Chapter 3

• 【Elena's POV】
• Ethan quickly pulled Caleb aside.
• Although he spoke in a low voice, I still heard him sternly reprimand Caleb: "What are you doing? Have you forgotten what Grandpa said? He is the Alpha, only he can make decisions about this marriage contract!"
• "Regardless of how uncouth the other party may be, they still have the Alpha bloodline of Frost Pack! You need to consider the bigger picture!"
• Then he came back to apologize to me: "Please forgive my brother's rudeness. You are a guest of honor in our Storm Family, of course you cannot just leave like this. Please come in."
• I felt a bit disappointed, but put on a happy expression and bounced into the villa.
• As a gesture of apology and respect, the four brothers personally escorted me to see my room.
• According to Ethan, this was prepared for me by their grandfather, the Alpha of Storm Pack, a girly pink decor, a pile of designer bags, clothes, and jewelry in the walk-in closet, showing great care.
• "Wow! This room is so big and beautiful!"
• I felt like I had entered a new world: "Are all these clothes, bags, and jewelry mine? Wow, I'm so happy!"
• From the corner of my eye, I could see the despair in the brothers' eyes deepening.
• I wanted to hear how they would privately evaluate the situation, so I suggested that I stay alone in the room for a while, then closed the door and focused on listening.
• Sure enough, I heard Roland, the third brother, couldn't wait to speak: "Thank goodness, my wolf has no reaction to her. If she were my destined Mate, I might really commit suicide! What about you guys?"
• Although accepting the family arrangement meant giving up on finding a destined Mate, there was still a small probability event, such as me being the destined Mate of one of them, in which case their wolves would react.
• And now, Roland's wolf had no reaction, and the other brothers remained silent, clearly feeling relieved like me.
• Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly heard Caleb speak: "My wolf has a reaction."
• The other three asked him simultaneously: "What kind of reaction?"
• Caleb: "It wants to kill someone!"
• Feeling quite nervous, I burst out laughing in the room.
• It seemed that I had truly disgusted these guys, which made me feel much better.
• Then I heard them discussing who would be my Mate, with each of them reluctant to volunteer.
• "If none of us are willing, then it has to be the eldest brother."
• That was Ethan's voice.
• "What, the eldest brother!?"
• Caleb screamed, "How can this vulgar Omega be worthy of our big brother!? Our big brother is the strongest among the young generation of the Storm Pack, and even the entire Hunterston werewolf clan!"
• The young master of the Storm Family, Denis Storm?
• Upon hearing Caleb's words, a playful smile tugged at my lips.
• The strongest heir to the Alpha of the Storm Pack does hold some weight, but so what? Whether he is worthy of being my Mate depends on my own desire, not his qualifications!
• In fact, I am quite looking forward to meeting this Denis. From what I understand, the patriarch and parents of the Storm Family enjoy traveling, and as the acting Alpha of the Storm Pack, Denis is currently in charge of the Pack.
• Such a person should not be a snob, right? I hope he can provide me with some entertainment - if he is just like the other four, lacking any challenge, my time in the Storm Family would be too boring.
• The four brothers, Ethan, each have their own residence, but this time, due to my arrival, they were ordered by their Alpha grandfather to come back and live with me, so we had dinner together.
• Under the service of the servants, I sat down at the dining table, and Reade, who paid great attention to his attire, disdainfully said to me, "Elena, you have so many clothes in your room, can't you change into something else? Your outfit is so ugly that it's nauseating, I can't even eat."
• I shrugged and retorted mercilessly, "If you can eat, then wouldn't I have dressed in vain?"
• Reade's expression was as ugly as if he had been cursed by a witch, he gritted his teeth and did not speak again.
• Perhaps because my face was too ugly, the brothers all seemed as if they had been cursed by a witch, not only did they not speak, but they also stopped eating.
• I, on the other hand, enjoyed the meal very much. The truffle-roasted beef and foie gras puff pastry made by the Storm Family's chef suited my taste.
• After dinner, I returned to my room contentedly, removed my ugly makeup, took a bath, and lay down on the soft bed to rest.
• Who will be my destined Mate? When will he appear?
• My mind was in a mess, and before I knew it, I fell asleep.
• I don't know how long it had been when I felt very thirsty. Thinking that there should be no one downstairs at this time, I went downstairs to drink some water before returning to my room to continue sleeping.
• As I was deeply asleep, I faintly felt the presence of someone beside me, on my bed.
• It had to be a dream, I thought to myself.
• This presence turned physical, and I felt this figure grab me by my throat and began to suck my skin like an animal.
• This figure inhaled me and licked all over my neck with its hot, wet tongue. It panted roughly, like it couldn't get enough, and a moan escaped me.
• “Her scent is addictive.” It murmured, and just then, I felt a heavy weight on me.
• My legs were spread apart, and a hand slid underneath my skirt. Sensually and torturously, that hand began to circle my thighs, slowly, controlled, wickedly with expertise, like it was deliberate. It was breathing on my face.
• Was I really so sex starved that I was now so deep in my dreams, imagining all of this?
• And it felt real, but still, I couldn't open my eyes. I was afraid that if I did, it would disappear, and I wanted to feel like this, so hot and lost, so pleasured. It only happened in dreams.
• I moaned in agony when the hand disappeared and a cold breeze settled on my thighs for a moment. It returned and my thighs clenched with sudden uncontrollable need.
• My body burned as I breathed hard and scorching hotness consumed me. Carnal need, pure lust. The need to be taken, owned, used.
• Suddenly, my panties were roughly pushed aside and a gasp escaped me.
• I came alive when two of his fingers disappeared inside me at once, roughly. The figure groaned desperately and pushed in even deeper while I cried out in shock, trembling in disbelief at how good it felt.
• Turns out I was already soaking wet the whole time and the slippery, slick sounds that came out from my clit when he ran his thumb through it almost had me come undone.
• I panted, almost begging as he fucked me mercilessly with his fingers like he hated me. His weight was still on me, spreading saliva all over my neck with his tongue, dropping hot kisses all over it.
• The figure growled as he used his teeth to rip my tiny top apart. My nipples were already hard, erect, waiting to be mistreated when he beheld my naked chest.
• He dipped, then took a nipple in his mouth and sucked, tipping me over the edge. I felt every emotion all at once in equal measures and they were all uncontrolled.
• I wanted more, so I guided my hands all the way down, searching for something better than fingers. Something that will fill me up and make my dream a masterpiece, a fairytale.
• I reached down and before I even got there, it began to poke me. It was as hard as a rock. When I suddenly grabbed it and pulled it towards my entrance, the figure cussed above me while still chewing on my nipple.
• “Fuck, fuck..” He hissed.
• I cried out when his hands left my pussy and landed on my other breasts, and he took turns pleasuring both of them like they were his while rubbing himself on me.
• Still, it wasn't enough. I wanted to get fucked.
• “Fuck me..” I cried out softly.
• “Fuck me, please. Make this dream the best.” I became so hopeless and needy, I just wanted it irrationally.
• I felt his cock, long, thick and hard and moaned desperately, before I guided it towards my entrance.
• When it entered me, I immediately jerked awake, the pain searing deep inside all roots and nerves of my existence to the very core.
• This wasn't a dream!
• "Roar!"
• I instantly woke up Sienna, who was also sleeping, transforming into a wolf and lunging towards the other person.
• Unexpectedly, the other person's reaction was also extremely quick. They jumped off the bed and instantly transformed into a majestic black wolf, baring their fangs at me.
• "Who are you? Why did you enter my room!”
• I harshly questioned the other person, while having Sienna release a powerful and dangerous pheromone.
• Under normal circumstances, not only Omegas, even regular Betas, when faced with Sienna's deadly threat alone, would immediately bow down, not daring to resist. But the other person still held their head high.
• That's when it hit me. This wasn't an ordinary Omega or Beta. It was very clear who it was.
• Denis Storm. The eldest. In his entire family, the storm family, only his wolf could posses such abilities. He was about to fuck me, and I was going to let him?
• I couldn't believe it.