The flush on my cheeks was visible and every inch of my body was embarrassed that I had given into Martin.Denying the feeling I felt wasn't going to help. It was amazing. He left the washroom grinning and feeling proud whilst I was shaken. He wasn't wrong when he told me that I was giving in to every male that made me feel different.Maybe it was just the male wolves or the heat.I wasn't ever like this."What happened? Did I mess up something?" Sarah asked, standing up from the couch she had been seated on for the past couple of minutes. Martin was long gone and it was just me and Sarah for now."No, it's fine.""Where did he go?" she peeked into the dark hallways but found nothing. "Is he gone?""Yes, he has some work so he won't return." I said, snapping my fingers in front of her. "You can't flirt with him or even like him, Sarah.""Why not?" she asked, furrowing her brows together. If I were in her place, I'd do the same--captivating brown eyes, a mysterious soul and a handsome f
Someone knew.And that someone was John, the male I despised the most among everyone around here. It came to me as a shook when he told me that he knew that Martin was my mate. I had been careful all along and tried to avoid any mistakes that would reveal it."How do you know that?" I questioned, backing away from him.John wiped the blood off his lips and stood up with a smile curling on his lips, his laugh tormented me, "What makes you think that no one will know your little secret?" I was in a moment of shock, frozen and unable to move, I stared at him with disbelief as he continued, "For fuck's sake, I was with Martin at the night of mating, a little far but I saw the wolf. And, just to my surprise, a few days later, we found a rogue and that was you""You didn't tell anyone, did you?" I inquired, wanting to know more. Martin would have acted differently if john had told him that I was his mate but it seemed like he didn't."Of course not!" He explained, moving his attention towar
My back was aching with all the whipping Martin had done my insides started to quiver with excitement. He walked around in circles, trying to control the temptation that was clear in his eyes while I sat on the ground, against the bed frame, afraid of what he’d do next. He stepped towards me, got down on his knee and raised my chin. “Are we clear now?” He asked. A smile tugged on my lips and I scoffed at what he asked, “if you think that a little whipping is going to force me to stop killing John then you’re in the dark because I’m going to do what I have to do too.” I blurted out when the wolf inside me finally left me alone to my thoughts. What are going to do ? Beat me again. You can’t kill me and you know that. "Don't test me, Clara." He said, licking his lips. "I have told you earlier than I don't kill female wolves but that doesn't mean that someone won't do it for me." Challenges. I liked them, "Try your best and you'll fail just as you failed in controlling me. I will a
"Ah, my favorite man. It has been a while now, Martin." Beauty said, swaying her hips and approaching me. Energy hummed through her as she threw her hands on the air to hug me. I quickly leaned in for a hug and then moved back. "What does the big man wants?"She asked."Nothing. Just here to clear my mind," I replied, looking around the bar that was fairly filled with humans getting drunk and enjoying themselves. It had been a while since I last drank alcohol in a bar-a very long time."Who dare to mess up with your mind?"She asked, welcoming me inside her bar. "Grab a seat. Whoever it is, I will make sure you'll forget it by the time you leave this place."Beauty worked as a bartender in a bar that her husband owned. They both were wolves and members of my pack.The Wooden Inn was a small bar that I often visited when I was young. It was a place close to my heart and beauty was a good old female friend. Her husband recently passed away due to chronic issues and at his funeral was th
After a few more martini's, I was a little tipsy as expected but not drunk. The world was still clear in front of me and Clara's words were loud in my ears. For years, I was proud of my title and the way I had gotten it but for the first time ever, I wasn't-not anymore. Being an Alpha was my pride but today it felt like it was my shame.There were two females I was pissed at and beauty didn't question anything regarding about my mate or Clara after I had politely asked her not too. I wanted to avoid thinking about either of them."More?" Beauty asked, appearing in front of me."Nah, I think that's enough.""You're barely drunk, Martin." She reminded me."I know but I have to drive back home and you know the alcohol kicks in after a while for us," I replied."Don't you want anyone? To warm your bed tonight?" She asked, in a flirting manner. Since her husband died, she went completely crazy and it could be seen but I wasn't bothered by it. As long as my male wolves were kept happy, I wa
Strange noises followed inside the house and I got off the bed to check what was happening outside. It was almost one in the morning when I heard voices of a man and a woman. The last I remembered was that no females lived in this packhouse. Who was this woman?I threw a silk robe over my body that had been covered with a pain relief cream. After all that whipping, I needed something to calm down the pain and I could only find a cream lying around the house.I stepped outside my room and looked on the either side of the hallway. It was empty yet there were voices. The packhouse was in silent mode the past few hours. I didn't see Martin again after I told him all that truth he needed to hear.He didn't say anything, although, I feared for my life since then. I wanted to apologize and take back my words before he snapped my neck with his bare hands.He could do that, couldn't he?I tied my robe and walked outside of my room, leaving the hallway and entering the living room where I found
There was a fear of being killed and then there was a fear of being unveiled infront of Martin-I couldn't let either of that happen. Martin wore a smug grin on his face and so did John. These men were going to be the death of me.I shook my head, "I'm not going to fight John," I announced, making myself real clear. John knew exactly what he was doing. Fighting against him would force me to reveal my wolf and that's exactly what he wanted. He knew that I wouldn't shift and that would make me vulnerable to his wolf and at the end of the day, he'd win by killing me."I don't care. You are going too," Martin said, folding his hands and flexing his biceps. I looked away. He smelled like a female and it was that wolf-girl he bought last night to the packhouse. It made me jealous.He was mine.Focus."And, if I don't?" I asked, raising my brow and challenging him. "Then, I will force you,"I opened my mouth to say something but James cut me off, "She doesn't has to, Alpha.""You don't get t
When John hurt Clara, I felt an ache growing inside my chest, as if he had hurt me instead of her. The swift pain weakened me for some absurd reason that I couldn't understand. I loosened my fists and was ready to conclude the fight but then Clara shifted for the first time ever in front of me.My breathing came to a halt as I saw her her wolf. The flashes of the night of mating appeared in front of me and it struck me like a hundreds and thousands waves of disquieting dazzles-she was my mate.Clara.Fucking Clara.Her wolf was the exact same wolf that I had met with on the night of mating and during that time there was only one unmated female in the woods and that was her.Of course.Once Clara turned into a wolf, she launched at John and within a second, his wolf was on the ground, bleeding to death. She didn't kill him but instead glanced at me and then ran away."No, no!" I yelled as I watched her disappear. "Take him in and patch him up," I said to Daniel who was standing beside