Stronger

ROSAMUND’s POV

Ever since Alpha Kurt rescued me from the Midnight Pack, the place where I was born and where I was most mistreated, I have been extremely grateful to him.

The moment we met, I couldn't feel anything but fear. What if he just wanted to hurt me? However, I realized that he didn't want that. Or haven't shown it yet. I've heard of some Alphas who like to keep omegas as sex slaves and I'd rather die than go through that. He was handsome, but I wouldn't submit to that kind of thing.

Yes, despite everything, I had dreams of finding my destined mate. I had hoped that he would find me and take care of me. However, how could that happen if I didn't even have a wolf?

Maybe because I was downgraded to omega or because of mistreatment (I've heard that bad conditions can prevent a werewolf from having a wolf and being just a human), I didn't have a wolf. I was already 19 years old. By 20 at the most, I'd have a wolf, if all went well. And I wanted to stay chaste until then. I wanted to save myself for my mate.

Let me tell you how I got demoted to omega and why everyone in the Midnight Pack hated me so much: my dad was the old Beta. And he played his role wonderfully. However, there was an attack by rogues and my father ended up saving me and not the Luna. I was close to the attack site, playing. I was a child.

Well, as he failed his mission, he was killed by Alpha Idris himself. And as punishment for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, I was demoted to omega and also became a punching bag.

No one ever helped me, no matter how much I cried and begged. Nor from other packs, when they visited. Nobody, not even Alpha Kurt.

I was here in the hospital, recovering. Everyone was so nice to me! And Alpha Kurt... Well, he visited all the time. The smell of him… it was divine! A mixture of musk and chocolate. Yes! And dark chocolate, my favorite. I hadn't eaten chocolate in many years, but I always loved the bittersweet and I could still remember the taste.

Now, Alpha Kurt came to talk to me about joining the pack's activities as one of them, however, I already made up my mind to leave. As soon as I broke the news, he just stood there looking at me with those beautiful blue-green eyes. His hair was black as the starless night. Tanned skin. He was full of muscle. I swear I never looked at males that way, but Alpha Kurt…he was mouthwatering.

“But why?” He asked, taking a step towards me. He shadowed me without needing to be too close. That male must have been over 7 feet tall!

“Alpha Kurt, I'm so grateful for everything, but…I can't. I don't want to live among the wolves anymore.”

I'd lived long enough to know that werewolves were everything I didn't want around me.

He came even closer and took my hand. I felt something strange, like a spark, a warmth. And I think he felt it too, by the way he moved his hand, but in the end, he didn't let go of mine.

“Rosamund, please… I understand you don't want to stay. However, you are weak, you still won't be able to fend for yourself.”

“I have until now. Well, almost…” I had survived quite a bit, though.

“I know,” he said, “but you need to get stronger. Even if you don't accept me as your Alpha, you can stay here and grow stronger before you... you leave.”

He said it as if he had choked on something. There was no reason he wanted me to stay other than to help me, right? I had no use. Even more so for a male like him.

I've heard rumors about Alpha Kurt from the Shadow Moon Pack. The most tyrannical and heartless Alpha. Apparently, he was betrayed by his mate and that's why he had become such a heartless creature. He killed anyone who got in his way. They said he killed his mate with his bare hands, not even in wolf form. And that he ate her insides. I didn't believe it, even more so looking at it closely. He was big, he had a serious look on his face, but he didn't look cruel.

"I'll think about it, Alpha Kurt," I said, looking away from him. It was hard to look into his face. Not because of the scar, which ran from his temple to his chin and down the collar of his shirt.

“I'll train you myself, if you stay.” I looked into his face in disbelief. Would the Alpha himself train me?

“Wow, ah…thanks so much, Alpha.” And I looked down, embarrassed. I was having a hard time concentrating. In addition to being beautiful, the smell of him made me feel strange things!

“There's nothing to be thankful for.” He put his hand under my chin and made me look at him “Can I call you Rose?”

I agreed. Honestly, in that moment, with him looking at me so intently, I think I would say ‘yes’ to whatever he asked me. And that was dangerous.

He looked like he wanted to say something else, however, he didn't. He stared at me for a few moments, until he smiled weakly and walked away, leaving me without another word.

I dropped onto the bench. What happened to me? I was completely stupid! His presence made me that way, probably because he's an Alpha. But I was never like that with Alpha Idris. I was afraid of that one, that's all.

That night, I had dreams of him, the male who smelled the most delicious of all. That was my first erotic dream.