The Alpha King's Secret Babies

Larissa's POV

My eyes went up to the sky, and as the moon shone down on me, I couldn't stop smiling at myself.

This was it. The night I could finally be more than just an ordinary Omega in my pack

In our world, omegas were nobodies. We were nothing but slaves and helpers with no future.

No one even thought we could be assigned mates by the goddess. We were cursed to live the rest of our lives mateless and ridiculed until we grew old and died.

My parents had been lucky enough to find each other. Both omegas fell in love and had me, but my life was slowly torn apart until Peter came.

A knock on my door pulled me out of my reverie, and I turned away from the window to stare at the small wooden door in my house.

"Larissa, Peter is here to see you!" My mother called from the other side.

My cheeks heated up, and I quickly sat up on the bed. I let my long black hair flow to the side of my neck to show where he had left his mark from the previous night.

"I am up!" I called back, my voice filled with emotions.

Peter and I have been dating for a few months now. It was a miracle that the son of a beta could be mated to an omega like me, but it had happened.

I gave him my body the previous night, and he had left a love bite on my neck, promising to return tonight to present me to his family.

My heart sizzled with butterflies as warmth spread from my core, where we were so beautifully joined. I could still feel him moving in and out of me.

My wolf purred, both of us reliving the moment.

I was finally going to be elevated in the pack. Other wolves wouldn't just look at me and think of me as a lowly omega anymore. My mate was going to be the beta soon, which automatically raised my rank as well.

My wolf growled, excited at the prospect, and even better, tonight, after he had claimed us officially, we were going to make love under the moonlight.

A soft tap on the door pulled me out of my thoughts for the second time, and I jumped out of bed to open it.

As soon as the door flew open, the sweet scent of sandalwood and pine filled my nostrils, and my wolf melted as the mate bond burned around us.

"Hey," I whispered as my eyes fell into his hazel orbs.

"Larissa," he whispered in that soft voice that always swept me off my feet.

His fingers reached my cheeks, and he caressed the skin softly.

"You look beautiful," he said, and my cheeks burned again.

The same desire I had felt the night before when he took me washed over me, and my toes curled.

I stepped away from the door and beckoned to