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Sweet Alpha Dangerous Omega

Part 18

The kiss wasn't as passionate as the ones shared during her Heat but that don't mean it was devoid of emotion. She placed all her affection and gratitude for your actions in and in return she feels the devotion and relief coming from you.

"Oh, how can we doubt our sweet alpha?"

The scent of pure euphoria coming from you along with the smell of blood made her head spin from the satisfaction that flooded her delicate nostrils.

"Our alpha brought us sustenance, two prey successfully hunted by her hands."

She wanted to continue but you needed air though you didn't seem to mind as you followed her mouth eager for more. She bit her lip to contain her smile, it still bothered her that you sought her sister's permission before hers.

- "Next time you need to go out, you'll have to inform me. Am I clear?" -

You nodded like a trained puppy. You looked so adorable that she couldn't help but give you another kiss which you happily responded to.

*COFF*

- "Cassandra."-

She ignored her older sister's call.

- "Cassandra"- she called more firmly, but she still ignored her.

- "Cassandra it's getting dark and the Lycans are going to start bothering."-

Ugh, those damn mutts.

Out of the corner of her eye she watched her sisters collect your gifts in a more solemn manner than she expected, at least from Daniela, who she thought would be salivating at the smell of fresh blood. But her little sister carefully carried the buckets even though she was buzzing as if she'd devoured an entire tray of candy.

Pulling away from you she can't help but laugh at the pitiful whimper you let out when she moves away. Picking you up she checks you for any serious injuries and finding only bruises feels pride swell in her chest.

"Our alpha emerged victorious, bathed in the blood of her prey."

She smiles when she hears you purr and shudders slightly as she feels you snuggle closer to her shoulder sniffing her indiscreetly. Your scent grows stronger, so much so that she feels it enveloping her body.

Joy, comfort, and relief.

Security.

You didn't see her as a monster, you didn't think of her as a bloodthirsty beast.

You trusted her, you felt safe with her.

She doesn't know when she started purring, but she didn't stop despite feeling her sisters' stares behind her.

The feeling of your body relaxing at the sound of her was reason enough to endure the teasing that would follow.

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The physical and emotional exhaustion you felt must have been immense as you remained asleep the entire way to the castle.

As she crossed the door the scent of oil and smoke greeted her first before her uncle made his appearance.

- "Is that the Alpha you chose, Wolfchen? I expected someone more imposing."-

"Our Alpha is perfect just the way she is."

Before she could respond Mother did so at the same time, she instructed Clarissa to examine you. Cassandra gently laid you down on the couch.

Mother didn't complain at all.

- "That Alpha is an excellent choice for my Cassandra. Skilled and disciplined with commendable loyalty. She's not like the mindless pigs you surround yourself with, Heisenberg."- She nodded proudly. The disgusting man-things of the village couldn't compare to her Alpha. -"Although she has one flaw I can't forgive her so easily."-

"What?"

The indignation and confusion must have been obvious in her face because Mother continued in a tone she knew very well.

-"The fact that you started a courtship with my pup without talking to me first is an offense she will have to pay for as soon as possible if she wants my blessing."-

Shit

- "Mother, I-"-

- "I'm disappointed, Cassandra. I had to find out from Dorothea about the gifts the alpha has prepared to woo you."-

Damn it, Dorothea. She bet the old hag did it in revenge for the time she interrupted her date with Relia to repair the wall in Bela's office that she knocked down while playing with Daniela, that spiteful, damned woman.

- "I was planning on telling you, Mother,"- She said, using her best scolded puppy face, but little help was.

-"You should have told me at the moment. I understand she doesn't have the education, but you know better, Cassandra."-

- "Wow, I'm surprised you taught her all that courtship crap. I thought you'd avoid it considering how overprotective you are, Alci."-

- "..."-

Wait a minute.

- "...Mother, you never taught us about courtship." -

- "...Alcina." -

Mother cleared her throat, ignoring her uncle's judgmental look.

- "There's no time like the present." -

Bela cleared her throat before speaking quickly.

- "I have work to do, sorry, Mother."-

Daniela yawned and stretched.

- "Oh, look at the time! It's so late. I apologize, Mother. Sleep is killing me."-

Her sisters were traitorous bitches but luckily for them Mother didn't let them go.

- "No, Stay. It'll be good for you too."-

If she is lucky maybe a blizzard will destroy the window.

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After a thirty-minute conversation that seemed like hours and perfect warm weather because her luck sucks. Mother let them go, her sisters went to the kitchen to drop off her gifts.

Clarissa had already checked you over, so she picked you up to take you to your room. The doctor will bring an ointment for your wounds, so you need to bathe.

She hears you wake up while she is preparing the water for the bath. You were being held by her swarm because you were covered in mud, weeds, and blood, so she assumed you didn't want to dirty your room.

- "Lady Cassandra?" -

- "Take a bath. We need to talk." -

Your face showed your concern, and your scent turned sour with the scent of fear.

"Our Alpha believes you have changed your mind and will reject her again."

Her omega informed her reproachfully while she deserved it, preferred not to be reminded of it constantly.

- "It's not what you're thinking. Hurry up so I can put the ointment, or you'll have to do it on your own."-

You almost tore your blouse in the rush to take it off.

Hearing Clarissa's voice, she goes to open the door. The castle doctor hands her the ointment, as well as the instructions for applying it. When the woman leaves, she leaves the medicine on the bed to find your clothes.

Your closet was full of clothes that belonged to Bela.

Tomorrow she will take clothes out of her closet to take them to Calina's to adjust. If you were going to wear someone else's, you were going to wear hers.

As she laid it down on the bed, she noticed the clothes under your pillow, the ones she gave you to wear during her last heat. On the dresser next to your bed was the bear fur she asked for.

Her scent has almost faded from the clothes she lent you, unlike the fur which was so impregnated with your scent that when she ran her hand over it, remained on her fingers.

She heard your footsteps and the sound of the fabric adjusting to your body, she spoke without turning to look at you.

- "You got it." -

-"You asked for it, I had to get it, I planned to give it to you tomorrow along with... your food." -

She finally turned to see you standing in only your underwear.

-"And the rest?"- She asked, raising an eyebrow.

-"...You said you would help me"- you replied, embarrassed, but still made no move to cover yourself.

"Daring alpha."

-"Sit down."- You threw yourself down on the bed, and she could almost imagine a tail swishing swiftly behind you.

She took the ointment and proceeded to rub it on your bruises. Despite the pain you must have felt when she touched them instead of complaining you were purring with pleasure.

“We can give her a massage with a happy ending.”

“Didn't you hear the rules Mother set?”

Ignoring her omega's thoughts, she decided to inform you of what her mother had said.

- “Did you know that before starting a courtship, you must present yourself to the pack leader and wait for her instructions?”-

You stopped purring and your scent changed from pleasure to fear.

- “…I forgot.”-

- “…of course you did.”-

- “Is Lady Dimitrescu furious?”-

She remained silent for a few seconds to increase your nerves. When you seemed to cry, she replied.

-"No."- She knew her mother's anger, so she could assure you she wasn't furious with you.

You sighed in relief then groaned as she pressed a bruise on your rib to get your attention.

- "But she wants us to follow the formality."-

- "Formality?"-

- "It means that tomorrow you'll have breakfast with us, explain your intentions to me, Mother will give you the instructions you must follow to continue the courtship."- She said, covering the ointment. Looking you in the eye, she notices with pride that despite the fear expressed moments before, your gaze held only determination.

You took her hand to kiss the back of it.

- "I won't let you down again, I swear on my life, Cassandra." -

God, how could you be so damn sincere? Just thinking about expressing her affection so openly made her stomach churn.

“Answer, anything.”

- “I don’t remember giving you permission to call me by my name.”-

“Anything but that!”

Despite her response the affection on your face didn’t fade instead a certain malice shone in your eyes.

- “I apologize. I forgot that only Bela and Daniela gave me permission”- You said, still holding her hand.

“ARE YOU GOING TO LEAVE IT LIKE THAT?!”

“OF COURSE NOT!”

She squeezed your hand tightly enough to cause pain and brought her face close to yours, so close that she could feel your warm breath on her cold cheeks.

- “Dear Alpha, the woman you’re courting is Cassandra Andreea Dimitrescu. You’d better remember that before you make a mistake tomorrow”- she declared fiercely, still holding on to you and not looking away. You smiled, showing your fangs, giving you wild air. It was the first time she'd seen you like that. Unfazed by her grip, you moved her hand so that your cheek rubbed against the gland on her wrist.

- "I'll never forget who I'm courting, my Lady."- She felt your fangs gently graze her wrist, your gaze never straying from her face. -"Cassandra Andreea Dimitrescu is the Omega that my Alpha has chosen, the only woman I desire as my wife, my eternal companion, my Mate" -

Too much, you're too much.

She used her swarm to make a strategic retreat.

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When your beloved fled the room, the shame of your actions hit you hard. You were applying everything the elders had told you along with what you'd read in the novels Daniela gave you to practice. Even though your face was burning, and your heart was beating wildly, you felt no regret.

"Omega accepted our courtship, but she still seems to doubt our affection. We must show her we're serious."

After everything that had happened, a revelation dawned on you:

Cassandra didn't fully believe in the sincerity of your affection.

During her second Heat, she expressed fear that her cruel treatment would cause you to abandon her.

"Forgive me, forgive me, I'm sorry, don't leave me, please don't leave me, I'm sorry." -

On the day of the accident, she fervently tried to convince you of the inevitable needs that her nature brought her.

“You understand, right?”

“It’s part of me.”

“You love me, right?”

And today she came looking for you under the impression that you had fled the castle in terror.

Cassandra feared the abandonment of those she loved.

A pain you already knew.

In your childhood you believed your parents loved you unconditionally, after your presentation you still believed they loved you enough to support you. Even after your father brutally beat you and then threw you out onto the street, you still believed that love for you once existed in their hearts.

But the truth is that they abandoned you years ago, those you loved had abandoned you without second thoughts.

You would never wish that pain and despair on anyone, much less her.

So, you would make it clear how much she meant to you until the day she never doubted it came.

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Breakfast started off more peacefully than she expected. Seeing how moderately good you were with utensils made her grateful for adding basic etiquette lessons to your classes.

Everything was going well; maybe she worried for nothing.

-"Lady Dimitrescu."-

Of course you had to open your mouth.

Mother turned to look at you with a look that would send any other mortal running in terror, but it seemed that wouldn't be the case with you.

-"Yes?" -

- “I have committed a discourtesy against you and your honorable house by pursuing your daughter without your consent, I offer my sincere apologies” - You bowed your head and then continued with the same controlled tone of voice - “You hired me to serve as a temporary Heat Mate for Lady Cassandra, however, my humble self desires more than it deserve”-

You raised your head and stood firm, gaze never wavering even when Mother expelled her scent with the aim of subduing you, despite being a Beta her mother’s control and power were indisputable, however, not even the slightest trace of fear emanated from you.

- “Admirable Lady Alcina Otilia Dimitrescu, I beg you to grant me the honor of courting your daughter, Lady Cassandra Andreea Dimitrescu” –

Daniela covered her mouth to silence an exalted scream while shaking her shoulder violently.

Cassandra kept her gaze on her plate, her face the picture of neutrality but she could see how tense she was.

- "You're a peasant whose only talent is her carpentry skills, you have no lineage or wealth, and yet you dare ask for a chance to court my daughter?" -

- "Is that a no?” - Where’s your shyness and obedience go?"

- "And what if it is?" -

-"Then cut off my head immediately, my lady."- Daniela bit her fist to shut up and Cassandra finally turned to look at you, but you didn't take your gaze off Mother. "Because I fear only death will end this greed."

Silence reigned for a few seconds that seemed eternal before Mother's laughter filled the dining room.

- "You are really full of surprises. Very well, you have my permission. When we finish breakfast, you and Cassandra will accompany me to my office to go over the rules to follow during this courtship. Is that okay, Cassandra?"-

- "...Yes, Mother."-

You smiled at Cassandra who immediately turned her face picking up her fork and continuing with her breakfast. But despite her frown she noticed how red her ears were.

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- "Is everything understood?"

You nodded. The rules were simple, focused on maintaining the decency and chastity of the countess’s daughter.

"Certain actions are valid."

"...Shush."

It wasn't a good time to think about how to...bend the rules.

- “Perfect, now you courting my Cassandra means you wish to form a bond” – You nodded quickly before moderating yourself – “You will have already realized that I am a woman who appreciates formality so while my approval is of the greatest value, my brothers and venerable Mother also have power over your acceptance as Cassandra's Mate."-

Which meant you had to win the approval of Lord Moreau, Lady Beneviento, Lord Heisenberg, and Mother Miranda.

Easy peasy

- "Heisenberg has already given his approval. I'll inform the others about the good news today. As soon as everything is ready, I'll take you to their territories for their verdict. You may continue courting under the rules I gave you. However, remember that you cannot consummate the bond yet, is that understood?"-

- "Yes, Lady Dimitrescu" -

- "Yes, Mother" -

- "Excellent, you may leave"-

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- "At what point did Lord Heisenberg give me his approval?" -

Yesterday, after the most embarrassing conversation, upon seeing your most recent courtship gift, her uncle whistled in amazement and immediately gave you his approval.

Wölfchen, she murdered, bled and butchered two people to feed them to you. You have to be a psychopath or completely crazy in love to do something like that. Besides, from what Big A has told me, she's loyal as hell. Your girl has my approval but just in cas, your favorite Uncle will make you some personalized chains.

- "He was stopping by the castle. We ran into him when we arrived, and he admire your dedication to… meeting my needs. He was in the middle of his Rut and to avoid confrontations, he withdrew."

- "Confrontations?" -

- "He is the only alpha in the family, Uncle Moreau and Mother Miranda are betas, just like Mother and my sisters. Aunt Donna and I are the only omegas in the pack.”- She turned to look at you. - “I’m leaving. I have things to do.”-

She had to take clothes out of her closet and take them to Calina so they would be ready as soon as possible but she had barely taken a step when you grabbed her hand.

“Can you walk me to my room? I still owe you a gift.”

The bear fur.

“Make it quick.”

You didn’t let go of her hand and she didn’t try to move away.

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The fur was covered down to the smallest fiber with your scent. The whole time you scented it you remained calm to make sure you exuded pheromones that would give her security and peace.

You knelt down and held out your hands with the fur in them. Cassandra's face remained neutral but her scent, as always, betrayed how pleased and anxious she was. If you looked closely, you could also notice how her ears had taken on a reddish hue contrasting with her pale skin.

The brunette took the fur from your hands to examine it in detail. Despite her scent indicating that she was pleased with your gift, the nervousness in your chest didn't fade. Cassandra could be very contrary; her scent would say one thing and her mouth would say something else.

For what seemed like hours, the Dimitrescu inspected the fur, and you bit your tongue when she brought it closer to her face, rubbing her cheek against it to finally give her verdict.

"Exquisite work, Alpha."

You were grateful that you were still on your knees because the smile she gave you made the strength in your legs fade.

“Beautiful, adorable, gorgeous.”

You nodded without looking away from such a perfect creation, your heart pounding steadily and a ringing in your ears.

Cassandra's smile faded and a look of uncertainty crossed her face before vanishing as quickly as it had appeared.

“Get up.”

You obeyed, standing as quickly as your weak legs would allow.

Cassandra took a step closer to you and out of habit, you straightened your back keeping your hands at your sides.

- "I eagerly await news of your victory."-

- "Of course-"-

The vampire leaned down quickly and just as quickly kissed you on the cheek then swarmed off.

She kissed your cheek.

Cassandra kissed your cheek.

Cassandra, out of heat, kissed you again.

You could feel your alpha howling and racing through your head.

In a show of manners and self-control, you decided to just jump in place and then kneel down to pray to the Black God in gratitude for his blessings.

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Of course, something was bound to happen when everything was going well for you.

As night fell, you were ambushed on the way to your room.

A blow to the head rendered you unconscious and when you woke up you found yourself tied firmly to a chair with your mouth gagged with a rag.

- "You finally wake up, Sleeping Beauty." -

She was one of the castle's omegas. Looking around you realized your attackers were the castle's group of omegas, at least the older ones.

Of course they hated you. How could you have been so stupid as to believe only betas hated you? Still, you would show no mercy in your defense. You would accept any punishment Lady Dimitrescu meted out, but you wouldn't let them kill you.

You refused to allow Cassandra's fear to become reality.

Even with the gag, the growl you emitted was abundantly clear, and the scent of your hostility filled the room in an instant.

The women were prepared for your reaction as they all wore cloths covering their faces, but you still didn't stop growling.

The leader, an old woman whose name you couldn't remember, looked at you with contempt.

- "Huh, you are an alpha after all."-

Your eyes responded with the same aggression and the woman let out a contemptuous laugh.

"I'll be brief. Lady Cassandra is more than capable of handling you and if she can't, her sisters will be more than happy to hunt you down. Even so," A knife was plunged between your legs, causing no harm, but was close to it. "I promise you they won't do it alone."

You stopped growling, are they...

- "Lady Cassandra is a Dimitrescu but she's also an omega and we never abandon our own."-

…. threatening you for Cassandra's well-being?

- "So, you better not do anything stupid."-

You didn't know whether to be offended that they thought you were capable of causing her harm or relieved that she had more people on her side than you thought.

Deciding to go for the relief. You nodded firmly, letting your eyes show the seriousness with which you accepted her threat which was enough for the woman who made a sign with her hand causing your whole world to go dark again.

You woke up on the floor of your room with a tremendous headache.

You hoped the Lords would be more merciful with you.

Although you doubted it.

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Calina had work to do so the clothes would be ready in three or four days; now the details were getting new ones. The weather was warm, so she got ready to go out. Mother had revoked her punishment after the accident in an attempt to cheer her up. She wanted to walk through the forest but first she had to visit Aunt Donna to ask for new clothes.

She had already called her the day before to inform her of her visit and thus avoid accidents with her powers which were always active in her territory.

The first time she made that mistake was more than enough to teach her a lesson and obey Mother's warning to be careful in the Beneviento territory.

Her aunt's ability in her opinion was the most terrifying of all the lords, even more so than the mutation of her mother and uncles.

The worst enemy is the mind capable of piercing the thickest armor, untouchable and invisible.

And her aunt could influence her without even needing to snap her fingers.

When she fell victim to the pheromones that covered the forest in House Beneviento territory, she revived memories that were better kept buried deep within her psyche, even if her body quickly purged the toxins the damage was already done.

She had nightmares for a month.

Lesson learned: always, always call before visiting Aunt Donna so the path to the waterfall mansion would be toxin-free.

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Her aunt was serious as ever while Angie acted like Daniela after devouring two kilos of sugar.

- “AN ALPHA WOMAN! I’VE NEVER HEARD OF ONE BEFORE! COMMONLY, ONLY THEIR CORPSE REMAINS AFTER THE PRESENTATION!” -

- “It’s truly a stroke of luck that you found one.”-

Hm, looking at it that way, perhaps her luck wasn’t so bad.

Bela had informed her mother about everything you had told her, who in turn informed Mother Miranda.

Investigations and interrogations were personally conducted by Lady Beneviento, upon obtaining answers blood was shed as payment for the offense committed.

Grandmother Mira was so furious that she almost wiped out the scum inhabiting the village herself; however, she managed to calm herself, and new laws were established. Due to her busy work in the outside world, she couldn’t keep an eye on mortals as she wished, and her children were equally busy dealing with the missions she had assigned them.

-“I think the most surprising thing is that Alcina accepted her, considering how protective she is of you and your sisters.” –

- “YEAH! I THOUGHT DIMIZILLA WOULD NEVER LET YOU LEAVE THE TOWER! I HAD ALREADY RESIGNED MYSELF TO NOT HAVE GRANDNEPHEW OR NIECE TO PLAY WITH!” –

*COFF, COFF *

She wiped the coffee that dripped from her mouth.

-“AUNTIE!”-

“It’s-”

“SHUT UP!”

- “What? Angie was the one who said it and it's something to be expected in a relationship." -

- "There's no relationship yet and I don't even know if that's possible."-

Her mutation gave her advantages and disadvantages but getting pregnant wasn't one of them. She was a hive-minded swarm for the Black God! She had no proof, but she also had no doubts about her inability to carry a pup.

It wasn't that it hurt her not to be able to; her family was of different blood, and they loved her as much as she loved them. Adopting a pup as her own wasn't a difficult choice.

"We should talk to Alpha about it."

"Of course, it's important, tha-why the hell am I even considering it?!"

"Because it's important!"

"Not right now!"

She shook her head to get those thoughts out of her head that had no place to be there.

- “ALTHOUGH FIRST YOUR ALPHA HAS TO PASS OUR TESTS IF SHE WANTS OUR APPROVAL!”-

Cassandra rolled her eyes.

- “She’s already won Mother’s approval, getting the rest of the pack’s will be much easier.”-

-“Hm”- Was all the eldest replied while the doll let out a malicious laugh.

“Alpha will be fine.”

“Of course.”

“And if she needs to rest for a couple of days to recover from the trauma, we’ll be there for her.”

“Of course.”

“And if she needs comfort… physically, we can take care of that too.”

“…what part of “forbidden” didn’t you understand?”

- “Have you thought about what to give her as an answer?”-

Answer?

Donna must have noticed her confusion as she continued.

- “While Alphas typically initiate courtship, Omegas can also respond with their version.”-

- “Their version?” -

- "Yes, Alphas and Omegas have a very complementary relationship. They need to be in harmony to avoid conflict. In the past, Omegas had a more immersive role in courtship but over time the practice diminished, as did the aspects considered wild and primitive." - Taking a sip of her tea, her aunt continued, -"If you'd like, I can lend you the books I have related to the subject."-

-"Please."-

If she was going to do this, she would do it right.

It's what you deserve after everything you're doing and everything, she put you through."

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At the village school they gave you basic knowledge about the Lords, but it wasn't much considering you hadn't finished the course and didn't attend services because you were persecuted as soon as you approached the Church. So, the most information you had was from the rumors circulating about them. Of course, you didn't believe them because it was normal for people to exaggerate or add details as they saw fit. The most reliable information you had was what Bela gave you during your first classes.

However, fear and nerves didn't help you; rumors about the Lord of the Lake echoed in your mind.

Lord Moreau is a deformed monster, with a foul and putrid aroma, who lives surrounded by filth and wild beasts. To swim in his reserve is to swim with death.

It was Lady Dimitrescu voice that pulled you out of your spiral.

-"Salvatore is the one who has the worst side effects from the Cadou. It was a slow and painful process watching his mind and body deteriorate without being able to help him."- The Lady of the castle lit her cigarette before continuing. - "He was a genius, a polite and sensitive man, the only man I've ever liked in my entire life." -

Lady Dimitrescu's comments only further confirmed Bela's information, she referred to the man with the same affection and regret as her mother. - "When his health deteriorated, he kept his distance, allowing only Mother Miranda's presence. Over time, he let us see him and the ravages on her body, her mind had been damaged to the point that today he is only a shadow of what he once was. His appearance is truly unpleasant, and his babble frustrating but sometimes that brilliant mind shines."- The Countess looked you in the eyes and smiled. -"We'll see if this will be one of those occasions."-

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- "W-welcome Alcina."-

Her brother had done her best to clean but the smell was still noticeable. Glancing sideways at her companion, she felt proud to see her maintain a firm posture and a neutral face.

- "Good morning, Salvatore. May I present to you the Alpha who is courting my dear Cassandra."- She loved her brother, she truly did but the smell was too much for her overdeveloped senses, so she wanted to get this over with quickly.

- "O-oh, Cassandra, s-she is c-c-courting Cassandra?"-

-"That's right."-

Just like the last time you introduced yourself and declared your intentions for her daughter without fear or hesitation.

Salvatore stood in front of you. She could see you gulping, whether out of fear or disgust she couldn’t tell but you didn't back down or show any fear.

You bowed in respect.

- "Lord Salvatore Hugo Moreau, I humbly ask your blessing to continue courting your graceful niece, Lady Cassandra Andreea Dimitrescu."-

Her brother murmured her daughter's name over and over again, trying to remember as much as he could about her. Her heart was heavy because Salvatore had once taken her second daughter on fishing trips on warm summer days. She still remembered how difficult it was to keep a straight face while scolding her brother, who was carrying her daughter on her back her pup wet from head to toe but smiling happily to have caught more than her uncle.

Come on, sœur aînée, have mercy on me. Being humiliated by a Dimitrescu is more than enough for today, isn't it, petite louve?

A whimper brought her out of her memories. Salvatore was lifting you by the neck.

- "Cassandra, my nièce, my p-pettite l-louve, hurt her and t-the lake will silence your screams, do you understand, fille de pute?"-

-"C-Clear as w-water, m-my Lord"- you managed to answer despite the grip on your neck.

Satisfied, he let you fall, nodding to himself before looking at her.

Alcina smiled and for a second the one who smiled back was a man lost years ago.

- The most common way to show appreciation and at the same time demonstrate your skills is to create clothing from the fur given by the Alpha-

Super simple.

It's normal for her to make different things with the material obtained from her prey. She's already made gloves for herself and her sisters, a bag for Mother, a hat for Uncle Karl, a blanket for Uncle Sal, and a purse for Grandma Mira.

She only gave Aunt Donna the material because she's extremely picky about that.

Just by touching the fur you gave her, she knew how carefully you processed it. She planned to use it as a blanket for her nest but if she wanted to show off her skill she'd have to make something more detailed.

It was always useful to have another layer for the winter.

It took her longer than usual because she made every cut and seam with the utmost care; she wouldn't accept even the slightest mistake.

Today you went with Mother to the Moreau territory. Her Uncle Sal was the calmest and most peaceful member of her family.

(Aunt Donna only pretended to be, she was capable of holding grudges for years and always got even.)

She had no doubt you would earn his approval, so she wanted to welcome you with a gift that showed how much she appreciated your efforts to win her over.

"Alpha will be as proud of us as we are of her."

"Of course."

Despite knowing you would arrive victorious; she wouldn't entertain the illusion that you would arrive unscathed. As the only nieces/granddaughters and technically the pups in the pack being overprotected and spoiled was only natural.

If Uncle Sal were the one he had been decades ago, she is 100% sure you'd end up with at least a broken arm and a warning of being turned into fishing bait. But that's the Old Uncle Sal; the one who suffers from chronic pain won't do anything so strenuous.

*Cassandra, your alpha has returned from her visit. Check that she doesn't have water in her lungs. *

Well, throwing you into the lake wouldn't be such a strenuous action for him.

*If she has it, you can always suck it out...*

*Daniela! *

*...from her mouth! I was going to say from her mouth! *

Ignoring the barely concealed laughter of her younger sister and the reproaches of the older one, she secures the bear cape to her body and goes to greet you.

From the stairs, she can see how dirty your clothes are, and her sensitive sense of smell detects how your body reeks from the filth of the reserve. Mother orders you to take a bath while she leaves to shower herself.

Not wanting to waste any more time she uses her swarm to be in front of you in seconds. You smile at her, your scent radiating joy and pride but as you watch her adjust her coat, your face becomes confused causing her to swallow and look away in feigned disinterest.

"Do you not like it? Maybe we should have made something different?"

Before her insecurity takes over, she is hit by the scent of honey.

Happiness, pride, satisfaction.

She turns to look at you and panics when she notices the tears you are trying to hide behind your hands.

"DO SOMETHING!"

However, as soon as she leans in, you uncover your face, and her words fly through the window at the sight of you.

Your smile exudes more warmth than the sun itself, yet it still freezes her in place.

-"Bless the Black God for putting you in my path"- You say, touching her cheek, your movements slow as always, giving her enough time to move away if she so chooses.

She wants to answer, wants to tell you she feels the same, but the words won't come out.

Luckily, she has always been more about actions.

She holds the back of your hand along with the wrist to let her face fall into your palm, her chest vibrating.

Your eyes sparkle and your smile twists, she turns her face to kiss your palm as she closes her eyes, never stopping her purring.

She allows you to cry in privacy, but not in solitude.

Never in solitude.

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Two days have passed since your visit to Lord Moreau's territory, a day you will never forget for the rest of your life.

Finally, finally, your feelings, your efforts, your very being were accepted and reciprocated.

From now on you would pray to the Black God every day as a token of your gratitude for his gifts.

During the journey to the Beneviento Territory despite knowing the rumors of the mysterious Lady of the Waterfall, your nerves were absent; you felt capable of swimming in the waterfall itself.

Your mind is so caught up in yesterday's events that before you know it, you're already sitting at the garden table with Lady Beneviento, a cup of hot tea in front of you. Focusing on the present, you recite your intentions to which the woman nods in response, then prompts you to drink with a wave of her hand.

Lady Beneviento, misfortune in the flesh, if you enter her territory don't trust what you see or what you hear. Trace your steps and flee. Don't chase ghosts, don't chase voices, don't trust anyone.

You take a sip of your drink, suppressing a grimace at the bitterness to avoid offending the lady. You want to give her a compliment but your tongue feels like lead, your vision blurs, and your body doesn't respond.

In seconds, everything goes black.

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- "Wake up"- A familiar voice orders you, but your whole body feels like stone.

A slap.

- "Wake up, I said"- You recognize the voice and with great effort you open your eyes.

Cassandra

The brunette looks at you with contempt, even more so than she had months ago.

- "You're not even good as a pet"- She says, then bites your neck hard, tearing out the gland, paying no attention to your pitiful cries. You hear her chew and swallow your flesh, then burst into laughter.

It hurts, your very soul falls to pieces.

What did you do wrong? What was your mistake?

Why can't you be happy?

- "At least it will be fun to play with you"- She says, turning to the table covered in knives, tweezers, and other instruments you don't recognize.

"She'll torture you; she's a sadist, she'll have no mercy."

"You're her prey."

Rumors about the daughters of the countess of the castle come to mind.

Cassandra Dimitrescu, the second daughter never lets her prey escape. A slow death awaits you in her hands. A cruel and ruthless woman, a beast.

You look around at the walls covered in dried blood, the cells filled with dismembered bodies. The dungeon reeks of misery, death, and decay.

"Do you want to end up like them?"

Cassandra approaches with a pair of tweezers, takes your right hand, and without looking at you, pulls off your pinky nail. You stifle your scream, which angers her as she takes your finger and twists it, breaking it in seconds.

"Did you really think you'd be different?"

She continued with the ring finger.

"A mortal."

The middle.

"A peasant."

The index finger.

"This was the only end that awaited you."

Finally, the thumb.

"But you can still escape."

Cassandra turns around and you feel a weight in your left hand: a knife.

"Finish her before she finishes you."

The omega returns and, with a brush marks your chest using blood as paint right where your heart is, then returns to the table carefully examining her tools.

"She'll rip out your heart to devour it before your eyes."

The heaviness in your body disappears; you feel the energy course through your veins.

"Make your move first."

Cassandra's back is turned, you approach silently.

"She betrayed you."

You raise the knife.

"Why continue this charade?"

And you bring it down with speed, force, and precision.

"You're more of an idiot than I thought."

It hurts, but you continue.

"There's nothing special about you."

You pierce through skin, through muscle, and you feel the blood in your hands welling up more and more.

"But I'm pleasantly surprised."

Tears fill your vision, the knife falls, and your legs lose strength.

"Young Alpha, you have..."

Cassandra holds your body with one hand and with the other she pierces the wound you've made in your chest with ease. You feel her take what belongs to her and pull it out without delicacy.

"...my approval."

The last thing you see is her bloody smile taking a bite out of your heart.

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Your body slumps, and she looks at her sister reproachfully.

- "You could have caused her a heart attack."-

- "I also prepared the medicine to restart her heart. I plan my actions carefully, Alcina."- The lady of the mansion shrugged indifferently as she approached your body on the ground to take your arm and inject you with something she hoped would ease the pain you're sure to be feeling. -"She'll be fine, she'll just have a horrible migraine."-

Ignoring her sister's indirect direct mock, she sighed as she lifted your body and carried it in her arms. She was pleased to note that you'd gained weight since the last time she did this.

"The cub is improving with each passing day."

- "Cassandra is in good hands; she's a lucky girl."-

Alcina knows there's more behind her sister's facade of neutrality. Donna was presented at a very young age. Being an omega with an extravagant mentality and personality must have been complicated, considering that the first thing she did once she gained control of her powers was to repress her very biology. - "Perhaps one day fortune will smile upon you, Sora Mea."-

She hugged the woman in her arms, a woman who for a long time lived in misfortune, loneliness, and misery until one day she had the encounter that would change her life.

"Perhaps, Sorella" Donna replied with a neutral face and nonexistent scent, so similar to the dolls she had created.

Someday she will see her little sister smile again.

Someday.

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When you opened your eyes, the great personality of Lady Dimitrescu greeted you.

You were lying on her lap.

You tried to get up but a hand wouldn't let you move and in seconds an intense migraine took away your desire to do so. The scent of roses brought you some comfort.

- "Lie down and rest, Donna's abilities are a torment even after release"- She said, removing her glove to place her hand on your forehead. The coolness of her skin against yours was welcome for your migraine.

-"N-nothing was..."- Your voice was barely a whisper, but you felt it echoing in your skull. The tension and pain in your body lessened as time passed, but it didn't completely disappear.

- "Real? No, it was all an illusion."- You felt her hand caress your forehead and hair. -"You passed with flying colors, just as I expected."-

Expected it? Did Lady Dimitrescu trust you to pass Lady Beneviento's tests?

You felt tears welling up in your eyes, so you closed them, pretending to sleep to avoid the pain. The woman continued stroking your hair. The last thing you heard before falling asleep was the countess’s humming.

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You woke up in your room. The pain had lessened but it remained constant, a drill slowly but steadily boring into your skull.

Lady Beneviento was the most terrifying of the Lords, that was a fact you now believed.

Lady Dimitrescu? Your head severed from your shoulders in seconds.

Lord Moreau? Suffocation underwater in seconds.

Lord Heisenberg? Hammer to the skull with the possibility of post-mortem work.

Lady Beneviento? Ten traumas and if you don't kill yourself, the migraine will.

Yes, Lady Donna was officially on the list of people you never wanted to anger in your life.

Turning to the cabinet next to your bed, you noticed a note.

You have the rest of the day free. Dorothea will send food for you. If the pain persists until tomorrow let me know. Rest, you deserve it.

Sincerely, Alcina

"The pack leader recognizes us and approves us to mate her cub."

Despite what Lady Beneviento made you live through, the image of the dungeon covered in blood and guts or the dismembered bodies in the cages didn't cross your mind.

No.

The only thing that repeated itself in your mind was Cassandra's smile, the one that made you feel like the luckiest woman in the world, the one that gave you the strength to fight a Varcolac with your bare fists.

The one she dedicated only to you.

Was it love you felt? It had to be, it couldn't be anything else.

The door opened, and instead of Dorothea, it was the woman who inhabited your dreams and nightmares.

Cassandra

- “You're awake now, perfect.”- She placed the tray on the counter to take the plate of stew. -“Sit down slowly.”-

You obeyed, happy to fulfill your Omega's wishes.

Cassandra gave you the plate. You took a bite and grimaced in confusion. Something was different in Dorothea's kitchen. Had she had a fight with Relia?

- “What's wrong? Does it taste bad?”- Dimitrescu asked angrily, but you noticed the nervousness she was trying to hide in her scent.

- "No, it doesn't taste bad, it tastes different. The seasoning is different. Did Relia make Dorothea angry?"- You asked as you grabbed the bread to bite into it. It was more toasted than usual. Dorothea must be spitting fire for her cooking to be affected like this.

-"No."- She didn't say anything else. She remained silent, staring at you while you ate. You felt a little embarrassed, but you were also happy to have her attention and concern for you.

When she finished, she arranged everything on the tray and, without looking at you, asked, --"So, did you like the food?"- Her tone was carefree and casual, but her scent betrayed the nerves she pretended not to have. She was so cute.

- "Yes, Dorothea really is a talented chef, cooking so well despite the stress Relia causes her."- You barely answered and Cassandra's scent exuded joy, pride, and satisfaction.

Why-

- “Yes she is, but I cooked this.”-

Cassandra did it? Cassandra cooked for you?!

- “I WANT ANOTHER ONE!”- You screamed uncontrollably, stopping to clear your throat to speak like a decent human. -“O-one more please.”-

The brunette laughed, shaking her head.

- “I’m sorry, Draga, you’re still feeling the effects of Aunt Donna’s powers, you’re going to throw up.”-

Draga, she is calling you Draga. Are you still hallucinating in the Beneviento mansion?

- “It will be for next time. When you recover, catch a deer and I will gladly prepare it. After all, it’s one of my favorite meats.”-

You will ask Bela to accompany you, so there’s less chance that you’ll wipe out the entire deer population in search of the perfect one.

You are so focused on your future hunt that the hand on your jaw catches you by surprise but the kiss on your forehead freezes you.

Before you can answer, Cassandra uses her swarm to grab your things and leave the room.

You let yourself fall onto the bed.

If when you open your eyes again you discover it was all an illusion, you'll jump into the lake.

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- "Mother Miranda isn't in the village, so we'll pause until she returns."- The alpha just nods calmly.

Despite your calm demeanor, you were brimming with unease, which was to be expected. Mother Miranda was the Village's highest authority, although Alcina and Cassandra had the final say in all this courtship, the priestess's opinion carried great weight.

"It's not just that, it's something more."

"Something more?"

It was with a discreet sniff that she finally noticed.

You were at the beginning of your rut.

She would remind you of the courtship rules just to be safe. Even if you've shown admirable self-control outside of rut it doesn't guarantee you'd still have it suffering from it.

That's without considering how Cassandra will react. While her daughter has had encounters with alphas in rut she deal with them without any problems or interest, you were a special case, someone her daughter was more than interested in.

...Maybe she should order some suppressants.

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