Chapter One

Damien

“Oh, Goddess! Yes. Yes. Oh, Damien. Fuck. Oh Fuck, Yes.” Stephanie moaned, withering beneath me, her thighs clenching my cheeks. “Right there, Don’t stop.”

Her thighs are trembling around my head; her hips are gyrating on my face, her body dancing with urgency, searching for a fix that only I could provide. With a smirk, I lifted my head from between Stephanie’s thighs, replacing my tongue with my thumb and attacking her sweet little clit, loving how her body reacted to me.

“Now, Now, Stephanie.” I taunted, teasing the little vixen above me, slowing my ministrations on her pleasure-filled nub, “Is that any way to talk to your future Alpha?”

“Please, Alpha.” She whimpered, clasping my face with her hands, her eyes opened wide, her pupils blown, filled with arousal. “Please let me come. Please fuck me with your big Alpha wolf cock.” She begged, jutting out her bottom lip and dragging her teeth across it seductively, thrusting her hips up.

Well, Fuck me. If my cock hadn’t been hard before, it sure as fuck was hard now, begging to be released inside her pretty pink cunt. I glanced down at my golden wristwatch, checking the time. I had an important meeting in thirty minutes, and I couldn’t be late. It was my first official meeting as standing Alpha, the last thing on my list before I would be granted the official title, and I needed it to go smoothly.

“Tell you what, Stephanie,” I growled, returning my attention to the pretty she-wolf sprawled naked across my bed. “Since you’ve been a good girl, I will fuck you.”

She lets out a whimper of approval, and I can’t help but smack her thigh, effectively silencing her, my cock jerking at the sound of her pain-filled cry, “I’m going to fuck you. It’ll be rough, and it will be fast. And it’ll be for my pleasure only.”

She started to open her mouth in protest but stopped the second my hands left her body and started unbuttoning my pants, bringing the release of my cock to her attention instead.

“On your knees,” I command.

I’m pleased at her instant obedience and immediately line my cock with her entrance, more than ready to sheath myself in her warmth, “You’re only allowed to come when I give you permission.” I growled, sinking into her, bottoming out on the first thrust, “If I think you’re about to come and I haven’t given you permission, I’ll stop. Understood?” I asked, pausing mid-thrust as I awaited her response.

“Yes, Alpha,” Stephanie whined obediently, wiggling her behind, her body aching for more.

I grabbed a fistful of her long raven-black hair and yanked her face into the nearest pillow, silencing her cries as I pounded relentlessly into her body, using her like my own personal sex toy, not giving her tiny channel time to adjust to my size.

This wasn’t our first time together. Stephanie and I had been fucking on and off for years, and we both knew exactly what the other wanted and how they wanted it. Stephanie was used to my roughness; her body craved my bruising touch, and she knew exactly what to expect. I would abuse her body, take from her what I needed, gift her with mind-shattering orgasms, and then we would go our separate ways until one of us sought out the other. Our physical connection worked so well because it was only about pleasure. Neither of us wanted more. We both knew our fated mates were out there somewhere, and we were content with fucking each other until they came wandering into our lives.

Stephanie’s walls started to quiver, a tell-tale sign her orgasm was fast approaching, and I could feel my own drawing near. I slammed into her a few more times, growling in ecstasy each time I bottomed out before I yanked her by her hair again, pulling her body up flush against mine. With her body melded to mine, I released her hair and wrapped my hand around her throat, making her wear my fingers like a chocker. Giving her throat a light squeeze, I trail my free hand down her body, circling my index finger around her overly sensitive clitoris, knowing that she’d come undone with just the right amount of pressure.

“Coat my cock with your juices, you filthy little whore.” I growled in her ear, nipping at the lobe and pinching her clitoris between my fingers.

I’m instantly awarded the hot spray of her nectar as she coats me and the tightening of her silken walls as her pussy tries to milk my cock and coax me into spilling my seed deep within. I push through her orgasm with deep long thrusts, coming closer to the edge with each plummet. Just as I’m about to fall off the cliff, my canines elongate, and my wolf whines out one word. One word that has me throwing myself from Stephanie’s body instead of falling into the abyss.

‘Mate.’

‘What the fuck, Leo?’ I linked my wolf aggressively, angered by his behavior. “Stephanie isn’t our mate.’

‘Not her, you idiot.’ Leo retorted, scoffing, still annoyed with me for fucking around with Stephanie in the first place, ‘She isn’t worthy of being our mate, of being the Luna.’

He says the word Luna like he’s talking of the Moon Goddess herself and not my future mate.

“Damien, is everything okay?” Stephanie asked, somewhat recovered but still a little breathless from her orgasm. She’s managed to wrap herself in my bedsheets, and her hand is outstretched, reaching for my arm.

“Everything’s fine.” I snarled, ripping my arm from her grasp, infuriated with my good-for-nothing wolf.

“But, Damien,” Stephanie whined, lip pouting, scooting a little closer.

“Stephanie!” I bellowed in response, my voice filled with the rage that was boiling through my body, “I said everything’s fine.”

“Da…Da..Damien…,” Stephanie whimpered, jerking her hand away as if I had hit her, instantly filling me with guilt.

It isn’t her fault my wolf’s a cock blocker, and I shouldn’t be angered with her. I let out a heavy sigh, reaching for my door and opening it before continuing, offering what I hoped was an adequate excuse. “I just need to get ready for this damned meeting.”

“I..I… I rejected my mate for you.” She responded shakily, holding her ground. “You told me if you didn’t find your mate by your twenty-fifth birthday, I would be Luna. That you would choose me.”

“Did I ask you to reject your mate for me, Stephanie?” I growled, my anger rising, this time the majority of it due to Stephanie’s disclosure, “This.” I hissed, gesturing between her and me, “This means nothing. YOU wanted to fuck an Alpha, remember? You were a solution. That’s it. I need to be mated before my twenty-fifth birthday to prove my worth to my people. I still have months before I’m twenty-five and I won’t take a chosen mate until my birthday. I DIDN’T ASK YOU TO WAIT FOR ME, STEPHANIE! You are a fucking moron. A fucking idiot who rejected her mate, a gift bestowed upon her by a fucking goddess, for what? For a small chance at becoming Luna? Well, sorry, Stephy, but guess what? That’s never happening. Now get out.” I gritted out through clenched teeth, my alpha aura rolling through my body and my skin crawling as Leo threatened to shift.

“Damien.” Stephanie gasped, clenching her chest, the sheet dropping, exposing her naked body, a body that I’d sought comfort in only seconds ago, but now the mere sight of it had me recoiling with disgust, knowing that I’d gotten in the way of fate.

“I said to get the fuck out,” I growl, letting my alpha command take over, forcing Stephanie to bare her neck in surrender, her wolf’s submission to mine forcing her from my room.

As Stephanie left the room, I slammed my fist into the wall and let out a roar, expelling some of my pent-up anger; the need to let Leo out for a run was still overwhelming. I close my eyes and focus on breathing, trying to calm myself. The task is impossible. Between’s Leo’s incessant chatter about our mate and his running circles in my mind, I can’t concentrate.

I open my eyes and glare at the fist-sized hole in my wall. I should’ve handled that entire situation better, and now I’d need to fix this hole before the pack house staff started to chatter. I glance at my wristwatch and note that only ten minutes are left until the meeting. The patch will have to come later. I shirk off the remainder of my clothes and make my way to the ensuite bathroom, stepping into the shower, the hot water on full blast, and use five of the ten minutes to scrub my body of Stephanie’s scent.

Stepping out of the shower, I feel refreshed and ready to attend my Alpha meeting; my earlier anger at Leo and Stephanie dissipated. As much as I wanted to blame Stephanie for rejecting her mate, I couldn’t blame her. I understood pack dynamics. Alpha and Luna were it; they were top-tier. Everyone strived to be the best of the best. Stephanie saw her chance, and she took it. If I hadn’t witnessed firsthand how chosen mates differed from fated mates, I might’ve done the same thing had I been in her shoes.

As for Leo, that pesky wolf was still running amuck inside my head, begging to be let loose. I had taken everything I had to persuade him to wait until after our meeting with Guinevere McKay to seek out our mate. I hadn’t scented her yet, myself, and when I’d told Leo as much, he’d taken the liberty to inform me that my face was so soiled in cunt juice that it wasn’t humanly possible for me to smell anything besides Stephanie’s pussy.  The stupid Alpha wolf loves to remind me of that the fact that I’m human. He calls it my weakness and says it is what makes him inferior to me. I, of course, always take the opportunity to remind him that he’s the one trapped inside of me, not the other way around. And then he usually gets testy, but it’s his own fault for being so damn stubborn.

‘Stubborn.’ Leo grumbled, rolling his eyes. ‘Are you sure you're not thinking of yourself?”

“Yes, I’m sure.’ I reply agitatedly, swinging open my bedroom door.

I can feel Leo respond, but I don’t know what he says. There’s a breeze in the hallway coming from somewhere and an intoxicating scent in the air. My senses are instantly overwhelmed, hyper-focusing on the scent's allure; lavender, Vanilla, and a small hint of cinnamon.

“Mate.”