Chapter 1

Diana's POV

“Do you want me to put it in deeper?”

His cold baritone voice whispered against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. I felt the warmth of his breath caress my neck.

I didn’t answer—not with words.

Instead, I placed my hands on his hips, feeling the soft curve of his dick before pulling him deeper into me.

A slow smirk curved his lips.

“I see... you want me to go deeper.”

Before I could react, he grabbed my wrists and pinned them to the bed, locking them down with his knees. I gasped. The pressure made my fingers crack, the pain sharp—but I was already too far gone. That pain was nothing compared to the overwhelming sensation of pleasure taking over my body.

He pushed deeper. Each thrust—deliberate, powerful—was a reminder that this was unlike anything I had ever felt.

Not that I had much to compare it to.

Not that I had ever even had one.

“You want some more?”

His voice rumbled through me.

I nodded, breathless.

He pulled out slowly, raised my hips with one strong hand, and drove himself back in.

This time...

It felt like the first time all over again.

New. Intoxicating. Too much and not enough.

Every stroke sent me spiralling—

Bliss.

Ecstasy.

Madness.

“Say my name,” he growled, eyes locked on mine as his pace quickened.

“Ryan,” I whispered.

“Louder.”

“Ryan!” I moaned louder, trembling under him.

“After this...” He smirked, his voice dark and possessive. “My name will never leave your lips.”

He chuckled lowly.

Something inside me snapped.

I don’t know where the strength came from, but I flipped him over, our bodies moving in one seamless motion.

His surprised laugh filled the room.

“Now you want to lead?” he teased.

I didn’t answer.

I straddled him without hesitation, sinking into him with a gasp. My nails dug into his chest, and then—

I bit him.

Hard.

His groan echoed through the room, raw and primal.

When he said my name, it came out broken, breathless—

The sexiest sound I’d ever heard.

In that moment, I knew one thing for sure—

He would never forget this night.

And neither would I.

*****

“Diana! Diana!”

My name echoed down the university hallway like an alarm I didn’t want to hear. I kept walking, refusing to turn around. But the voice—loud, persistent, and impossible to ignore—only got closer.

“What the hell, Trisha?” I spun around, irritated. “Why are you yelling my name from over there?” I motioned vaguely behind me, not pointing anywhere specific.

Trisha caught up, slightly breathless. “I’ve been calling you since the end of class! You wouldn’t answer!”

I stared at her flatly. “Uh? Maybe it should’ve occurred to you that I wasn’t in the mood for your non-stop talking and your—stupid—questions.”

Trisha was my best friend.

Scratch that—my only friend.

She was also the daughter of the Alpha’s Beta, which, in theory, should have made her dignified, poised, maybe even a little stuck-up.

But Trisha was none of those things. She was loud, messy, unfiltered, and still somehow the one person who’d always stood by me.

Sometimes, I wondered how we even became friends.

I turned and resumed my walk down the hallway. Destination: the library.

“Come on, Diana. Where are you going now?” she asked, trailing behind me.

“To the library, of course,” I replied without looking back.

“Uh? It’s not even exam time yet.”

“Well,” I shrugged, “some of us have parents who don’t hold high ranks in the pack. So, no special treatment.”

“Ouch. That hurts.”

I ignored her and kept walking, letting the silence stretch. But of course, Trisha couldn’t let it stay that way.

“I know you’re trying to avoid me because you don’t want me asking how it went with the cutie from history class,” she teased. “The fact that you’ve been dodging me since last week says a lot.”

I stopped walking.

“Look, Trisha,” I said slowly, “can you just—chillax? Get off my back. I need to study.”

“The exam isn’t for another four months. Why the rush?”

I shot her an icy glare that finally made her stop talking.

The truth?

I didn’t want to talk about it. Not about Ryan. Not about that night.

Since then, we haven’t spoken. He hadn’t come to class, and his number had been switched off. Just—gone. Vanished like it never happened.

And yeah, maybe I was too quick to fall for him, to get hooked on a pair of piercing eyes and the kind of smile that could ruin a girl for good.

But you wouldn’t blame me if you saw him.

God, he was fine.

And that night…

I still felt the imprint of it on my skin, in my bones.

I wondered if he thought about it, too.

“Tell me what’s wrong, Diana.”

“Nothing’s wrong,” I said sharply. “I just need to study. I need to get that scholarship.”

My voice softened.

“My parents need it, too.”

Trisha blinked. “Okay, okay. Slow down. No need to bite my head off.”

By the time we reached the library doors, she was still right beside me.

“Trisha,” I groaned, “what are you still doing here?”

She rolled her eyes. “Um, what does it look like I’m doing? I’m coming to study—with my best friend.”

I sighed in frustration and walked in.

And then—just as I prayed she wouldn’t bring it up—she did.

“Are you excited about Awakening Your Wolf this weekend?”

I froze for a second. She just had to bring that up.

The real reason I was here wasn’t just to “study.”

I was looking for books—anything—about the rare possibility of a child born to omega parents awakening as a beta.

Because this Saturday, Trisha and I will both be turning twenty.

And unfortunately for us, that day also happened to fall on the full moon.

We’d be out in the dark, standing in a sacred circle beneath the stars—alongside the other young adults who’d turned twenty earlier this year.

And all eyes would be on me.

On what I would become.

The girl was born to omega parents.

The girl everyone already assumed would amount to nothing.

But what if I surprised them?

What if the blood in my veins held more than they thought?