My Alpha’s Betrayal: Burning In The Flames Of His Vengeance by Moonlight Muse

4. My Worth

in my head. ‘Talent but no strength.’ The tone of his voice made it obvious I was just a failure… I punched the tree harder, staring at the blood that streaked the trunk. Despite the bandages I had wrapped around my hands, I had still bruised them. The once white wrap was covered with dirt, water, and blood. Useless. A failure… I was a shame to the De’Lacor name… I was meant to be my father’s legacy… Someone who he’d be proud to call his daughter, the future Beta, but without my wolf, I don’t think that title was going to be mine. It had been two months and I knew the rest of the ranked wolves wanted the king to pick a new Beta… No doubt the Gamma and Delta wolves had their eyes on that position. A position that was rightfully the De’Lacor’s. I felt an all-too-familiar stinging in my eyes as I continued to hit the tree. My grunts, whimpers of pain and effort faded into the sound of the downpour. Weather that truly fitted my mood. I kept going, no longer focusing on anything but the pain in my entire body, I knew I was going to end up in bed for an entire day after this. I stumbled, my feet skidding in the mud. I fell forward, bracing my hands on the tree as my knees hit the ground. “Now I think that’s the best position for you to be in.” A haughty voice from behind came. Irritation flashed through me as I got to my feet, turning to look at the two young men who stood there. Nikolai and Kyson. Warriors that were of the same rank as Theon, but unlike him, both were trash in my eyes. It had been Nikolai who had spoken. With his dark hair and blue eyes, one might think he was handsome, but his personality was far from it. “I don’t think anyone was asking you what the best position for me to be in is.” I replied, acting unbothered as I began to unwrap the bandage on my right hand. I was shaking from exhaustion and the number of splinters embedded in my hands were far more than I realised. “Curvaceous, beautiful and wolf less, I think we have ourselves an Omega… and what are they good for, Kyson?” Nikolai remarked, a smirk on his face. Anger flared inside of me at the insult, I was no Omega! “Fucking.” Kyson added arrogantly, his brown eyes glimmering with lust. “Exactly.” Nikolai replied, his voice laced with amusement. “Say that again and I’ll show you what you will or won’t be capable of when I’m done with you.” I hissed, clenching my fists. “Ah… I see you have quite the tongue on you, maybe we could put it to better use.” Kyson stepped forward; his shoulder-length blond hair was pulled back in a pony, displaying the scar that ran across his jaw. If he carried on as he was, I wouldn’t mind adding another one to his face. I scoffed as I stared at them in disgust. There was no one around for miles and in the exhausted state I was in, I didn’t want to be alone with these two… “How about we do just that? Just looking at her makes me want to bury myself into the little whore.” “Touch me Nikolai, and I swear by the goddess I will have you castrated.” “I think you forget you have no rank anymore; don’t you know what they are saying in court? Theon might be taking the Beta title… and once he does, you become an Omega by default. But play for the right team and we might just make that experience very pleasurable for you…” His words shook me, but I refused to admit that. Was it true? Theon may become Beta? He advanced towards me, making my heart thunder. His eyes were predatory, like the animal he was. Unmarked women were just targets for men like them, and one without a wolf was the perfect plaything… “I am Yileyna De’Lacor, and until the king himself strips me of my rank, I am still the Beta candidate.” I warned, my voice sounding breathless and shaky even to me. “And a beautiful name it is for the flower you are. The king can strip your title but allow me to strip you of a little more.” Nikolai remarked, his eyes darkening with hunger as his gaze fell to my front and I realised my shirt was sticking to me, almost completely see-through thanks to the rain. In a flash, he grabbed my arm, spun me around and tugged my jacket off roughly. I heard Kyson’s sadistic chuckle, and felt their eyes on me. Nikolai’s hand reached around, grabbing my left breast. “Don’t touch me!” I hissed, ripping his hand from my body, twisting back towards them and yanking free from his hold only for him to grab my hand and squeeze it painfully. I winced as I felt something break, making me gasp in pain. I needed to get away from here. Now. He slammed me against the tree, the jagged edges of the splinters I had created in the trunk cutting into my back. I could feel them embedded into me, making my eyes water in pain. I raised my hands, using both to try to push him back, but he was a wall of muscle and one that was not going to budge no matter how hard I tried. I was as weak as a pup, and he was a full-fledged werewolf. My gaze flickered to Kyson, who stood there watching, a smirk on his face. As much as I wanted to plead for him to help me, I knew he was waiting his turn… The very thought made me sick… “Let go of me, Nikolai.” I growled coldly. He sneered in response and instead stepped right up to me. Reaching down, he forced my legs apart. I shoved him hard, but he didn’t budge.