His Forbidden Omega

His teeth grazed my skin, his tongue following, slow and deliberate, until every inch of me felt swollen with heat.

I shouldn't remember the way his mouth dragged down my body-hungry, claiming, until I was trembling under him... but I do.

His hand slammed my wrists above my head before I could breathe, his body crushing mine into the window as he thrust into me hard enough to make the glass crack.

I shouldn't remember the way his mouth closed over my private lips, pulling every sound out of me, or the way his lips suckled at my tits with slow, desperate hunger... but I do."

And even now, standing in this stupid wedding hall, my lips still tremble from the way he kissed me like he wanted to ruin me.

I didn't know his name then. I didn't know he was an Alpha. I didn't know he was my mate's father.

I only knew one thing: a prophecy woke in my blood.

Instead, I arched into the stranger whose scent burned like sin...

*******

Hours earlier, before I let a dangerous stranger drag those sounds out of me, I was just an Omega standing behind a bar pretending I wasn't breaking apart.

The laughter swirling all around me is too loud, and the music too sweet. They wrap their hands around me like poisonous vines, choking until I don't think I have anything left in me.

The bride's hands wrap around what should have been mine, giggle on her lips, and satisfaction in her eyes. My fingers grip the edge of the bar so hard that I feel it in my knuckles.

I force myself to breathe, to close my eyes, and act like I'm just another Omega pouring drinks at the Alpha's son's wedding. But nothing is that simple.

Because my mate is standing at the front of the crowd, sliding a ring onto someone else's finger. And not just anyone. Selene. My best friend since childhood, the one who promised she'd always have my back.

What a way to show it. A sharp pulse stings behind my ribs like an arrow. For a second, the world goes muffled, like something inside me is trying to wake up. I blink hard as my throat bobbed unconsciously. Not here and certainly not now.

The glass I'm drying suddenly shatters in my hand from how hard I'm holding it, and at once, heads turn in my direction, their eyes glaring daggers at me.

Somewhere across the hall, a shadow shift. A presence that felt heavy and dominant My wolf, weak as she is bristles so sharply I almost drop the remaining shards. Someone powerful is watching me.

"Be quiet, girl!" Selene's mother scolds harshly, her face squeezing into a frown. "And get away from there this minute. You are ruining such a beautiful day."

She was just like Selene. They acted like they were my friends for so long that I forgot who I was with them. A poor omega,