CHAPTER 2: BENT OVER

LILITH’S POV

One moment, I’m lost in mesmerizing green orbs that call out to me.

The next, I’m being stuffed into the back of a fancy midnight black car like a perfectly wrapped Christmas gift with a bag over my head.

My wolf seems almost as restless as I am when it comes to mind and then, the unsettling feeling that remains in my chest — the feeling that whatever we’re are about to meet in Deathstone pack could potentially change the course of my life into something drastic.

Luckily, I’m a sucker for an adventure.

***

The drive to Deathstone pack is much longer than anticipated, extending past more than a few hours while I’m still heavily blindfolded till the car comes to a halt finally.

The door is pulled open and the sack over my head roughly pulled off without remorse.

“Get up, we’re here.” The gruff guard growls in my face while dragging me out unceremoniously and in the advent, banging my head against the roof.

I wince, gnashing my teeth while calming the rage simmering within me. I have to remind myself to relax now, being in a totally different environment.

It would be unwise to show any bit of emotion while I have little to no information about these people.

Before I can take in the view of my surroundings and possibly gauge where the Alpha is, I’m dragged further with the tight grip wrapping around my arm, pulling me.

I’m dragged up a flight of stairs from the underground garage to the main building and passed the hall wall till we stop at large double doors that are kicked open

The doors pull open into this wide grand living space with pastel walls and modest furniture placed around; a dramatic canopy King-sized bed at the far edge and a comfy living area right at the center of it all.

For a ruthlessly cruel mad man, he seems to treat his guests well.

“The Alpha?” I turn back to the guard, asking just as he’s turning to leave, as meekly as I can.

He pauses, turning to me with a deep set frown, like he could burn me alive if he could.

Clearly, he doesn’t seem to like that I’m here but has no say in it.

Even in that angry gaze watching over my entire figure, something else flashes within his eyes.

“Says not to approach unless approached, but there are clothes in the closet, wash up and change.” He says simply before turning around to leave.

Finally alone, I fall back on the vast bed, letting out a tired sigh, stretching out my aching joints.

I’m exhausted but my day isn’t over yet, not until I’ve gotten what I need from the Alpha… after I’ve given him what every man needs.

First, I need to take a long shower and change into something more appealing.

Hours pass and he never shows, however.

I wait until I sleep off and the morning comes.

The sun’s rays seeping into my room and falling right onto my face wakes me up with a start once I realize I’d fallen asleep, and sure enough, he still isn’t here.

It’s already obvious at this point that I’ve been stood up and he probably would be a no show for the rest of the day.

A range of emotions washes over me while I think about my next course of action. Right now, I need to find a way to get closer to him and execute my plan before time escapes me.

Right before I can get to the door after changing, it’s thrown wide open and very dramatically, I might add.

In walks two foreign women in the most unceremonious manner, without leaving a knock at the door either.

Both give off completely different vibes, I notice.

The one in front; fiery red wild hair cascading down her head, fucking pretty, I might add, with a look of unfiltered pride and disdain marring it.

The second; dirty blonde straight hair with innocent doe brown eyes and not enough confidence to look up and meet mine.

I maintain my composure, trained to be able to handle the most unexpected instances and in this case, two possible hostile-looking women waltzing into my room unannounced.

“May I help you?” I ask after the stretch of awkward silence and cold stares from her drags on longer than needed.

The red head scoffs, flipping her wild curls behind her, almost posing like some victoria secret model.

“Quite the opposite actually. There’s nothing you can help me with. I, on the other hand, possibly.”

“Uhh… okay?”

“I heard you arrived last night. Kain seems to have taken some interest in you and brought you back. Why would probably forever remain a mystery.”

I ignore the obvious insult hidden in the comment, choosing not to react like she wants me to. Also, the way she casually calls the Alpha like they’re best buddies.

“Is this some sort of welcome?” I actually wonder.

“I’ve seen more than a few girls like you. Sluts that find some way of grabbing a man’s attention to elevate yourselves, but let me tell you something, girls like you always end up locked up in the darkest cell of the dungeon at the end of the day. Dirty greedy sluts.”

She glares at me now while I look back at her, completely unfazed by it all, her attempt at intimidation completely fickle and ineffective.

“Ah, I see, my bad. And what level of slut are you…? Moderately clean and generous?” I ask politely, offering the sweetest smile possible just as her face turns brick red with embarrassment.

The pretty girl behind her just barely holds back her snicker.

I know more than enough about the two of them if my memory serves me well.

Alpha Kain is as greedy as he is cruel, coveting the prettiest of women for himself and building a harem of them; the Alpha’s concubines. Both of them are definitely part of that.

“I should give you some advice even though it already seems you might not last long here. You do not speak to me without respect.” She glares fiercely, quipping more of my interest.

I’ll enjoy teasing this one.

“And you are?” I ask, finally deciding to humor her.

“Your future Luna, Yvonne.” She smiles smugly while looking down on me both figuratively and physically.

We all know Alpha Kain Gerard was sadistic prick with no plans at choosing a Luna.

Ah…

I immediately understood the dynamic going on here. Delusional mean bitch meets new girl. I mean, only a crazy person would want to be willingly mated to that psychopath, no matter how gorgeous he looks.

“Ah Yvonne, forgive my impertinence.”

“I will let this go, my last mercy to you seeing as you probably won’t last more than a week.” She says with her nose high up in the air before she turns to leave.

The blonde remains, finally looking up at me to offer a much more receptive smile, letting me know just how much pretty she equally is compared to her counterpart.

“Ariel.” She says softly as an introduction before waving a bit.

"Lilith."

"Uhm... Be careful. I know she said it harshly but the Alpha is a dangerous man." Her voice barely leaves her lips in a quiet mutter before she rushes out the room.

Well, that was fun.

I brush off the entire uncomfortable visit behind me, having much more important things to focus on besides little-miss-bitchy-pants and her lackey.

Back to the main mission at hand: seducing the Alpha.

***

Dressed as a maid, I manage to successfully swipe a food tray meant for Alpha Kain just in time before finally finding his office where he’s supposedly been all night.

Passing through the guards at the door was the easiest part.

They don’t question me once seeing the tray and attire, moving aside almost immediately for me to walk in.

I step into the wide office room with a round conference table right in the center and by a farther edge, his desk and table, a number of stacked up files by the corner and… Alpha Kain himself fully engrossed in his work.

I pause, momentarily realizing this is the first time I’ve seen him since last night at the auction house, but this time with much better lighting.

There’s that mysterious air hovering about him just as it had last night.

The suddenly tightening feeling in my chest as well.

I gulp down my saliva, getting myself ready…

This is it.

I drop the tray on his table, placing the tea pot and plate of snack down for him, setting everything else by his side and stand there, waiting for him to notice me.

He doesn’t… for seconds.

I clear my throat now, looking at him, waiting for something — anything.

“Is there anything else you need, Alpha?” I ask.

He pauses now and finally looks up at me.

Our eyes meet an again and I feel it, like static crawling on my skin, my entire body going on alert. My heart pounds faster and my wolf reacts again, restlessly turning within me.

I try my best to maintain composure while wondering if perhaps he feels a bit of whatever the fuck is wrong with me.

He doesn’t.

However, he raises a brow.

From the look alone in his eyes, I’ve already been caught.

“I see that you didn’t heed to my instructions; don’t approach unless called to.” He says, straight-faced without a hint of interest.

I feel a slight sting to my pride, but never flinch.

“I guess I couldn’t wait to see you again after last night.” I say, tilting lower to show off my curves in the most natural way possible.

He seems pissed, suddenly rising to his feet and slowly stalking over to my side.

“When I give an order, you follow it exactly as stated.” He says harshly, now standing face to face with me.

He absentmindedly twirls the ends of my platinum blonde hair while emitting such dangerous aura that has me frozen in place and thinking of the next words to say to him.

“I guess I’ve been a bad girl.” I say with expertise, looking up at him with pouty eyes, playing the helpless girl card now.

His eyes move down to my lips and then up my eyes, searching my face for something.

“So, you want to be punished… that’s why you’re here?” He says plainly.

“Maybe.” I feign ignorance, stepping even closer to him to reduce the distance between us.

My heart pulses faster, despite being the one to initiate everything. Something about his cider wood scent messes with my thoughts and reasoning with that cold gaze pisses me off even more.

Without another word, his lips crashes into mine, hard and forcefully taking everything he needs without a second thought, digging his wet tongue deeper into my mouth in a hot heated fast paced kissing session.

His strong hands grip tightly at my neck, almost choking me while he holds me in place, devouring my lips.

My brain goes numb momentarily till he pulls away and gives me a moment to breathe again.

Just when I think it’s over, I’m being pulled by my hair towards the wall and pressed against it unceremoniously, like a dirty whore not worthy of even the slightest bit of gentleness.

One hand pins both arms behind me and the other slides up the hem of my dress, pass my thighs and ass, exposing my bare butt to the cool air

He sucks in air just from the fact that I hadn’t bothered with underwear.

Without a bit of fore play, I feel the tip of his hardened member poking at my entrance, seeking to rip through my folds and claim me.

From the fill of it already, I can tell he’s huge and pulsating against the skin of my ass.

Panic fills me.

“W-wait…”

I know I wanted it to be quick but not this hastened.

But he doesn’t bother with whatever I have to say. I’m his whore after all; he has rightful ownership of every part of my body.

His girth rips through me instantly, and I gasp out in pain from the sudden intrusion, the sudden feeling of being filled up to the brim, of all parts of my insides being stroked.

His strokes starts hard and slow just before he picks up the pace.

His free hand chokes me while his hips begin pummeling into me from behind. Half our clothes are still on while we have dirty sex.

Even with the pain, I can’t deny the mindblowing pleasure erupting deep in my core, drawing out a loud moan from my lips.

In two more, thrusts I become undone erupting like a geyser, releasing fluids when the orgasm hits.

While I gasp for air, trying to get myself together, he suddenly pulls away from me. I’m far from satisfied and I sure as hell know he hasn’t creamed yet.

“Get out.” He says coldly, pulling up his pants and walking back to his desk, leaving me standing there.

“Wait… what?”

“I didn’t know I bought a half deaf whore. I said, get out!” He repeats with rage burning in his eyes, screaming at me to get away before it’s too late.

I pull down my dress and run out like a disposed and used up tissue.