.

I had intended to hold myself for as long as possible, but the sight of her shaking under, her whole body convulsing, her pelvic muscles tightening and throbbing, I soon burst hard and deep, spilling everything in me inside her.

Moments later, I rolled over and lay sweaty and breathless beside her. Danielle, thrilled and overjoyed by my brutal performance, lifted her head to look at me.

Still trying to catch her own breaths, “Hunter I…” she started to say, trying to apologize for her behavior last time, but now filled with a feeling of disgust for her, I quickly dismissed her and told her to leave.

Shocked and speechless, she read my face and for the first time, she saw how angry I was, so she gathered her things and left, her face sad. I didn’t care. I had gotten what I needed from her.

I called for a maid to clean the room, and when the girl came, I was surprised to see the girl who had spilled drinks on me the previous day.

Immediately, my anger flared up, and I requested a new maid, but the chief housekeeper said everyone else was busy, and she was the only one available.

Reluctantly, I allowed her to clean, but her presence made me uncomfortable, and I couldn’t shake the strange pull I felt towards her.

Watching her do the task, I decided to assert my authority on her. “Listen carefully, girl.” I warned her, my voice low and threatening. “If you ever dos something as stupid as what you did yesterday again to anyone, I assure you, you’ll regret the day you were born. Understand?"

The girl nodded, her eyes wide with fear. She continued cleaning, her hands trembling slightly. I watched her closely, wanting to intimidate her, but also unable to stop myself from being drawn to her.

Her presence was unsettling, and I couldn’t understand why she affected me this way. As she worked, I tried to figure out what it was about her that drew me in.

Even though I couldn’t deny she was as beautiful as only a goddess would be, she was just a maid, a low born, I thought to myself.

Yet, that maid had made me restless the whole day. My wolf stirred inside me, and even though I had exerted my strength with Danielle, I still felt the irresistible urge to take the girl right there in my room.