Chapter Seven

Kiandra

I took a few wrong turns, but eventually found my bedroom on the lower floors. I couldn't sleep near the real princesses. I slipped into the hallway leading to my bedroom, then crossed it and quietly entered behind the wooden door. I closed it silently, listening for any commotion happening on the other side, but it was dead quiet.

I breathed a sigh of relief before turning to my room. It was a mess, with papers and books stacked everywhere. I knew that taking books outside the sacred library was strictly forbidden, but I might have taken a few for some late-night studying. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment at my obsession, but I quickly snapped out of my trance. I grabbed some small satchels and packed them with clothes. They appeared to be simple servants' attire in dull, brown colors, but it would help them blend in.

I also packed a cloak for each of them, then stuffed a few purses with gold coins and added herbs to mask their Omega nature. When I had everything packed, I slung the bags over my shoulders and grabbed the torch and book once more. I cautiously poked my head into the dimly lit hallway, glancing around, but the festivities had drawn the attention of the guards to the floors above. I retreated into the tunnels, heading even further down than the ground floor.

A chill seemed to creep into my bones as if something haunted this place. I knew I was entering a part of the castle I had never ventured into before. Our father had forbidden it, believing it was no place for delicate Omegas. I scoured the area for the door that would lead me into the dungeon's hallways when I heard the undertones of Alphas' voices.

I froze, waiting for them to pass by before resuming my search for the door. It proved challenging to locate, as the walls were made of stone arranged in a random pattern. I pressed my hands against the stones, hoping to find a hidden handle, and finally noticed something to my left. I turned and held up the torch, revealing a small iron handle protruding from the wall. A smile crossed my face as I walked over to it.

I pulled on the handle, hearing the stone slide away, and silently thanked my ancestors for constructing these secret passageways. I poked my head into the dark, eerie hallway, glancing around, but there were no guards in sight. I hurried down the corridor, following the sound of my sisters' voices until I reached the cell that held them. I unlocked and opened the door.

"Kiandra?" Solana asked, astonished.

They all turned their heads to look at me.

"Come!" I urged them, waving for them to join me.

They hurried over and hugged me tightly.

"That was foolish!" scolded Vivina, though a smile played on her lips. "You should have escaped."

"I couldn't leave you all behind. Here," I handed them the bags I had packed.

"There are only three," Solana pointed out.

"I will stay."

"Why?"

"I am not known to the Alphas. I could be of use here. I can protect our home until you're ready to return."

"Kiandra, that is utterly insane. You cannot stay. You're coming with us!" Vivina told me.

"No, go to the tunnels. Just walk straight ahead. It will take you to your freedom," I said, pulling my sisters out of their cell. "You have everything you need in the bags."

"I am not leaving you behind! You're coming with us!" Vivina insisted.

"That she is." We all spun around, seeing a dark figure emerging from around the corner. Even through the thick, rotten smell down here, his Alpha scent overpowered it. He came closer, stalking us, making us feel like the small Omegas we were.

"Run," I told them.

"Kiandra!" Vivina exclaimed.

"Now!"

The Alpha came toward us, but instead of running with my sisters, I ran to him. He had not expected that. He froze before he crashed into me. Despite never having met Alphas, I had studied them. I understood their weaknesses and how an Omega could even tame an Alpha to her will.

As my sisters ran toward the tunnels, I placed myself on my knees in front of the Alpha, letting my instincts guide me. It gave them the head start they needed while I remained submissive to the Alpha before me, bowing my head and tilting it slightly to the side. I felt his sharp eyes on me, trying to decipher my behavior, but I simply remained in place, waiting.

His hand shot out, wrapping around my long braid and pulling it back, forcing me to look up into his eyes. They had turned completely black, the pupil consuming the brown color, showing his instincts were playing and taking over, enjoying my submission. But then he forced his Alpha nature back, his eyes returning to their brown color, and his growl turned angry.

"Well played," he snapped before he leaned down and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder.

"Hey!"

He hurried down the hallway where my sisters had gone, reaching the tunnel. When I glanced behind myself and saw my sisters were nowhere in sight, I smiled. However, I was quickly placed on my feet, and an angry Alpha towered over me, pointing to the open tunnel while a growl surged from his chest.

"Where does it go?" he demanded to know.

I lowered my eyes, maintaining my submissive demeanor, but I would not reveal to him where my sisters had gone. His growl turned darker, and his hand moved to my throat, squeezing. I knew he barely put any power behind it, yet I could feel a constriction in the air in my lungs. I tried hard to stop my instincts from going crazy, urging me to fight him. However, I knew disobeying him would only make him tighten his grip. Alphas loved the smell of fear, even in their Omegas.

"Answer me!" he growled, yet I remained quiet.

He pulled me closer to him, bringing our faces within inches of each other. His growl was so powerful that I could feel the vibrations running through his arm and into me. I felt an immediate shift in my own body. Shamelessly, it reacted to his display of power, and I squeezed my thighs together to ensure my slick wouldn't drip uncontrollably to the floor.

I knew Omegas were meant to please Alphas, but I hadn't expected such a fast and powerful reaction. The Alpha began sniffing the air around me, and not even my long, dark clothes could hide the fact that I was reacting to his dominant nature.

His growl changed rhythm and became one of satisfaction. The sound made my body react even more powerfully, as Omegas were designed to submit. We were made to find the strongest Alphas and provide them with pleasure beyond their belief, so they would stay and protect us, ensuring our survival. My body was responding as it was meant to, but it did nothing to cool the heat in my cheeks.

He leaned closer, burying his nose in my neck, his entire body expanding. Yet his growl turned angry again, and when he pulled back, he still looked furious.

"Bland," he growled. "Yet I can smell your desire."

I swallowed hard, trying my best not to move and to let him handle me as he wanted. It was the best way to deal with an enraged Alpha—to give him exactly what he desired. His eyes glanced down, and he reached for my dress, pulling it up. It took everything in me not to pull away, and his nostrils flared as he raised my dress, releasing the scent of my arousal into the room.

He slipped his hand inside, grazing over my thigh, and my eyes rolled back. The simple touch from him was enough to send me into a frenzy of need, and my body released more slick, ready to receive him. He ran his fingers over my inner thigh, almost grazing my pussy before he pulled his hand away. I opened my eyes, shocked that he did not simply take me, but instead, he brought his fingers to his lips, tasting me, and I whimpered at the sight. I had never imagined that an Alpha would want to lick my desire off his fingers, and he even looked incredibly pleased by what he tasted.

A dark smile returned to his lips afterward before he pushed me up against the wall, my sisters now long forgotten as he shoved my dress higher, getting on his knees. Why was he kneeling? A scream of delight erupted from my lips as he pushed his face between my thighs, his big hands wrapping around my legs and pulling them apart to create space for his enormous body.

Pleasure, unlike anything I had experienced before, exploded in my body as he almost drank the slick dripping out of me, and I only seemed to get wetter as his warm tongue licked over my entrance, pushing inside. I felt myself squeezing around him, wanting him deeper inside me, wanting to feel his knot sealing us together. He chuckled darkly against my wet and sensitive skin, sensing the desperate need my body had for him. I tried pushing up on my toes to get away from the powerful sensations. I couldn't think when he did that, and I always needed to think.

A clear mind was important, but one of his hands moved higher, grasping my hip, and keeping me in place as he continued to pleasure me. It felt like something hot was building in my lower belly, and it frightened me because of the power it seemed to have. I reached out, trying to shove him away, yet my hands seemed to have a will of their own, grasping his hair and pushing him closer instead of away. It elicited another dark chuckle, the vibrations teasing me, before he latched onto the most sensitive part of me.

He sucked hard, making my eyes roll back again, but this time, pure delight exploded within me, and I screamed so loudly it echoed through the tunnels as I rocked my hips against his face. He continued to apply more pressure to that sensitive part, driving me wild as I experienced pleasure beyond my wildest imagination. I had thought with an Alpha, it was all about pleasing him, yet I found no struggle in surrendering to the Alpha before me. When he finally pulled back, my Omega instincts told me it was time to show what I could do for him.

He stood, moving closer to me, still pressing me against the wall. He studied me, a look of confusion on his face as if he were trying to make a connection. I couldn't comprehend what was going on, but it didn't stop me from attempting to reach out and touch him. All I desired was to trace every contour of his hard body with my fingers and let my tongue follow their path.

This wasn't like me. I had never experienced such overwhelming desires before. All I needed in the past were my books, but the Alpha before me seemed to radiate an irresistible allure. I yearned to taste him, but he wrapped his hand around my throat once more, keeping me at bay as he growled menacingly. I whimpered, pushing my hips forward, pleading with him to take me, to claim me like an Alpha would an Omega.

I watched as he shook his head, appearing perplexed and unable to maintain his focus. I called out to him again by pressing myself closer, and his growl darkened further before his free hand went to his pants, starting to undo them. He freed his hard cock, a sight I had rarely witnessed, and my eyes widened with fear. Was I supposed to take that inside me? Even in his large hand, it appeared massive, hard, and desperate for release.

He pushed me down until I was on my knees once more, then tore the front of my dress open, freeing my breasts. He reached down, grasping one of them firmly, making me whimper as he continued to stroke his own cock, which grew larger before me. How was that even possible? I understood the biological process, but the reality before me was harder to comprehend.

He groaned and growled as he fondled my breast, which just barely filled his hand. His body tightened, and the sight before me was simultaneously terrifying and an exquisite visual feast. Just as he was on the verge of climaxing, he wrapped his hand in my hair and began releasing his seed all over my chest and breasts.

It seemed to satisfy some primal urge in him as he continued to expel large amounts of white liquid all over me, and I was astonished to find myself growing wetter, drenching myself simply from feeling it on my skin. How had I been reduced to this? This was precisely what my sisters and I had been warned about—the power an Alpha could have over an Omega. I knew Omegas could enchant Alphas, but I was shocked by how little control I had over my body.

Even after he had finished climaxing, he began to stroke his hard length again, still craving more. I whimpered, yearning for him as well, but then his hand abruptly stopped the playful caress, and he growled darker than ever before as he tugged himself away and then pulled me to my feet. He pressed me into the wall by gripping my arms, and I noticed he was attempting to speak, but all that emerged were animalistic sounds. He shook his head, trying to clear his mind before finally speaking.

"You will pay for this, little Omega," he growled as a warning before he grabbed me by the nape of my neck and dragged me along.