3. Sudden announcement

[Fergus Noah's POV]

As soon as the door is shut, all pretences are exposed. Now that we are alone, the masks we put on for the outside world fall away, and all we want to do is to fuck each other's brains out. 

I am in a room that is dimly lit and shadowy, standing close to a lady, so she can inhale my scent. My arms wrap around her back, and with a single, soft tug, our flesh comes into contact with one another.

She is aware of my hand moving through her hair, and how much I enjoy the suppleness of it, watching it fall as I let it go. Then, my fingers travel down her cheeks to her lips and stay there for a moment. 

We started kissing at this point, and begin to move together like partners in a dance ball. Our bodies fell into each other as if we were intended to do so, and we were able to experience this natural rhythm because of how well we fit together.

I pick her up off the ground with a chuckle, carry her over to the bed, and then let her land gently on the mattress after giving her a little bit of a spring in her step. Our gaze met for a split second, yet that is all it takes for us to feel secure in one another's company.

Then I get serious, removing her pants, taking them off, kissing her slowly from her toes to the top of her head, with my hands on her legs, always just a bit higher than the kisses. Every kiss is filled with unbridled passion, as seen by the rapid breathing and increased heart rate.

She can't help but arch her back in anticipation, knowing that my fingers are getting closer all the time. As I continue to move, her head falls back on the pillow, and she lets out a soft moan.

She has no idea how it happened, but the next thing she knows, we are naked and our skin is gliding gently against one another, much like the smoothest silk.

The lady felt my hand enter from below as it moves quickly, our tongues intertwining in a kiss, and suddenly, I was within, altering her breathing with every thrust and hearing her moans timed to my body.

Then, all at once, I stopped what I was doing and kiss her breasts down to her stomach, my hands light; then, all at once, I licks and uses my fingers, watching her reaction, feeling how her legs move, and watching her body writhe.

"I'm going to make you beg for it!" I spoke to her in a low, drawn-out whisper, and all she could do was murmur in answer since she was at a loss for words. 

In a matter of seconds, I was on her again, fucking her harder than before for the brief amount of time necessary to intoxicate her mind before I stopped again.

"If it's pleading you want, you're going to have to stop for a while so that my brain can begin to function normally!" She responded with tenderness, yet I continued to be aggressive against her.

After a long last intoxicating intimacy we had, we felt too tired to get out of bed and then slept off... 

**phone beeping**

I gently opened my eyes as the persistent ringing prompted me to do so, and reached out to grab the phone that was sitting next to me. I mumbled, "Hello dad," with my eyes partially closed as I spoke.

"Fergus, where have you been all this time!!" Mr Noah let out a shout. As soon as my dad yelled at me, I quickly removed the phone from my ear and pushed it a little farther away from my head. "Are you aware of what the current time is right now, and you haven't resumed to work?"

"I am aware, dad. I've already started getting ready for work." I replied quite softly.

"That's a lie, I don't believe you! You sound as if you haven't gotten out of bed yet. Get your ass down here this minute!" A second time, my dad screamed at me.

"Please, Dad, put an end to all of this yelling so early in the morning. Talk to you later." I abruptly terminated the call with him without waiting for a response. "What a terrible way to kick off a brand new day!"

*Clicks tongue*

When I tilts my head to look at the woman next to me, I noticed that she was still fast asleep. "Hey, get up!" I gave her a sharp rap on the leg.

"Huh?" She whispered as she gradually opened both of her eyes. "Is it morning yet?" She yawned and then sat up on the bed, at which point she gazed around the room.

"Quickly throw your clothes on, and get out of here!" I snapped at her and then turned my back on her. She sprang to her feet as soon as she saw a glimpse of rage in my eyes, and she hastily scooped up her dresses that had been lying on the ground.

She instantly slipped them on and bolted from the room. Because everyone in the city is aware of how dangerous the famous Fergus Noah can be when he is angry, nobody wants to risk getting on my wrong side.

I arose shortly after she had left, and heads into the bathroom to bathe. After soaking in the hot tub for a while, I came out a few moments later. I decided to check the time and saw that it was already past nine in the morning. However, I don't appear to be worried about the fact that I will be late to work. 

I'm Fergus Noah, 26 years old and the heir apparent to my family's furniture business. Also, I am the next potential Alpha in line in the Moonstone pack after my grandpa, Alpha Noah, step down from his position in six months.

I have the type of face that caused women to pause in their steps when they see me. I'm already accustomed to it, the momentary halt in people's natural expressions when they look in my direction, followed by an attempt to overcompensate by looking at me with a careless stare and a feeble grin.

The fact that there was flushed in response to that glance was, of course, a dead giveaway. It didn't help that I am so proud of it, which makes ladies fall for me even more. Since I am the most famous heir in the city, all of the young women covet the opportunity to spend the night in my bed-chamber.

I am a recalcitrant young man who valued living a reckless life more than having intelligent dialogues, despite the numerous cautions that came from my parents.

It was already ten in the morning when I realized I could finally get dressed to go to work. I dressed casually, with black slacks and a blue shirt with long sleeves. I loosened the buttons on the top portion of the shirt, exposing my appealing naked chest, and rolled the sleeves of the button-down shirt I was wearing up a little bit. I donned ankle boots in black, which went well with the rest of my outfits.

I wore branded white transparent spectacles and styled my short blonde hair to one side. My hair was groomed in a side part. Nobody in the city has even entertained the idea of using my Cologne since it's always a limited edition made for me. 

Even when I am only going to work, I never fail to put my best foot forward in terms of my outfits.

After finishing getting dressed, I grabbed my car key and headed out the door to go to work. I had driven for around forty-five minutes when I eventually arrived at the company.

As is customary, as soon as I stepped foot into the firm, all eyes immediately went on me. All ladies' attention was drawn to my dashing features, but the guys were more taken with the way I was dressed.

Though I was already late for work, I carried myself with confidence as I made my way to the office. 

"Good morning sir," 

"Morning sir," 

"Good morning sir," 

I believed people greeting me was nothing more than an act, so, I did not bother responding to anyone's pleasantries. 

It is very clear to me that the majority of the employees, do not approve of me or my way of life, but continued to put up a pleasant front in front of me while simultaneously criticizing my attitude behind my back. 

I am particularly repulsed by this deception, and as a result, I made up my mind to give the worker none of my attention. "Good morning Sir," a lovely young lady stood up to greet me when I got closer to my office. 

As I was ready to enter the office, I responded to my secretary, Hannah, and greeted her with a warm grin, "Morning Hannah, hope you are fine?"

"I'm good sir!"

Hannah replied and informed me that the chairman had requested that he see me first as soon as I arrive. The moment I heard her, I stopped what I was about to do and decided not to bother opening the office door any longer.

"Okay!" After giving my response, I proceeded straight to the chairman's office. On my way there, I came across some workers who were muttering with one another and I overheard some of what they said. I was aware that everyone was talking bad about me behind my back, but I didn't give a damn about it.

I don't know why, but I take great pleasure in being the centre of attention, and I enjoy the fact that I am often the subject of conversation between others. So, hearing people talk negatively about me provides me with even greater pleasure.

At long last, I found myself outside the chairman's office. After a single knock, I entered the office without more ado. As soon as I walked through the door, I noticed that the chairman was speaking with one of the employees.

I moved to a spot where I could be alone and wait for them to complete what they were talking about. When the chairman noticed me, he immediately analyzed what he had been saying and begged the person to excuse them for a moment so that he could talk to me.

Immediately after the other person exited the room, I got to my feet and came closer to the chair where the chairman was sitting. "Why do you want to see me, dad?" As I sat across from him, the question was posed.

"What time is it now?" My dad asked in an agitated tone while simultaneously slamming his hand down on the table that was in the middle of us.

"Oh, common dad, is that even necessary right now? Isn't it too early for another argument.?" I murmured while delicately stroking the top of my head.

"Do you mean to say, past 11 a.m. is too early? Do you have any idea that all of this conduct may potentially be used against you at the upcoming meeting of the Alpha council?" He reminds me.

"I'm not doing anything wrong, dad, and there's nothing anybody can do to prevent me from taking over as the next Alpha when grandfather retires!" I sound quite confident.

In response to what I just said, my dad lets out a giggle and shakes his head. He couldn't believe how clueless his son was about all that was going on with Alpha. He assumes I don't know how the tradition of the Moonstone pack works. "Oliver is back in the city!" He suddenly uttered.

"So?" I inquired while maintaining an air of nonchalance.

"It seems that he has returned to stay this time around. You are aware of the general adoration that the pack has for him, right? He may prove to be the most difficult challenge you might face on your way to becoming the next Alpha." He explained in a collected manner.

"I don't believe Oliver possesses the necessary skills to unseat me and take my place as the next Alpha. He doesn't have the guts to do it! I won't allow anyone, not even him, to steal my crown from me." I delivered those words with absolute conviction as I looked my father in the eyes.

"Great... That's exactly what I needed to hear! No matter what happens, you must under no circumstances give Oliver the chance to replace you in the pack, okay?"

"Okay, dad!"

"Good... That reminds me of the reason I invited you here. You and Isla Douglas are getting engaged next month."

"What! No!" 

The look of perplexity that spread across my face happened very quickly. The gears in my brain were unable to revolve quickly enough to process the information that was being taken in by my widened eyes.

"Dad, no, I'm not getting engaged to anyone!" I retorted.

"Why? You two seem close, don't you? And she isn't just anyone but Isla Douglas! I'm sure you are aware of the significant impact that her father has had in the business world?" He reminds me.

"Isla Douglas? So?" I rolled my eyes in disdain. "She is not my type, and our relationship is not very strong. She was just three years younger than me both when I was still in high school, and when I was in college."

"Still, that doesn't matter——-"

"It does matter to me, Dad, since I have nothing good to say about her!" An irate addition comes from me. "What's more, I'm not even close to being old enough to consider getting married at this point!"

"It seems you don't understand what it is that I am attempting to achieve for you. It's not only about her father having a notable amount of influence; this is mostly about the daughter. She is exceptional, and the other packs defer to her authority."

The moment I heard my dad, a shift occurred in my demeanour immediately. "What do you mean?" I inquired while cocking one of my eyebrows to the side.

"I don't know more information about it, but I heard there's something unique related to her birth. Once she turns twenty, all packs would begin to adore her," my dad elaborated with absolute conviction.

I let out a harsh "Hmm" as I continue to stare intensely at him. Although there was a part of me that wanted to trust all that my dad had just said, there was also a part of me that did not want to. "So, let me get this straight: what are you trying to say about her?"

"If you proposed to Isla before she turns 20, it would help you become the most powerful Alpha of all packs." 

At this moment, I appear to be perplexed and uncertain about what I should do. My ambition is to rise through the ranks of the pack to become the most feared and powerful Alpha, but I'm not thrilled with the prospect of how this will come to pass.

"Dad, I——-" The abrupt ringing of my dad's phone brought the conversation to a halt.

He answered the phone and said, "Yes honey, I'm in the office." After the person responded as well, the phone call terminated. "That's your Mom, she is here already!" He quickly informed me. 

"Which one? My Mom or your wife?" I gave him a fierce glare and frowned in his direction.

"Yes, my wife, who also happens to be your mother!"

"I beg you, dad, please do not call her my mother! Stop showing disrespect for my late mother by speaking of another person in her stead. She has passed away." I was a bit disturbed as I replied with a harsh tone.

"Son, I thought we had already discussed this topic. Grace loves you so much exactly like you're her son. Prepare to welcome her into your heart, and acknowledge that she is your mother." My dad pleaded.

"That's impossible! I will never be able to accept your mistress, who was responsible for my mother's passing, to become a member of my family." I remarked before rising to my feet.

"What! Fergus, you are pushing it to the limit here!" He glared aggressively in my direction as he pointed his finger.

"I guess we will have to pick up where we left off with our talk when I come back from my business trip. Tell your mistress I said, "Hi." I said and raced out of the office before my dad could respond. 

As I was leaving, I unexpectedly bumped into my dad's wife outside the door. "Hi Fergus," she said to me as she smiled and waved.

I gave her a nasty look as I abruptly walked away in the presence of my dad's secretaries. After locking eyes for a moment, the two secretaries quickly averted their gaze to avoid being discovered.

After catching a peek at their expressions, Mrs Noah was left feeling humiliated by what I had just done. 

Even as she clenched her right fist with rage, she kept a cheerful expression on her face and stormed into her husband's office...