Terrified By My Beta Mate

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Emery Caden was fierce, wild, and scary to some people. However, to his friends, he was the best part of their life.

His life is the definition of 'I don't give a f**k,' his parents and his brother could never talk him out of his attitude towards life.

Parties on weekends and flirting with all sorts of people on weekdays. That had always been his schedule, and nobody could mess with it, not even the Moon Goddess.

"Cheers to Emery, the manwhore and joy of our brotherhood," Clark said as he raised his glass to the air.

"Cheers" they all clinked their glasses to his', downing their drinks in one go.

"I don't think I'm the man's w***e here. I'm learning from Terry over here, aren't I?" he said, pointing to Terry.

"Hell no! I am a Saint compared to you. I heard from a reliable source that you broke a three-year-old relationship. How did you manage to screw both the male and the female at the same time in a different location?” A lot of them at the table chuckled, a few groaning at Terry's words.

Terry continued, as he filled their cups to the brim once more, “That's way worse than I could ever do. I don't think I have gotten to that level yet.”

"I didn't do anything, they just couldn't resist me and my s*x,” Emery said laughing out, as the others joined in as well.

“I should be going home, I have a guest later," Emery said as he stood up, staggering backward but eventually regaining his balance. He was probably a bit too tipsy.

"Hm, who is coming to see you at this time? I've lost track of all the girls and boys you screw," Clark said, and the others laughed, clapping for Emery.

"It's Joy this time, nothing special going on between us. She needs my attention but I don't have time for that. She's not my type," he told them. He began walking outside, the rest following suit. They all had to stand at the entrance door unable to move forward because it was raining heavily.

"I guess Joy is canceled for today. Come back in, let's drink some more," Clark said, pulling Emery by his hand.

"Fine but I am calling my driver to come pick me up," he said as he allowed himself to be pulled by Clark. They went back to their table, drinking and chatting until the pack's driver arrived. Emery bid his friends goodbye while walking away with the driver.

EMERY

The drive back to the packhouse was long and boring. I already miss drinking with my friends. Having them praise me always made me happy.

I set records that none of them could ever break, and before they could ever dream of breaking those, I would have already created a new one. I am a beastly wolf that can never be contained and I do not want to be tamed or controlled in this lifetime.

Thoughts like these ran through my mind until my phone rang. The caller was Joy. A tight-lipped frown formed on my face as I accepted the call.

"Hello," I answered, my frown deepening with impatience.

"Hello? I am sorry babe. I'm going to need to take a rain check today. It's raining heavily and I'll have to come some other time," She said and I hissed out loud for her to hear me.

"I was busy when you called me saying you wanted to come over. Do you have any idea what you made me miss right now?" I asked her, raising my voice on the phone.

"I'm sorry, I will make it up to you," she said, apologizing to me.

"Don't bother. We are over." I told her before ending the call. Another one of my lovers is gone. That was my routine.

Annoy me or break your promise and we're done. There was no going back and no second chances.

I've lost track of the number of girls and boys I've used and dumped. There were still more to come and I was patiently waiting for them to arrive.

I turned on my phone to send her some messages.

[Whatever happens between us is a secret.]

[You know what I am talking about. Failure to do so will lead to you and your family's death.]

[You don't want to be the reason for your family's death, do you?]

My message was delivered and I knew she got it loud and clear. I turned off the phone and placed it on the chair to avoid calls or messages from her. Her calls annoyed me so badly.

"Send Mr. Park to get me a new sim card tomorrow. Get rid of this one. Send someone from the pack to get me, Blair, as well." I said, handing over the phone to him.

"Yes sir," he replied, the rest of the journey spent in silence just like the way it started.

We got to the packhouse, someone getting an umbrella to shield me from the rain. I greeted the alpha and luna as I entered the house, before heading to my room. I knew something was off when I saw my door slightly open.

I was going to kill that omega for leaving my door open. I might have screwed her, but that didn't give her the right to disobey me several times. She would be treated badly for this. I was about to open the door when someone bumped into me.

Who the hell was this small figure? I asked myself and he quickly pulled back and froze when he saw me.

“Who the f**k are you? What are you doing here and why are you in my clothes?" I asked him, but he stood there not saying a word.

' Is he selectively mute or just dumb? Was he trying to play stupid with me?' I asked myself.

“I asked, who the f**k are you and why are you in my room… and in my clothes?" There was still no answer. I punched his fragile face in rage and he staggered back before landing hard on the ground.

"I'll ask one last time, who the f**k are you?" I asked him, still clenching my hands in a fist.

"M - M - My name is Sam, and o - I - omega c - c - child," he stuttered, slowly sounding teary as he placed a hand on the spot where I had struck him.

"Why are you in my room and who gave you the audacity to wear my clothes?"

"Alpha Ron told me I could. I got drenched in the rain while delivering his goods to him and he gave me your clothes to change into because my clothes were wet." Droplets of tears escaped his eyes, with him trying to wipe them as fast as he could.

What a weak fool, I said to myself, lifting him by the collar of my shirt.

"You are coming with me," I said, dragging him along as I walked downstairs to the living room with him struggling to catch up behind me.

"Dad, you gave my expensive clothing to your w***e?" I asked the moment I went to the living room still holding him by the shirt.

"Watch your tongue, young man," my mum yelled in shock and anger.

I threw him hard onto the ground, "The both of you owe me a pair of new clothes each. I want this exact same design."

I was about to walk away, but I stopped for a moment to take a look at the little weakling on the ground, "Get ready. You'll become my slave until I am done with you," I told him before I eventually stormed out of the living room to my room.