Chapter Four

LUKE

I observed Max with a heavy heart as he struggled to control his racing thoughts. I told him earlier about Eve, she would be coming over to my place today with her red headed friend, hoping that he is able to confirm she is indeed his mate. 

I knew it was difficult for him to accept the fact that he had no recollection of the woman he had slept with the previous night. It was clear that his mind was consumed by a mix of anxiety and frustration.

As I pondered how to help Max, I couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness. I knew that his problems were not something I could fix, but I still wanted to do something to help him feel better. So, I sat down next to him, trying to offer some comfort.

Max's restless movements and his unsteady voice revealed how much he was struggling. He was a powerful alpha, one of the strongest I knew, but even he seemed powerless in the face of his current predicament. I watched as he clenched and unclenched his fists, trying to control his emotions.

It was then that I decided to speak up. "Max," I said gently, "I know this is hard for you, but you have to try and stay calm. Maybe if we talk it out, we can figure out a way to help you remember."

Max turned to me, his eyes filled with despair. "Luke," he said, "I don't even know where to start. I can't remember anything about her, not even her name. What kind of alpha does that make me?"

I could sense the self-doubt and disappointment in Max's voice. He was always so hard on himself, and I knew that it was not helping him in this situation. So, I placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder and said, "Max, it's okay to make mistakes. You are still a great alpha, and this doesn't change that."

But he wasn't having it. "I can't calm down, Luke. I don't even know who she was. How am I supposed to find her?"

I knew what he meant. Max had been searching for a mate for over a century, even though he has a chosen mate, but he has zero interest in her, now, he has finally found someone he thinks he has a connection with. But she was gone, and he couldn't even remember who she was.

"We'll find her, Max. We'll track her down, and you'll be able to talk to her. But you need to calm down. You're an alpha. You can do this," I reassured him.

He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. As an alpha, he was always in control, but this situation had him feeling lost and helpless.

I could still see the distress etched on Max's face, his mind consumed with thoughts of the woman he had slept with, I think the anxiety triggered his annoyance and hatred for his chosen mate.

Then he started narrating how he hates being around her.

"Luke, he began. In a solemn voice "I can't stand her, he said. I knew he was talking about May, his chosen mate. No matter how hard she tries to please me. I just don't feel a connection with her, and it's driving me crazy. I hate the fact that I have to be forced to be with her.

I listened to Max's words, feeling a sense of sympathy for him. I knew firsthand how it felt to be forced into a relationship with someone you didn't love. But I also knew that the concept of chosen mates was deeply ingrained in our society, and going against it was frowned upon.

"Max, I understand how you feel, I said, trying to offer some comfort.

Max let out a frustrated sigh. "I just can't force myself to feel something that isn't there.

I was still trying to console Maxwell, when his phone rang, I picked his phone up from the table and passed it to him, it was from May, Max looked up and asked who it was, I answered and said May, he hissed and hesitated for a while, then he collected the phone and went upstairs.

As I sat there, trying to piece together what was going on, my mind drifted back to the problem at hand. Max had finally found his mate, but now she was nowhere to be found, even though he has a chosen mate, I feel he has a deeper connection with the stranger he met than May who has been hooked up with him for years, it was a perplexing situation, and I knew that Max was feeling lost and frustrated.

But then, something clicked in my mind. Max had mentioned that he had sensed a strong connection with the woman he had slept with. As an alpha, Max had heightened senses, and he could pick up on things that others couldn't.

If Max could sense a connection with the woman, then perhaps there was a way to use that to our advantage. Maybe we could try to track her down by following Max's instincts.

Excited by the possibility, I decided to share my thoughts with Max as soon as he came back. I knew that we would need to act quickly before any chance of finding her disappeared.

As I waited for Max to return, my mind raced with possibilities. What if the woman had left some kind of trace behind? Maybe she had dropped something or left a note.

As the minutes ticked by, my anticipation grew. I was eager to share my thoughts with Max and start working on a plan.

I was still sitting on the sofa, deep in thought about Max's situation when I heard a knock on the door. I remembered that I was expecting Eve and her friend.

As I opened the door, my eyes widened at the sight of her. She was dressed in a transparent peach dress that revealed a sparkling new set of lingerie. I could feel my wolf growling inside me.But I knew that she wasn't my mate, and I had to keep my distance.

"Good day, Mr Luke," she said with a smile as she walked into the room.

"Hey, Eve," Where's your friend? I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.

"Oh! She said was busy", she replied with a straight face as she advanced closer to me.

I take a deep breath as Eve walks closer and sits down, crossing her legs and revealing more of her lingerie. My eyes are drawn to her body, but I try to keep my focus on her face. She's always been a temptation, and it takes all of my willpower to resist the urge to touch her.

My mind starts to wander as I imagine what it would be like to have her beneath me. My imagination runs wild, and I can almost hear her moans and screams as I thrust deep into her. I know I shouldn't be thinking like this, but I can't help it. Eve has always had a way of making me lose control.

I try to bring myself back to reality when she clears her throat. I snap out of my trance and ask if she would like a drink. She agrees, and I get up from the couch to pour us both a glass of wine.

As I hand her the glass, I can feel the tension between us growing. Her seductive gaze sends shivers down my spine, and I can tell that she's thinking the same thing as me. I take a sip of my wine, trying to calm my nerves and keep my thoughts in check.

 My heart had good intentions but my manhood was saying otherwise, I could feel it pushing hard on my trousers and I'm sure the print would be visible to Eve, I looked up and Eve gave me a seductive glare, She licked and lips and exposed more of her upper boobs, I can't take this any longer, I muttered to myself, I try to resist the temptation to mate with her as she sits across from me, but it's difficult. My wolf is howling for her, urging me to take her right then and there. But I know that I have to control myself. I have been waiting for my mate for almost a century, and I cannot settle for anyone else.

I take a deep breath and try to focus on something else, anything else. But Eve is still sitting there, tempting me with her every move. I try to keep my eyes on her face, but it's a struggle. I can feel my control slipping.

But then she leans in close to me, her breath hot against my ear. "Mr Luke," she whispers, her voice low and sultry. "I want you."

My heart races as she runs her hand up my arm, and I can feel myself getting harder by the second. I know I shouldn't give in to her, but I can't resist her any longer.

I grab her by the waist and pulled her closer, kissing her deeply as our tongues intertwined. Our hands roam over each other's bodies, and I can feel myself getting lost in the moment.

I kept kissing her and slipped my hand into the opening at her cleavage, I grabbed her boobs and I could swear that it was the best feeling I've experienced in a while, it was extremely succulent and I couldn't help but press my hard rod against her thighs, Eve has a tiny voice and the way she moaned into my ears made me more aggressive towards her, My hand was already on her left nipple, I kept squeezing it as if I was about to burst a stubborn boil, Eve is an expert, her hand hasn't being lazy, she grabbed my hard stuff and brought it out of my trouser, her soft hand sent an electric impulse to my brain and I could swear I was going crazy, without thinking, I removed my hand from her cleavage and slipped it under her clothing, feeling the wetness that had begun to ooze from her like a stream down there. I was more than ready to follow that stream with my rod, so I pushed her back against the wall and continued to devour her.

As Eve and I continued our lustful adventure, my mind was solely focused on her and I lost all awareness of my surroundings. The pleasure that enveloped us was too intense for me to remember that Maxwell was still in the building with us. It wasn't until I heard a faint sound that I turned my gaze and saw him slowly sneaking towards the door, perhaps he's leaving since Eve's acquaintance wasn't around, hoping to avoid being noticed.

Maxwell's presence in the house didn't affect me that much at that moment, as all my attention was consumed by the intense passion between Eve and me. The heat of the moment had taken control, and I was completely lost in my desire. As Maxwell left the building, I pushed Eve harder against the wall, eager to satisfy my carnal cravings.

My hands kept roaming freely over her body, slipping beneath her clothing to feel her warmth and oozing wetness. 

Eve was a professional in the art of seduction, and her soft hands on my body only served to increase my arousal. She knew how to touch me in all the right places, sending shivers down my spine and causing me to groan with pleasure. In that moment, nothing else mattered except the intensity of our shared passion.

I continued to ravish her, losing myself completely in the intensity of our connection. With every moan and sigh that escaped her lips, my desire for her grew stronger, until finally we both reached the pinnacle of pleasure together.