The Alpha's Mate And Baby Mama

Ava.

Alpha Darwin grasped my legs and yanked me closer so that I half laid down on the sofa, the side window supporting my head. I bit my bottom lip as I watched him strandle my legs across his neck. He leant down, biting softly on my chin and I gulped down, unable to resist.

"You're so tight." He said, taking his finger out before a session even began and I sighed. 

It has always been that way_ with Jared, Zayn and the rest of them. How surprising it was that the only girl rebel was still a virgin and no one dared to do anything with me the moment I tell them I'd never done it. 

Alpha Darwin kissed my lips and moved back, resuming his former posture. "We've arrived at YellBloodOwl." He told me, doing so well to get rid of my embarrassment in the moment and I sat up immediately. I arranged my dress, eager to see the view but alas, the windows were rolled up and tinted. Not very clear. 

I turned to face him, hopefully wishing that he'll grant me this first wish of mine, "Can I see the streets, Alpha?" I raised my brow, unable to hide my excitement. 

I had spent all my life in the fields and tiny streets of Oakley Backwoods, exploring every corner in the closes; every alley and all the hideous tunnels, and I've never stepped my feet on a foreign soil.  

"Hmm, no." He rejected firmly, "Sorry, but I don't just agree to the requests of my subjects without any reason."

Oh, subject? How wonderful! 

I'm nothing but a subject to him? So arrogant. If anyone ever deserved to be pummeled by Jared's fists, it should be no one but him. 

Depressed into soberness, I shook my head and lowered my head to whisper in his ear, "Do you also assault your subjects in a limo without their permission, Mr. Darwin?" I teased, images from minutes ago flashing in my mind and I leaned in, taking the devil's dare. I kissed his eartip, softly biting down to his earlobe and sucking on the soft thing.

Alpha Darwin inhaled sharply and pulled me by my waist so that I ended up on his thighs. He held my chin with his other hand, his gray eyes roaming my face with an expression that did not seem to really exist. His thumb grazed my face, caressing my under lid and nose.

A thin smile appeared on his lips,

"Only my subjects call me Alpha. To my wife or anyone important, I am just Darwin and no, I've only pleased you."

He didn't! All he did was set a fire in me but didn't even have it ablaze before quenching it. He started but did not dare to finish. 

He chuckled and coiled some strands of my short hair around his finger, "We'll still have our wedding night if everything goes well. Your first time won't be so cheap, I promise you." 

We had just met a few hours ago and he already promised me quite a deal: everything and...um, a special wedding night. 

How special can sex between two strangers be?

But that mouth, that tongue and that lips had a way to pique my interest and make me curious to know what would come out of them the next second... or what else they could do to me rather than talking. Maybe capture my soul in their enthralldom of pleasure. 

I nodded after giving it a thought and took his hand away from me.

"I want to see, Darwin." I told him and moved back into my seat, leaving a proper distance between us. The windows wound down afterwards and hence, the beautiful town of a foreign pack came into view. 

YellBloodOwl was indeed several times better than Oakley Backwoods. There were beautiful castles and tall buildings; clean streets and healthy trees; fine weather and beautiful gardens; the lovely pets and the active werewolves in the hoods. Even the bars looked sophisticated and there wasn't an abandoned building or a dirty studio. 

"It's beautiful!" I exclaimed in admiration, loving the environment already. And I'd noticed the escorts had left us already since we arrived at YellBloodOwl. I immediately reached for my phone and took multiple snaps of the wonderful streets. I forwarded all to Zayn, leaving a message also. 

'It is beautiful here, Zayn. Tell the boys, I don't think I'll get maltreated here.' I refrained from typing how much I'll miss them and sent it to him. I shut down my phone after that and tucked it back into my pocket. 

But if I do get maltreated, I'm sure I'll do all it takes to escape. 

"After the ceremony, you're free to put everything under your name." Alpha Darwin said behind me.

How cheesy! Do I look like I'm that greedy to him?

I shook my head disapprovingly and sighed aloud, "I just want a marriage where we can both have our peace."

As if it was possible!

I exhaled and moved away from the windows, resting back on the sofa to take a break before we reach the palace. I also needed to think about the marriage_ if I really wish to go ahead with this dramatic event or not. Maybe it wasn't as bad as I imagined. I, an ordinary wolfless rebel, is going to be crowned Luna of a powerful pack in just a while. I am going to be given a hot and irresistible demon as my husband. He could also help me get back at Luna Alexa, Marilyn, Celia and Beta Marshall.

Forget about revenge, maybe I want to play this game with Oakley, see where it lands us and I wouldn't give up on the special wedding night. 

"Being Luna comes with a lot of responsibility and troubles. After this, if there's anything you can't understand, you can always come to me and don't rush into deciding things." 

Yes, I'd like to see how much more troublesome it can be than my rebellious life. 

"Alright."

We reached our destination soon and the door automatically opened. Alpha Darwin stepped out before me, and waited to take my hand. He helped me out of the limousine and pulled me closer, holding my waist.

He tilted his head downwards and whispered into my ear, "I have to see to some things now. Livia would take you to get ready."

Hmm. He wasn't running away right after I said yes, right? I couldn't help but feel insecure.

I nodded reluctantly and turned to look at the mass welcoming us home, some smiling widely and others frowning. I could tell they were mostly staff and high class members of YellBloodOwl who had come to see their new Luna to-be.

A lady came forward to us, followed by two others who seemed like her escorts. 

"Welcome home, your majesty." She bowed and greeted him with all smiles, deliberately choosing to ignore me or not finding my presence any interesting to attract her attention. Either way, she was rude.

"Livia, I'll burden you to take care of her. Okay?" He sounded too polite to be talking to an ordinary subject or his member but it was fine. I still had all the time to find out how things were done here, and who Livia is exactly. 

"I will." She took a quick glance at me and turned back to him, bowing again. 

"I am Olivia." She properly introduced after he left us but it didn't seem like she wanted to exchange all the nice words there were. She spun around on her heels immediately and marched away, obviously expecting me to run after her. 

Really?

I shook my head and followed her, becoming more impatient and frustrated with her than she must've thought she was. We walked into a building, an apartment precisely and one of her escorts closed the door after me. 

Olivia walked over to the single sofa and sat down, crossing her legs before settling her gaze upon me once again. It almost felt like she was peeling my skin off with her penetrating look. Indignant, I mean. 

"Esther, get her the clothes and shoes. We have only fifteen minutes to get there." She finally said but did not look away. She surely had something to do with her attitude, how very professional for her to be polite towards the Alpha and treat his Luna as trash. 

After the two escorts had left us to run errands for her, I crossed my arms and walked over. I sat on the couch opposite her and waited to see if she was going to say anything. But when all she did was gawk, I decided to initiate the conversation. If there is anything I'll never allow, it is for a stranger to trample on my person for no reason. 

"It doesn't matter if you like me or not, Livia. By tomorrow, I'll become your Luna and you'll have to give me that respect no matter what. Do you understand?" Of course, it did matter. I am new here; can't tell what rules there are and won't appreciate being provoked on my first day. 

Livia eyed me without saying anything, her dark eyes raking my figure for the fifth time before she finally looked away. She took her bottom lip in and exhaled loudly, only to turn to look at me once again. 

"He did not tell you, did he?" She began with a query. 

"You're pretty lucky. Alpha Darwin didn't tell you he has a mate, did he?"

And she is his mate?

Livia stood up and crossed over the room to the exit, "I am Olivia, the Alpha's mate and baby mama. Welcome to the pack."  My breath hitched as she walked out. It felt like being struck by a lightning bolt and for once, my head hurt immensely. 

Darwin has a baby and a mate? Then what the hell am I doing as his bride?! Or she could be lying...the whole thing just didn't add up to her lie. It was too senseless to be true. 

I am already here now and there's no turning back. In the next minutes, I will be crowned Luna and hence, Zayn would be put out of trouble of being punished. If there's any reason worthy enough as to why I'm still going ahead with this marriage, then it is to keep his life. 

I zipped the dress up and glanced once more at the mirror. I had chosen the shortest one out of all five and it had a thin material that hugged my curves. But it was beautiful, I especially liked the petal designs and sequins trailing the waistline. Yet, it felt strange. I loved baggy clothes and never liked to wear proper dresses. It was Celia's thing and I couldn't be bothered about it. I tucked my hair behind my ear to make sure it covered the huge tattoo there. After another glance, I walked out of the bathroom to meet the two escorts who had been waiting all along. We left the apartment and I was taken to another building in the palace. One glance and I could tell it was the palace courtyard where the king usually celebrated with the other higher-ups. It was thrice the size of Oakley Backwoods palace courtyard and the gigantic throne was even more elegant than Edward Sykes'. Of course, I wouldn't dare to say it was beautiful. It was the perfect mix of an heavenly setting surrounded by a dreadful aura. 

As I walked into the room, I was welcomed, not just with the flute's notes, but curious stares and fiery glares from the corners of the room.

Across the room, Darwin looked down on me from his giant throne, his gaze dark as usual and his face devoid of any expression whatsoever. He wore teal royal apparel over a black shirt dress. Sitting there on the most mighty throne, wearing a crown that was made purely of gold and a face that didn't look like it ever learned to smile, he most certainly could be mistaken for a demon god. Or perhaps, he was one. The marriage priest led me further into the room until we reached where the carpet stopped before the throne, and he turned to face me, his eyes sending a message I immediately understood. Two weeks ago, when it was suggested that I might be getting married soon, dad had made me attend about four marriages at home just to see the procedure and he even employed someone to summarize everything about a good marriage and a dutiful wife to me. 

I immediately went on my knees and bowed my head, awaiting my so-called husband to come and take my hand, and feed me from his cup. 

"What are you wearing, Ayla?" I heard his hushed hoarse voice as he held my shoulders and helped me stand on my feet.

His gray eyes gazed at me questioningly, his lips twitching downwards and it appeared that he was really upset. The priest's assistant put on a shawl that matched his apparel around my neck and Darwin proceeded to wrap it properly. His action was brief and almost too quickly, as though he couldn't wait to get done with the process and leave the event already. Or perhaps, he was really mad at my choice of outfit. 

The priest assistant handed him the wedding bracelet to wear around my wrist which he also did quickly without sparing me a look. He really could be impossible when mad?

I bit my bottom lip and took his hand before the priest went on. I stepped closer, ridding the distance between us so that our bodies touched each other, my head resting on his chest.

I whispered lowly, under my breath knowing quite well that he would hear, "I can't wait to kiss you after this, Darwin, and take you to my bed too." I glanced up at him and managed to pull off an innocent smile.

I retracted my gaze and retrieved my hand, moving back from him but Darwin stopped me before I could turn to the priest. 

His large hand clamped on my waist, pulling me back to himself and his other hand held my chin upwards, forcing me to look back at him. His gaze was fierce and fearful, flickering with visible rage. His gray eyes burned intensely into mine as he glared at me.

"Why is your dress so short and tight? Why? Your curves are out and exposed, and your legs too..." He growled carpingly as his grip tightened on my chin at an alarming rate.

It was really painful but he did not care as he glared back at me, demanding an answer. I gritted my teeth and hissed as the pain increased. 

This man was really a bastard branding himself as a charming prince. He wouldn't marry his mate nor take responsibility for his child but cause pain to his newly wedded bride before their marriage ceremony is even about to end.

"Please..."