André’s POV
I smelled her even before the door opened, and my hands clenched around the chair’s handle as Olivia entered my private quarters.
Her body was tense, and she looked around curiously before her gaze settled on me. As though unnerved, she looked away immediately.
How did the moon goddess create such perfection? To reward my waiting?
I had spent more than twenty years waiting for my fated mate. For the one, the one that was made for me. Yet, there had been nothing.
Eventually, I had settled for an arrangement for the pack's sake.
But she was here now. And she was the best fucking thing I have laid my eyes on.
“Where’s Nicole?” She squeaked, her voice barely audible. I would have missed it if all of my senses weren’t focused on her.
I wanted to know everything. I needed to take in her smile, her beautiful blue eyes that shone like the sea.
Fuck, I could already imagine running my hands through those large blond curls that fell over her shoulders.
It took me some seconds to realise I hadn’t answered her. Nicole.
It had been relatively easy to tell that they didn’t have the best relationship. Just now, when her mother had been there, she had been fierce and stubborn, like a fiery temptress.
My temptress.
“Nicole won’t be joining us,” I replied and saw her wring her fingers together.
Could she not feel it?
Dinner went by slowly, and every now and then, Olivia would look up at me, her blue eyes probing and curious.
I was dying to know her, too. But from what Nicole’s driver had reported, she had just lost her father. A part of me was tempted to stand up and close the distance between us.
To wrap her in my arms and let her know she had me now. Nothing was going to hurt her. But I didn’t want to scare her away. She was too important to me.
I took a deep breath, calming my wolf that was pushing to claim his mate and my cock that was starting to react just from the thought of having Olivia in my arms. ‘Damn man, when did I get laid last?’
I wasn’t attracted to Nicole, but as my Luna, she had the most important thing I needed; she could handle matters very cleanly and made running the pack's internal affairs seem easy. Also, because of how hard she worked, it also meant that I had to give her a certain level of face here in my pack.
Meetings outside the pack and checking over my company in the human world were among the few times that gave me a chance to get laid. I hadn’t been to one in two months.
That had to be why.
“I’m done,” Olivia said, her voice breaking through my thoughts and my spine straightened.
I frowned as I looked at her plate and the dishes in front of her; although I had spaced out just now, it was not enough time for her to have eaten enough food.
“Are you uncomfortable?” I asked, and she looked down, biting her lips.
Damn.
The very action sent some command to my cock, and I could feel it stirring in my pants.
“There’s nothing to be worried about; I won’t bite.” That was a lie. I had every intention to bite. Especially with the way she was biting down on her lower lip.
“If you don’t like these, you can have dessert,” I snapped my hands, and one of the kitchen staff walked out with a tray in his arm.
I didn’t like sweets, but I had instructed them to make them for her. I almost gave myself a back pat when her eyes brightened at the popsicles before her.
When she picked one up, I realised just how large it was. Her small, pouty mouth was way too small for that.
Entranced, I watched as my little mate placed the giant popsicle in her mouth, and as I had guessed, she could only lick from a small corner.
A moan fell from her mouth as she tasted it, and every nerve in my body tightened. If she continued at this rate, I wasn’t sure I could hold back from bending her over this table and claiming her as mine.
“Can your mouth take all of it in?” I asked, and Olivia’s face flushed red, and she burst into a coughing fit.
I shot up and rushed to her side without thinking. A move that I regretted because one whiff of her sweet floral scent was more than enough to bring me to my knees.
My cock was hard, and my balls were heavy from being around and watching her. I moved behind the chair. I couldn’t let her see just how hard I was for her.
For my ‘stepdaughter’
Olivia stood up, and my eyes followed her every move. Was she feeling the mate pull the way I was?
I could never know if she did because right before I could say a word, Olivia dashed off.
My dining room, the same place I had dined in for more than twenty years now, felt too big for my liking. Too empty. Did this affect my little mate?
“Alpha, we caught a maid about to report to Miss Nicole about the dinner,” one of my assistants stepped into the dining room and reported.
“Remove all the unnecessary help on this floor.”
Nicole was nosy, and I wasn’t ignorant of the fact that she had spent the last year trying to win over my staff. Unfortunately, her position was about to be vacant. My mate was here.
Irritation bubbled in my throat as I remembered their relationship. That was one hell of a trick from the moon goddess. However, that didn’t matter. Nothing could keep me from my Olivia.
“Olivia,” I called out, testing her name, and when I couldn’t hold it in anymore, I stood up, striding out of the dining room.
I didn’t want her to be away from me.
She had barely eaten anything, but judging by how petite she was, I suspected that food was not on her list of favourite things.
Olivia's POVI ate in silence and stole glances at him. Sometimes, our eyes would meet and lock, and I'd turn away silently, though not without getting a lovely glance at his lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly.The way his lips moved as he chewed filled me with thoughts. I could only imagine how it would feel to have those lips kiss me and travel down, down… down.Fuck!I took one hand off the table and placed it on my lap, gripping my dress tightly. I squeezed my legs and felt something wet on my thigh."Keep it together, Olivia." I stopped eating for a brief moment, and I caught him licking the back of his spoon. I gasped as the sensations between my legs spiked. What was he doing to me? "I'm done."I put my spoon down and turned my head away, trying to hide my blush. The food was delicious but I couldn't eat anymore, not like this. I could feel my juices dripping down my legs. I had to excuse myself from the table. “Are you uncomfortable?” he asked, slowly putting down his spoo
Olivia's POV“Would you come for me, like that, again?”I was mortified as I watched him stare at me with a smug look as he stood at the door. My cheeks filled with colour. I felt my body lock together as shame began to drown me.André came in and closed the door behind him. I saw the smile on his face as he walked closer to me. I immediately sat up; my legs were trembling with fear and embarrassment as I watched him slowly slice the gap between us. “Why did you stop? Please don’t stop on my account. I would love to see you scream my name again. It was a pleasure watching you.” His voice was smooth and seductive. He was getting closer, but my body still couldn’t move.Come on, legs! Move! Run! Do something!However, my legs were numb. I could feel my breath getting hot and erratic. Despite the wide open windows, the room was suddenly steaming hot.I was finally able to stand, but it was too late. He was already in front of me. The smirk on his face made my stomach swarm with butter
Olivia's POVI kept on running without trying to check where I was going and finally, I sighed as I took a deep breath, however, just before I could relax, I heard footsteps behind me. “Olivia! Are you okay?!” To think he had the guts to chase after me. Jerk. “Stop! Stay away from me!”However, all my pleas fell on deaf ears. What was he doing? Couldn’t he tell that I didn’t want to be around him? I backed away from him, but he kept coming closer.“Don’t touch me! Just go away!”Almost like he couldn’t hear me, André just kept coming closer.“Olivia, can you stop? Let’s go inside.” “Just leave me alone!”He sighed and made a lunge towards me, but I evaded him, and I felt something cold and hard behind me.“What..?” I turned and groaned in frustration. It was a rock! It was a dead end; I had nowhere to go.I looked forward, and soon, he was right in front of me. He put his arms around my waist and pulled me into his embrace. My body shuddered at his touch. What was wrong with him?
Olivia's POV “Oww! My head! What the…”I woke up with a start. Whoever was behind the door pushed it even more, and light streamed in and blinded me. In a rush to stand up, I let go of my father’s ash jar, and it began to roll away. I got away from the door, and it opened fully, and there stood my mother, glaring down at me. I scrambled to my feet and went over to get my father’s ash jar before it rolled under the bed.“What is your problem?” I said, almost yelling at my mum.However, she didn’t answer me immediately, and I watched as her eyes surveyed my room in jealousy and disgust.“I can’t believe you slept on the floor when you have such a comfortable bed and luxurious room.”She walked in and toured my room with a look of evident jealousy. She touched the silk curtains and tested the soft bed.“You really don’t know what is good for you, Olivia. But then again, it is expected, considering the dump I pulled you out from.”I rolled my eyes and put my father’s ash jar back on the
Olivia’s POVI stood by the door, my eyes taking in my room while my mind ran at a thousand thoughts at once. Somehow, I was angry at André indifference at the table. But why should I be? He was not mine. Also, what was I meant to do here? Back at home, at least, I had hours of school and working the fields to keep me busy. As I sat on my bed, the door opened and my eyes widened as André entered the room with a solemn expression. “Are you okay, princess?” he asked while closing the gap between us. Anger flared within me and I stood up, glaring at him. “Oh, this is what you want right? To sneak behind my mom every time to talk to me and then pretend like I don’t exist in front of everyone?” he could have asked me how I was at the table but he decides to sneak in here to ask?Despicable. André frowned slightly and stopped when there was barely any space between us. “Last night, you hated the idea of being with me. I didn’t want to overwhelm you. However, I also couldn't leave with
Olivia’s POVI had wandered around the hallway until I heard André leaving my room. As soon as I was sure that the coast was clear, I entered my room and slammed the door shut behind me.Tears were rolling down my cheeks but it wasn’t even enough.What was wrong with me? How could I be so dirty and disgusting? I was a whore. I was a disgusting, lowlife, dirty bitch. I got changed, sat on my bed and buried my head in my lap. I cried, and my tears wet my lap, and my arms were soaked in sweat. I still couldn’t believe that I did that with my stepdad. I didn’t even hold back. I was starting to realise that when it came to André, self-control was the last thing I had.I flopped on my bed and stared at the ceiling. The tears continued to stream down my face. My eyes stung painfully. I was hopeless and worthless. How could I be so disgusting? “I hate myself. I hate him. How dare he take advantage of me like that?”I loved the way he touched me and made me feel but it was wrong. All of this
Olivia’s POVI gasped and took a frightened step back.“Hello, kitten. Isn’t it a lovely night for an escape?”I felt my whole body freeze. He stepped into the light, and I saw the fury on his face. I gasped and took a step back. All of a sudden, I felt anger wash over me. What was he doing here? Was he trying to stop me?Did he know I was planning to escape in the first place?“What are you even doing here?” I asked angrily.He chuckled and took another step towards me. I stepped back; I didn’t want him any closer.“I should be the one asking you that, kitten. I didn’t think you would be outside by this time of the night, yet here you are.”He walked towards me, and I walked backwards, desperate to escape him… “Ahhh…”I lost my footing and felt myself falling backwards. But suddenly, I felt a strong arm around my waist, catching me just seconds before I hit the ground.My heart was pounding in my chest as I stared at André’s angry face. He looked furious, and my throat was dry in fr
André's POV I stared at her, and a growl erupted from my throat and made her jump in fright. Her eyes were wide with fear, glistening with unshed tears. She looked so vulnerable and scared yet so beautiful.Her curly locks swayed gently in the breeze. I clutched her tightly. I was so angry with her. I wanted, more than anything, to bend her over my knee and spank her. I wanted her to beg me and scream my name, saying she was mine and she wasn’t going to leave me ever again.I squeezed her soft body, and my fingers sunk deeper into her soft flesh. She whimpered in pain, and I took pleasure in it. I wanted her to know that I was the only one who could make her feel pleasure and pain. I was the only one who could make her feel this way.I looked at her pleading eyes. She had no idea how much her actions had hurt me. She had rejected me by choosing to leave. She didn’t want me.“Why so quiet, kitten?”She shook her head fearfully. “Answer me. Did I push you too hard? Was it wrong for m