Chapter 2

Alpha Arkon;

My Wolf, Atan, roars as my eyes on our mate are unwavering. She has the perfect she-wolf height for me, 5’6, and I can’t get enough of her dark flickering eyes. My hand runs through her lower back to her long straight hair as I lean my face further in her.

With the stare in her eyes, it seems she doesn’t recognize me as her fated mate, but I can tell she is fighting within herself to resist my handsome charms.

I bet you, she can not, because no she-wolf has ever resisted me.

Standing before her, my body is already burning with the desire to have her because her presence has overshadowed my thinking.

“Please, let go of me,” she softly utters, but the stare in her eyes says something different. It’s evident she wants me.

My eyes dart to her full lips as I slant my head, placing my lips on hers.

She parts her lips, and locks it with mine, giving me the approval I need. I hold her neck, kissing her passionately, and I feel her hands gripping my body causing my cock to kick.

I lift her and carefully place her on the grass, lying on her, my waist leaning in between her thighs. She reaches out for my white shirt, and like a hungry dog tears it off, and sends her hand to my belt.

I know she is dying to have me, and I suddenly assist her with my belt because I'm also dying to fuck her after many years of searching for her. We both undo my belt and zip, taking off my pants as I reach out to her dress wrap, also undo it, revealing her full boobs before me.

My mouth claims her left nipple and her soft moan fills my body with much desire, causing me to tear her pants in a flash, my cock penetrating her tiny dripping pussy.

Moaning harder as I hold her waist, thrusting her pussy, her boobs bouncing while she moans asking me to go harder.

We are so engrossed in our sexual pleasure, that none of us care about the fact that we are in the woods and anyone can walk in.

With each thrust, I feel an intense pleasure building up inside me. It's like a wave growing stronger and stronger, about to crash. My body is tense, my feelings heighten. I'm losing control, but I don't want to stop it.

The sensation is overwhelming, and all-consuming. I'm at the edge, and then... I climax. A rush of ecstasy washes over me, and I feel myself release inside of her, and everything within me becomes calm.

My body falls to the side, my lips slightly curve, a faint smile playing on them as I hold her in my arms. Can’t believe how everything happened so fast but I'm glad that she is finally mine.

Her soft hand plays on my chest, giving me a relaxation I never felt, and just in a few moments, my eyes close in deep sleep.

“Alpha Arkon!… Alpha Arkon! Mr. Gravus and his family are already at the guestroom, awaiting your arrival!” The voice of my head warrior keeps ringing in my head, disrupting my precious nap, and causing me to wake up.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Cormac? Is this part of your duty?” I sit upright, my face contorting into a frown. “Why are you here, and h….? My voice suddenly cuts in my throat, my eyes widen, and my neck moves side by side searching for her.

Pointing at the position she is supposed to be, my angry gaze fixes on Cormac, “Where is she?”

“Where is who, Alpha?” He runs his eyes everywhere in confusion, and the rest of my men do the same. “There was no one here when we arrived, Alpha. Who do you speak of?”

I let out a soft sigh, and stand up from the grass as the realization of the fact that she has decides to flee before I wake up, hits me. But she can’t run too far or run away from me. She is already mine, and I will look for her and claim her after I'm done with my purpose of visiting this pack.

I snatch my clothes from the grass, dress up, and storm out of the woods, my men follow behind me.

Getting to the guest room, and meeting up with Mr. Gravus, his wife, and his daughter, a big smile spreads on my face. He is my father’s old-time friend, and I always respect him whenever he requests my attention. However, this is the first time I'm meeting up with his family.

“Alpha Arkon! Thank you for honoring my invitation,” Mr. Gravus rises from his position, with his head bowed in respect. He introduces his wife and daughter to me, and I order him to take his seat as I sit in front of them.

“So tell me, Mr. Gravus, why did you request my presence in your pack? You know as the Alpha of the Rogues, I'm only required to leave my pack for something very important.”

He clears his throat into his fist, “I will head straight to the point because you are a busy man. I'm here to request two things from you, and I hope my request gets granted,” he fixes his gaze at me.

My head nods as my ears straighten, waiting for his request.

“My younger daughter over here, Camilla,” he points at her. “Informs me about her feelings for you, after the very first time she saw you at the event I attended at your pack, alongside her. She says her only desire right now is to be your Luna. She went as far as turning down the proposal of the Alpha who wanted her for your sake,” Mr. Gravus pushes forward on the couch as he continues….

“I understand this is a little too much, but please I would love it if you consider her as one of the she-wolves waiting in line for you to pick them as your Luna. She can be your first choice. I promise you she is strong and commanding, even as a Gamma Wolf.”

I whiff in amusement over his request. Such a lovely father. This is the first time he has ever requested anything from my household after he saved my father’s life from that fire. His daughter looks beautiful, but I do not want her, not even when I’ve met my mate.

I push my head backward, crossing my right leg over the left, “Mr. Gravus, I understand your….”

“Please, Alpha! Don’t give me any response right now. I would appreciate it if you give my request a proper thought before giving me a response,” he stretches forth his hand toward his wife. She pulls an invite from her handbag, and hands it over to him.

He stands up, giving the invitation card to me, “This is an invitation to the wedding of my older daughter, Vynessa. She is getting married to the Alpha of our pack in a week's time, and I will wish for you to attend. Thank you for your time, Alpha. We wish to take our leave,” and with that, they all walk out of my room.

I hold the invite in my hand, my lips curve into a faint smile. It’s funny how that old Alpha of their pack still wants the taste of young blood. Fucking bastard.

I don’t think I can attend this unimportant wedding because I have a lot on my desk, and the most important is finding my mate.

Standing up from the sofa, I request the presence of my warriors. When they arrive, we all step out to go look for my runaway fated mate.