The Alpha’s Rejected Daughter by Humble Smith

Lucian’s POV

She looked up at me with those pretty eyes, shimmering and twin l i n g like there were stars in them. They look so innocent yet brimming with desire, like a child craving a loll*pop she just saw. The eyes with which she smiled and licked her l*ps while I locked eyes with her were so cute.

“The door is not locked. She said it with that innocent tone still as her hands went over my chest, running down to my abs as she licked her l*ps again.

I wrapped my hand around her slender waist and pulled her closer to me, using my other hands to adjust the stray covering her face while gazing at her l*ps. “Nobody will barge in while I’m here. It seems you forget I am the king.”I chuckled. letting out a smile that lingered.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

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It was clear my old self was back. That darkness that clouded my heart and filled me with anger all the time was gone, and now I just felt happy, smiling from real joy in the heart and not the fake ones that hurt the jaw.

But only when I was with her did I really smile. Just her presence makes me feel some kind of way that I love so much. I feel complete, like my soul has met just that one thing I needed.

As her body collided with mine, that sweet sensation came rushing in, washing through my body. She circled her arms around my neck, leaning over, those inviting l*ps calling on mine, and I couldn’t even hesitate any longer before k*ssing her deep, taking in those soft l*ps like it was a drug I was addicted to

Our eyes were shut; nothing else mattered but us. It was like the world had vanished and we were in an empty space, floating and feeling just our body and soul. The connection was real, something I could feel in my spirit; even my beast was ecstatic.

We k*ssed for minutes before our hands began to roam. I couldn’t tell when we both got stark n*ked, my hands fondling those soft, tender breasts and nipples while k*ssing her. Those soft hands of hers were rubbing my chest down to my already

hard di c k.

The pleasure was really deep, and it made me deepen the k*ss as if I would suck out her spirit. The way she let out silent moans through the k*ss was driving me crazy.

I broke the k*ss, carried her up into my arms, and dropped her on the table, her leg parted wide and those toes already curling up.

“Please f u c k me, please…” She begged in a low moaning tone as her left hand stroked my big, hard di c k while she supported her position on the desk. Her pleading eyes were on me, wet with craving emotions.

I smiled and grabbed her neck while she threw her head back, then I whispered to her. “You are mine to play with, and I decide what to do to you.”

She nodded as my l*ps brushed through her neck, running down her belly button. It was like she never expected it, and the pleasure came in an outburst. Yeah, she won’t expect me to go that intimate with her, and I didn’t also plan it, but her body was everything to me. I adore it and want to eat it to the fullest.

The way she moaned was so loud that she had to slap her m*uth shut to m u f f l e it. I was sure she hadn’t felt this before. My tongue sliding through her sensitive cli t was something that really drove her crazy, so she threw her head back and used her hand to push my head in.

I took time to devour every part, overwhelming pleasure consuming her as she became wetter and her pus s y was dripping. That was when I pulled back and penetrated her honey hole with my di c k, and it slid in so sweetly that we both moaned at the same time.

I felt it in my soul-the tight puss y swallowing every inch of m y d i c k. Inside, she was so sweet, and her moaning was like a

driving force as I began to thrust harder gradually. I felt she was getting tired of that sitting position, so I helped her down and bent her over in a d o g g y t y l e , ramming her from behind while she called out my name.

“You are so sweet, I can’t get enough. I groaned out as I reduced my pace, sliding in and out slowly, feeling every inch get buried inside.

“My legs are shaking…” I spoke like a baby, smiling as she looked back at me while I leaned forward and k*ssed her. I had had s** so many times, but there was something so good about her.

After our encounter that night in her pack, I had been thinking about the s**, holding it with so much regard and importance, every moment buried in my head, that I stayed up all night thinking and desiring it more.

If this is how a mate-bonding relationship feels, then I was too stupi d to ever think of killing my mate. That stony heart and hatred for love had been washed away by her with no stress, and I could swear I was ready to settle down and spend the rest of my life with her.

The moment I was about to release, my groan was so deep and loud as I held her waist tight, my eyes shut, and my toes curled up too. I released inside her.

“Wow….” I breathed, sitting on the chair beside the desk while she sat on my lap, hugging me tight. Her body was a solace to my soul, which I just don’t want to come to an end.

I want to hug her forever, hold her hands, and feel her skin every minute of my life.

“You are so sweet. I love you.” She spoke lowly into my ears, her fingers running through my hair while I stroked hers.

“I love you more, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” I spilled, my eyes closed.

“As your mate, we should, but I’m wolfless and weak.

“Don’t worry; that’s why you have me. I will be your wolf and your strength. I won’t let anyone harm you in the slightest. It have been thinking a lot, and now I have arrived at my decision, and that’s you. I want you. I want to be with you forever.” I confessed, and those words were actually from my heart.

“You are flattering me. I’m floating now, and my heart feels like it will burst out of so much joy. I can’t wait to show my fathe what his rejected daughter has become. He never believed in me and abandoned me like garbage.” She sighed, sounding really sad and pained.

“If you’re sad about him and want him dead, I’ll bring his head to you tomorrow.” I said immediately.

“I don’t want him dead; I want my stepmother out of his life. They should be going their different ways because I am sure she is the cause of whatever shi t my father had turned into.” She hissed.

“There is only one way, and that’s killing her. Please stop being too soft; I have to send my men to kill her so your father will come back to his senses.” I stated seriously. Anything or anybody that causes her a bit of sadness doesn’t deserve to live.

Selene’s POV

“Must she be killed? Maybe you should just get her banned from my father’s pack.” I almost said this out, but once again I remembered my mother’s bracelet, which she intentionally spoiled. I remembered how she actually planned my death with my own mate after making him reject me brutally.

Maybe she really doesn’t deserve to live because, as long as she is alive, I am not safe. She doesn’t know I’m still alive. Since my life was a threat to her and she wants me dead so badly, she should actually die first.

“I want her head on a platter tomorrow.” I said to him, and he smiled happily and caressed my ch*eks.

“Consider it done, my queen.” He k*ssed me, and we both stood up, picked out clothes, and dressed up.

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“We are going home from here. You need to rest, eat, and take a nap.

“So you really know how to care for someone,” I chuckled.

“I only know how to do that for you alone. You matter the most to me.” He replied with a short laugh, his perfect set of white teeth gleaming and giving him a really handsome look.

This man is really like a Greek g o d, 1 swear.

We were done dressing up, so he took my hand quickly, as if someone else would snatc h me from him. We both stepped out of the room, and I just saw from the tag that it was a staff office, but it seems whoever was there was either not in school or had been dismissed.

As we got out and turned to the staircase, the first person my eyes met was a familiar face, which was that of Ria, Stan’s sister. She was walking in the opposite direction from us.

Her eyes met us, and the pain and rage were clear in those eyeballs while she tried to keep it at bay and maintained a calm demeanor.

She greeted Lucian with a low bow, but he didn’t even give her a glance as he kept a straight face while we walked her

past like she wasn’t existing.

“She is hurt.” I giggled, and he scoffed.

“She can kill herself or try hurting you, so I would help her meet her dead parents; maybe she must be missing them.”

Thank you for loving me, and I will have to meet your mother, and we should thank her. We both owe her a lot for bringing us together again. Imagine I died in that forest.” I breathed.

“You’re right, but you will lead the way. I’m not good at thanking people.” He shrugged and glanced at me. “How is our baby doing in your stomach?”

“Perfectly fine, and she is grateful for the better man her father has become. She is really proud of you.” I replied, and again, a charming smile left his l*ps.

“Tell the child that you are the reason. You really changed me so easily when I thought I had been lost in that dark world.”

I laughed, and he joined, like he was learning how to actually laugh steadily.

We both entered the royal cart and drove off with my head resting on his shoulder and our palms clasped together.

“You will be the queen very soon, and I want to mark you fast and make you mine so no man will look in your direction.” He said it with a short chuckle of excitement as he fiddled with my fingers.

“I’m the luckiest girl on earth!” I giggled, joy bubbling inside me as I thought of how great I would be. The respect and how highly ranked I would become in the world, how I would become popular as the Lycan queen, having maids, and the entire kingdom bowing to me in real respect-not even my pack can dare to disrespect me.

Well, if only I had known what the future had in store for me, I wouldn’t have called myself the luckiest girl because my fate was far from luck.