Once Rejected, Twice Desired (Book 1 of Blue Moon Series)
Once Rejected, Twice Desired Chapter 28

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POV

the young omega walked into my chambers, I could smell her fear.

It was oozing from her pores and, to me, smelled like the sweetest treat.

"Did you do what I asked of you?" I commanded, making her small body tremble.

"Yes, I placed the poison in her drink," she replied, so weak and timid.

"AND?!"

"Sh-she didn't drink it, mistress."

"What do you mean she didn't drink it? Why the f**k not?!"

I flew into a rage, and before I knew it, my hand was wrapped around the omegas small, frail neck, and I was lifting her in the air.

Her eyes began to bulge from their sockets as she scraped her brittle nails across my skin, begging me to release her.

"She p-picked up the g-glass but then her eyes....they turned purple! The bracelet she was wearing began to glow!"

What? What was happening? I dropped the omega and took a step back from her disgusting body.

"What else happened?"

She gulped for air before she replied, "Her mate...he knocked her glass to the ground and spilled the poison."

I saw red, and I snapped.

"He. Is. Not. HER. MATE!!"

I charged her small body and rained blow after blow down upon it. I heard her arm snap when I slammed my foot down on it.

She screamed in pain, begged for mercy, but I had none.

My claws came out, and I slashed them across the omega's neck before ending her pathetic excuse for a life and watching the light drain from her eyes.

"Well, that was entertaining. Ever heard of the phrase 'Don't shoot the messenger'?" I heard a voice say before its owner crossed the room.

"Oh, f**k off, sister, I don't have time for your s**t today."

"I'm guessing your little plan didn't work the way you expected it to now, did it? Are you ready to accept my help now?"

I stalked over to my chair and threw myself down into it.

I had planned this out meticulously, what had gone wrong?

"Listen, I know you want to get rid of that b***h, but your plan just won't work. She's an Amethyst wolf. None of your silly little potions will have any effect on her." My head snapped up, and I stared right into my sisters' eyes.

"She's what?"

"Doesn't matter. Listen, I'm going to help you out here, and in the end, we'll both get what we want. What do you say?"

My sister was an evil b***h, and I knew that if she wanted something bad enough, she'd stop at nothing to get it. And I could use all the help I could get. "And what exactly is it that you want?" I asked.

She just stood there checking her nails; I wasn't going to get an answer out of her. At least not yet anyway.

"Fine, I'll accept your help. What did you have in mind?"

"First things first, we've got to get out of here. They'll be looking for this omega, and we don't want to be here when they replace her."

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Xander POV

As soon as Alaia lifted her glass of wine, I saw her bracelet let off a bright purple light.

Immediately I was on my feet, and I knocked the wine to the ground.

When I looked into her eyes and saw that same purple glow, I knew that someone had tried to get to her.

"How are you feeling, Baby? Your eyes are glowing purple, Alaia."

She looked up at me, confused, and said, "I'm fine, Xander. I don't feel any different at all."

I linked Matt.

Matt, replace that omega that just served wine to the head table!

What's happened, Xander?

As soon as Alaia touched the glass she was served, her bracelet and eyes lit up like f*****g Christmas trees. I want that omega found now!!

Got it, Xan. I'll take care of it right away.

Once I was finished with Matt, I saw that everyone was already on their feet, huddled around Alaia.

"Let's move into the house," I suggested to Aaron, who nodded in agreement.

I grabbed Alaia's hand before rushing back towards the packhouse with Aaron, Jordyn, and the parents close behind.

When we were again in the common room, I sat Alaia down and studied her face.

Her eyes were back to the beautiful golden brown I had grown to love, so I knew she was out of danger.

"Xander, baby, I'm fine really. Nothing happened. If anything, we can call this a test run for my powers. Amethyst quickly reacted when I touched the glass alerting us to the danger. This is a good thing." "Baby, someone tried to poison you. How is this good?"

"Well obviously that part isn't the greatest, but my wolf's reaction to it was. Please, don't worry so much."

I looked at her, and she was right. Her wolf had done precisely what the elders said it would do, and I was beyond relieved.

But I needed to get her back home. I needed her safe.

"Alpha Aaron, I'm sorry to cut the evening short, but I need to get Alaia back home to our pack. I don't know who that omega was, and until she is found, I cannot feel comfortable with Alaia remaining here."

I saw hurt and anger flash across Aaron's face. His first night as alpha and someone had tried to poison his little sister, at his alpha ceremony at that.

"I understand Alpha Xander. I believe your warriors, along with a few of mine, are still out looking for the omega in question. Is it your intention to leave them behind while you and Alaia return to your territory?" s**t. I had completely forgotten that I had sent my team to follow the trail.

As I was about to speak, Matt linked me.

Xander, we found her. Or what's left of her.

Someone's killed her?

Yes. It looks like she was pretty badly beaten before her throat was slashed. We probably missed whoever did this by minutes. They left no trail and no scent behind, so it looks to be a dead end.

Fine. See if there is anything around the omegas body you can replace that may help then come back to the packhouse. We'll be leaving as soon as you arrive.

Got it. We'll be there soon.

"They found her?" Aaron asked.

"Yes, whoever she was working with beat her, then slashed her throat and left without a trace. My men will look for anything that may help us before heading back here."

Ten minutes later, Matt walked in and handed me a small empty vial.

"This is all we found. I'm not sure what good it will do, but maybe we can replace out what witch made the poison and have them lead us to whoever is behind all this." "Thank you, Matt. Let's get ready to head home."

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While Alaia said her goodbyes, I rolled the small vile between my thumb and forefinger, deep in thought.

Whoever had done this was bold, but they were not expecting her to be an Amethyst wolf. I'm sure that they knew now, that was probably the last secret the omega spilled before her blood quickly followed.

This attempt also told me that whoever was behind it knew Alaia would be here. It seemed too well-executed to have been a spur of the moment decision.

I had to be smart, and I had to be diligent. I'd replace out who was responsible and when I did, I'd rip them limb from limb, but not before they begged me for death.

A sweet melodious voice pulled me from my murderous thoughts.

I focused my eyes and looked down at Alaia. She looked worried, staring up at me.

"Your eyes have gone so dark, Xander. Please don't let this change the man you are, the man I love. I need you."

She was my angel.

"I'm sorry, Little One."

I pulled her up into my chest and buried my head in her hair. I just needed to smell her. I needed to feel her under my body. I needed her.

"Let's go home, baby."

We then set off back to our territory, not knowing that we were being watched along our journey.

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Alaia POV

I must have fallen asleep on the car ride because I woke to replace myself cradled in Xander's lap while he gently undressed me. We were sitting in the sitting area of our room. Moonlight streamed through the window and caressed his beautiful face.

I lifted a hand and ran it through his silky black curls causing him to look down at me.

"Go back to sleep, Little One. It's been a long day, and you need your rest."

I grabbed a handful of those curls and pulled his face down to mine.

"I just need you, Xander...please."

He looked into my eyes for a moment longer before he captured my lips in a beautifully passionate kiss.

Xander nipped at my bottom lip, causing my mouth to open with a sharp gasp.

He then took advantage of this and swiped his tongue inside, tasting everything I was. And allowing me to taste him as well.

I started to fumble at the buttons of his shirt; I needed to feel his skin against mine, urgently.

When my fingers didn't move fast enough, I ripped the shirt open, sending buttons flying in all different directions.

I ran my hands over his glorious chest and traced the lines of his tattoo with my fingertips.

I finally pulled away from our kiss and trailed my mouth across his jaw then flicked my tongue on his Adam's apple.

The low rumble in his chest at my actions made my panties wet, and soon the smell of my arousal filled the air.

I dipped my head a bit lower and clamped my teeth down onto Xander's left nipple.

He growled at the sensation and quickly stood and pressed my back against the wall.

My legs were wrapped around his muscular waist as his hands roamed my curves.

When he found his way between my legs, Xander ripped my panties from my body and tossed them to the floor.

I then felt him make quick work of his belt buckle and pants before he was completely naked and pressed against me.

"I'm going to f**k you now, baby. And I want you to scream for me, do you understand."

"Yes, Daddy...please..."

I didn't get to finish my plea. In one powerful thrust, Xander had rammed his entire length into my core, slamming directly into my cervix.

A scream ripped from my throat; I don't think I had ever felt as full as I had at that moment.

My eyes rolled back, and black dots clouded my vision. I was going to pass out after just one thrust.

"No! Not yet, Little One!"

Xander began to brutally piston his hips, smashing them into my pelvis harder and harder.

The sound of skin slapping together, and our guttural moans echoed off the walls.

I dug my nails into his back and tightened my legs around his waist, but I felt myself slipping from my post.

Xander relocated his arms and placed them under my knees with his hands flat against the wall.

I was spread wide open and entirely at his mercy. But this wasn't a time for mercy, and I received none.

He pummeled my soaked and swollen p***y again and again and again.

My o*****s were coming one after the other nonstop, and Xander was like a machine. A man possessed, he never slowed down, and he never let up.

He buried his teeth into his mark on my neck, and white-hot heat burst through my body.

I cried out at the sensation.

Xander then roared so loudly; the windows shook as he spilled his seed in my womb. I felt the hot thick spurts as he coated my walls in his life-giving c*m.

I felt our juices mix and slide out of my slit as Xander continued to pump his hips against me.

When it felt that he had nothing more left to give, he slowly pulled out then lowered his arms, placing me on wobbly and cramped legs.

My lips were swollen, my hair was a bird's nest, and my face was soaked with tears.

The inside of my thighs was covered in the essence we had created.

Xander then grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked backward.

"You're so f*****g beautiful, and you're MINE!"

"Yes, I'm yours, Xander. Only yours."

"No one will take you from me!"

Xander's eyes had become endless pools of black; his wolf was trying to come out.

I was spun around, and my face pressed roughly against the wall.

Xander used one foot to spread my feet farther apart before he squatted down and entered me from behind.

His fingers were digging into my hips as he viscously yanked me back against him.

My feet were off the ground, and there was nothing for me to use to gain my bearings.

I pulled my feet backward and hooked them behind his massive legs, trying to get just the slightest bit of leverage.

I then tried to hold on to his wrists, but that just left my face being rubbed violently against the wall.

I cried out in pain.

And still, he continued.

My body was weak and growing weaker with each thunderous thrust he unleashed on me.

But in my heart, I knew that this was not Xander. This was not the man I loved.

"Xander...please baby...ss-slow down..."

He didn't seem like he could hear me; he went faster, he went harder.

"XANDER!! PLEASE!!" I screamed, I begged, but he was lost in a deep fog and couldn't be found. I couldn't reach him.

Fat tears ran down my face, but these were not tears born from pleasure, these were born from pain.

It felt like my heart was going to explode; I couldn't take this.

With the last bit of energy I could muster, I opened my mouth and whispered, "Xander...Innocence."

And then I went limp, and I let the darkness take me.