Give us the girl

DOMINICK'S POV~

Fully dressed once again, I sat in my office, my dark, predatory eyes fixed on the door, awaiting the arrival of the council members.

 Alessia appeared unsettled, which annoyed me. I didn't want her expressions giving away any hints to those snakes. Charlotte sat away from Alessia, since she could no longer sit on my lap as we were in the midst of serious business. Matteo was in charge of handling the men, keeping an eye on the approaching council members to ensure they didn't try to sneak into the school premises.

As the sound of footsteps grew closer, our eyes focused on the door, followed by a knock. I pressed the button under my desk and watched the door automatically unlock.

Seven men, all donning long black coats with cold expressions on their faces, entered my spacious office. Nobody bothered to greet them; they merely glanced around the room before fixing their gaze on me.

With a cruel, lopsided grin, my eyes settled on the most familiar figure among them—Drakun, the closest to Leila's father and one of the most corrupt.

"Long time no see, Dominick," he muttered before taking a seat, and the rest followed suit.

I cracked my neck before humming, "What would you like to have? Unfortunately, I'm out of liquor." I saw his eyes darken with anger when my lips curled in amusement.

Everyone could see the numerous bottles of liquor displayed on the glass shelf, and he needed no one to tell him how unwelcome he was.

"Where's the girl?" Drakun cut to the chase, his gruff voice resonating through the room.

I reclined in my chair and quirked a brow at him. "Excuse me?"

I noticed the council members' eyes darken immediately.

"Alpha Dominick, if I were you, I wouldn't play stupid games with the council. We aren't as blind as you assume us to be," he said, prompting a dark chuckle from me.

"Humor me," I clicked my tongue. "If you weren't blind, as you claim, you'd know I don't have the girl!"

Drakun swiftly rose with a snarl, causing Matteo to react quickly by touching the hidden gun in his holster. I raised my palm to stop him.

My eyes crinkled with my usual wicked smile.

"Give me the girl and stop playing games! I need her to answer my fucking questions! She killed her father, one of us! She also put a soon-to-be Alpha in a coma, and you're going to let her run loose?! Give her to me!" he roared.

My eyes instantly narrowed, a darkness overcoming them. Something seemed to grip my heart—a bad premonition spreading through me. I couldn't help but wonder if Drakun had other plans for Leila that I didn't know about. Was he aware of her abilities, like I was? Perhaps he wanted her for his selfish purpose! 

My blood slowly chilled, and I slowly leaned forward in my chair. A strange possessiveness overwhelmed me, and I snarled back at the werewolf who had dared to raise his voice at me.

"Just because you're a council member doesn't give you the fucking right to raise your voice when you know I can easily snap your neck!" I growled, noticing the other six council members uncomfortably shifting in their seats. The cruel light in Drakun's eyes slightly dimmed before he sat back in his chair. "You want rules? Go feed them to those werewolves who lick your feet, unlike me, a Lycan Rogue. You wouldn't dare come to my school, my property, and yell at me!"

Drakun said nothing but grit his teeth at me. He knew I wasn't joking. Just because I hid my identity didn't mean that no one knew I was a Lycan—perhaps the last of my kind, as the werewolves felt threatened around us.

With numerous attacks here and there, I knew I had inadvertently drawn battle lines between the council members and me. I needed to be extra careful with my plans and how to conceal more of my true identity.

"Once I have information on the girl, I won't hesitate to give it to you," I said. Drakun's lips curled into a cunning smile before he nodded, laughing.

"Of course, you would, wouldn't you, boy? Just because you hide under that Lycan identity doesn't mean we won't uncover the real you. Once we do, you're done for. You better cover your trails perfectly because our eyes are wide open."

I hated the way he referred to me, he sounded very much like my father, which brought back memories. Cruel memories rushing into my head. I gritted my teeth as I watched him stand, followed by his lap dogs. 

I watched as they turned to leave, Drakun pausing before reaching the door. He turned to me with a crooked smile on his face.

"And Dominick, we know how important this school is to you, as you're taking very good care of it on behalf of your brother. But don't forget, the council members could raze it down in the blink of an eye. The girl belongs to us now; bring her and let the trouble go. Or else..." A wide, crazed smile spread on his lips. "You'll lose everything, like you once did."

My breath slowed as the door beeped upon their exit. I maintained my calm, not letting my turmoil show, and slowly stood to retrieve a bottle of liquor.

"I said it. This is so, so bad," Alessia muttered and fell silent. I was grateful she didn't say more, as I was on the verge of losing my cool.

"I need some time alone," I said to them, and without hesitation I heard their footsteps as they made their way toward the door.

 

“You look very bothered and I'm not pleased." Charlotte murmured as she came to stand behind me, her hand leaving trails on my arms. 

"You're included as well, Charlotte, leave!" I growled but she didn't bulge, instead there was a seductive smile on her face. 

“When you're stressed, you need a good hot fuck and that's how your body calms. Let me help you, Alpha." She said and slowly moved to my front and got to her knees. 

I stared deep at her face and couldn't help but wonder why she didn't bear any semblance with Leila. Perhaps I would have readily agreed to fuck her anyhow she wanted. 

Fuck! My head was messed up right now, and filled with the thoughts of Leila, and my wolf wasn't helping. 

I thought of how Leila smelled, my wolf growled at that. Her soft plum body. How perfect she fitted in my arms, those full lips. 

Angrily, I growled, pounding at the frame of the shelf and heard the drinks in there shake, the glass cracking. But Charlotte didn't jump away, she was the longest sex partner I've ever had and recently I've realized how obsessive she had gradually become and I didn't intend to keep her any longer. But aside that, she had been one of my strongest ally and would do anything to please me. 

“You'll suck me like the whore you are, and you'll gulp down my cum and you'll thank me." I grated out and saw her giggle in excitement before nodding. 

My hand tightened on her hair, my gaze moving to her hands that were unbuckling my belt. 

“Desperate slut!" I hissed, watching her pull the waistband of my pants. 

She steadied my length with both her hands at my base, and after a couple of seconds of admiring my cock, she finally dipped down her head to pull my tip into her mouth.

I didn't let her adjust to my length before pushing her head down until my tip hit the back of her throat, and when she gagged.

Images of Leila appeared in my head and I fucking cursed, imagining Charlotte as her.“That’s it, baby. Keep that mouth open so I can fuck it,” I ordered and her eyes widened in surprise. 

I've never called Charlotte by a sweet name and I didn't intend to. I wasn't a romantic man. I was crude, and animalistic. I wondered how she would react on knowing that I was picturing another woman instead of her. I held her still with both my hands cupping her head, then I started thrusting my hips upward, fucking her mouth hard, hardening every second at the thought of Leila's mouth on me. 

Fuck! Just this last time and I'd get her out of my fucking system!

Whatever Leila was, was fucking dangerous.