CHAPTER 1

Alisha

Want an Alpha to make you happy? Wait for your turn to arrive and register at the ticket booth near his dungeon. I did. On a lengthy waiting list with a hundred other females in our pack, I never thought my opportunity would arrive almost a year ago. 

"You're a lucky Bitch!" Hannah poked me with her elbow. When would you be telling me about this? She seemed irate that neither she nor anybody else had been informed. I mean, how could I? I didn't get a scholarship to a prestigious university or anything of the kind; I merely had the opportunity to see the Alpha's lair.

"I'm sorry, I forgot!" I said, blowing my facial hair out and grabbing the final fry that was still on the ground. "Since I just turned eighteen a few months ago and I signed up when I was seventeen, I didn't think I'd get a chance in," the applicant said. A minor was not permitted to participate in the play or sign up for it, which was one of the harshest regulations in the whole dungeon. 

Hannah stomped her feet beneath the table after swatting the bee out of her face. "Come on, now. I am also eighteen. Where has my letter gone? She sulked. 

"Hannah, you never agreed to this." When I gave her a stern look, she eventually stopped talking. 

"Forgot. Signing up to get raped by the Alpha is the first thing I'm going to do when I get home from school.

He is not a fucks. I spoke up for her. He does, but not often; instead, he indulges the fancies of the females in our group. That's it. I gave her a clear explanation. 

The disclosure agreement, which we were required to sign before registration, made clear everything, including what we should and should not anticipate. The agreement's most unambiguous provision was that the Alpha would only pleasure and refrain from fucking. We may also express our desires or just give ourselves to be used whichever the Alpha chooses. 

Women in our pack died because of him. 

Alpha Xavier. 

A sex lord. 

A werewolf. 

An Alpha. 

a strong, ruthless, and above all else, god-like entity. He had a complicated past; he was born in hell and raised on earth. He is the first hybrid Alpha of our time since his mother comes from a line of Alphas. 

The man's face was etched with danger, and pride could be seen in his eyes. He had a stronger build than any other guy on the planet, a bronzed face, and a harsher profile. 

We all developed crushes on him as children, imagining, stalking, and stroking ourselves at the mere mention of him. Every time he went outside, he tore up the streets; the moon shined stronger and the sun disappeared. It wasn't just us; at the sight of him, everything melted.

Every girl simply wanted to be in his dungeon. 

I did too. 

Likewise Hannah. 

Nobody could withstand him. 

No one. 

For the time being, I ceased dreaming when the school bell sounded. I left the café with Hannah, and we returned inside to go to the remainder of our lessons. 

Last night, I received a letter informing me that I might visit the Alpha's lair. It surprised me. I was finally chosen out of a hundred other female candidates. I was given a date off that was next weekend at exactly midnight, when the Alpha would expect me. 

You're going to begin preparing, right? Hannah enquired.

"Mhm. Just waiting for the next weekend will kill me. likely to visit a store to purchase a dress. Would you want to join? I sat down in the chair and gave her a quick look. 

What's the point? They will nevertheless come off. She chuckled as her attention shifted to me. 

I laughed. Yes, you're correct. 

Only six more days remain.

The Alpha's Dungeon was situated next to an abandoned structure and next to a forest, far, far away from the town's core. The loud music and strong odor of alcohol were coming from a club around the block. There was not even a single automobile in the surrounding neighborhood. 

I introduced myself as "Alisha Mcpherson," giving the ID to the guy inside the warehouse that led to the real dungeon. Neither I nor anybody I know had ever been there. Due to the disclosure agreement, those who were there at the scene kept their experiences to themselves. 

Yet I was aware of rumors. 

extraordinary tales. 

"Eh. Perfectly timed. The guy grabbed the ID card out of his hands and laid his keys aside. "Too young —"

"Eighteen." 

He slightly raised his head. "Woman, I can count." 

"I know." 

The guy I had met a year earlier was still there. I went back then with a bunch of pals, and we were all so inebriated and high that we had no idea what we were getting into. I did check with my old pals, but they hadn't both received their letters. 

Only me. 

So far. 

"Sign." The guy gave me a pen and placed a piece of paper on the desk. Remember that the Alpha doesn't like chicks with boisterous mouths. 

The only reason we female wolves went for pleasure anywhere other than with our male wolves was because the pack was full of unpleasant, haughty individuals like him. 

I double-checked my signature on the document outlining the regulations to make sure I wasn't under the influence of alcohol or drugs. I then smacked the paper on the desk and spoke the words "I know." 

The guy laughed and swung over to the other side. "Turn left, then descend the steps. You can locate the Alpha. Enjoy yourselves!" 

I inhaled deeply and gripped the straps of my luggage before descending into the dungeon. This was my fantasy and my dream. The last time I saw The Alpha was at a school function, which was practically a couple of months ago, and he hardly showed up in the sunshine today. The whole evening, my buddies and I drooled. We were not permitted to approach him or even touch him since that was forbidden.

He had a dungeon where the only play could take place, and I was finally there. 

I donned whatever was in my wardrobe, a little, strapless black dress that was smaller than anything in the world. Before entering the dungeon's iron gates and going below, where the Alpha would await me, I moved about for a whole minute. 

I noticed a vast, bricked chamber with chains hanging from the walls and a little circular table in the middle when I came out of the stairs. A cell in the corner was illuminated by a vivid, crimson light. As my eyes landed on the Alpha, who was sitting on a chair, dressed, and holding a glass of something, my pulse raced with irrational ideas. 

I shifted in front of him, fidgeting with the back of my dress. He turned his head up and gave me a minute of his undivided attention. I was unable to move, and I suddenly felt as if something had grabbed me. 

I heard the quiet, smooth voice of the Alpha after watching. The statement "You're too young." 

"I'm 18," I elaborated. 

He nearly made me jump as he got out of the chair. I didn't get to spend much time alone with a sex god in a room. My heart leaped with joy and anxiety at every little movement. Before setting his cup on the rocky, ground-level table, the Alpha took a sip. 

He walked up to me, and I spread my lips and lowered my shoulders. He loomed above me, and the power that radiated from him compelled the rest of the room to bow before him. My wolf instinct told me to submit to the Alpha.

His fingers moved over my exposed arm before circling a lock of my hair. His head moved a little closer to mine, and I choked back a gasp. 

"All you have to say is red' to end this session if you feel uncomfortable during it." I could not discern any emotion in his remarks, which were as icy as ice. 

I tensely nodded toward him. 

"Say it with words." 

"Yes." 

"Yes?" 

I stared into his eyes, forgetting how to interact with someone in his position of power. The answer is "Yes, Alpha." 

A "good girl." Before trailing around my back, a finger ran over my collarbone. "Strip. Take off everything but your underpants. He withdrew his hands from my body and gave the order. 

I made no protests. I set my bag down and unzipped the small black dress I was wearing, then dragged it out from between my legs and shoved it, along with my bra, into my bag. I waited until I was completely naked before turning to look at the Alpha. 

"Tie back your hair." He gave me a rubber band to hold. "Loosely." 

I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and fastened it just as he requested. I put the fragments back behind my ear when a couple of them dropped across my face. Despite being underground, the dungeon was frigid. Perhaps it was simply my body warming up with want, but the fire kept the room warm. 

Say, "Raise your hands." 

I did so while raising my hands. The Alpha moved forward, leaving only an inch between us, sniffed my fragrance, and let out a low grunt. My nipples tightened as he ran his fingers down my breasts, and goosebumps followed their path up my arms. 

"Your body is gorgeous." He murmured, moving closer to where my heart was in my panties and stroking my hips. 

I murmured, "Thank you. After tonight, I won't forget to utilize the word "Alpha." 

His fingers were tracing my ass and going closer to me as I felt him at my back. Both my breathing and the yearning between my legs became stronger. He made my hair fall over my shoulder from the back.

The question, "Do you want me to love you or hurt you?" He questioned while holding onto my shoulder and kissed the skin on my back. 

Hurt me, I thought as I shut my eyes. "A little bit..." Too terrified to discover the extent of the anguish just yet, I immediately added. As I had only ever had sex once and had only sometimes touched myself, I wasn't sure of very much. Everything else was simply a dream, an imaginary scenario that I wanted to come true.