SWEET SIREN

BLADE’S POV:

In a blink, Natalie bolted right from underneath me, quickly reaching out to shield herself under the sheets. But nothing could possibly hide either her or myself from my mother’s wrath.

Same as Natalie, I reached out to the sheets to cover up my huge erection that still ached to be back into my maid’s tight cunt, drilling away her sanity with each thrust.

But irritation surged into me when I saw the disapproving glare on my mum’s face and realized that that wasn’t going to be happening any time soon.

I knew exactly what was coming next.

“It’s barely 8am, Blade, and the first thing you do is bed your personal maid?” Her beautiful face, glowing with radiance beyond her age, was twisted into an angry scowl. 

She had raven black hair that was always tied into a neat bun and fierce blue eyes, which was evidence to the fact that she wasn’t an easy woman to crack. Her reign as former Luna of our pack was one that spoke of true power.

However, it wouldn’t be the first time - nor the last - that she’d be walking in on me having sex with Natalie. I’d never understand why she always made it such a big deal. I was the Alpha and I could do whatever the hell I wanted.

I rolled my eyes, moving closer to my pants and pulling them on. “Bed is a weird word, mum. People say fuck.”

“That is not the point!” She snapped. “When does this end? You’re the Alpha of our pack and it might shock you to know that you’re not getting any younger. This pattern of having a new woman in your bed every morning-”

“-is not healthy and would only hurt my wolf.” I completed for her. “I know, I’ve heard that one before. Can we just skip to the part where I apologize?”

“Blade!” Her glare doubled and lurking within the depths of her eyes was a flicker of disappointment. More than I wanted to admit, it pierced at me. “You’re not taking this seriously enough. You don’t take anything seriously.”

I sighed, leaning back on the pillar of my bed’s king sized canopy. My room was massive and as fit for the Alpha, it was decorated with exquisite furniture and designs. 

And although the large intricately designed fabric of the curtains were still drawn close, my elaborate chandelier illuminated the whole place, casting a golden twinkling glow over the room. 

“Mum… It’s just sex, and I’m a man with needs. Needs that Natalie, god bless your beautiful ass, is able to satisfy.” I sent my personal maid a quick wink, while she ducked further into the sheets, like she wanted nothing more than be invisible in that moment.

My actions directed my mum’s hard gaze to Natalie and she scowled even more. From the moment I’d picked the girl as my personal maid, I knew mum never liked her. 

Not one bit.

But then, mum had never been one to like any of the girls I loved to fuck. 

My mother squared her shoulders and looked back at me with a cold resolve forming in her eyes.

“Fine then. If you love Natalie so much and everything she has to offer, why not mark her as your mate?” 

That stilled me.

“What?” I spat out.

My mum met my gaze coldly and I knew in that moment that she wasn’t joking. That stirred my wolf, who was immediately repulsed by the idea of marking someone who wasn’t mine. 

“You heard me quite clearly, Blade. As it is, you’re an Alpha without a mate - a king without his queen is a laughable one. In a few months, you’d be turning 102 years, son, and you of all people knows exactly what that means for you if you don’t have a mate by then.”

I’d be dethroned. 

According to our pack’s traditions, an Alpha without his mate by the age of 102 years is a cursed one. It was seen as a sign given by the moon goddess that he was an abomination - an omen waiting to happen.

I was not an omen.

My spine straightened and for the first time since this conversation began, my jaws clenched bitterly. 

“I will not be marking Natalie as my mate, customs and traditions be damned.” I growled.

This time, my mum was the one who threw her hard back in a fit of mocking laughter, momentarily shocking me. Nothing about any of this was funny.

“Oh, really? And why is that? What happened to her ‘beautiful ass’ as you’d called it? This is not a decision for you to make. You either stop sleeping around with every maid in this pack and find your mate, or you’d be marking Natalie by the end of this week.”

My heart dropped two feet beneath me and I clenched my fists. “What? You can’t make me do that.”

“My decision is final.” She left no room for argument as she cast a final glance Natalie’s way and went out the same way she’d come in.

Within me, my wolf itched and stirred furiously, easily matching my own fury. What the hell? Natalie was a good fuck, but she wasn’t my mate. Being made to mark another as your mate was the real abomination as long as I was concerned. 

And how the fuck was I supposed to find my mate in a week?

Natalie finally came out of her hiding, gently moving over to me with a smile lighting up her features. Her fingers trailed up my arm and she attempted to give me a hug from behind.

“Maybe it’s not such a bad idea to have me as-”

I flung her away, feeling a crawling sensation from the spot she just had her fingers on. She landed with a thud on the bed, surprise flickering through her features.

“Get out of here.” I growled.

“But, Alpha…”

“Get out!”

In fear, Natalie picked up her clothes and scurried away, not even bothering to wear them before rushing into the hallway. 

My rage pent up by the second and my wolf scratched at my surface, aching painfully to be released. This whole dilemma with my mum frustrated me more than it should. Maybe because deep down I feared that I wouldn’t be able to find my mate. 

Believe me, I’ve searched. But for years, I couldn’t find the one woman who belonged to me. A part of me had already given up on the thought of mates and that was why I began sleeping around. Who needed a mate anyway when I could fuck any she-wolf I wanted?

Moments after then, I found myself jumping down through my window, onto the plush grass that surrounded my home and racing into the woods with an agility and speed that rivaled many. Vikril, my wolf, needed to be set free.

In seconds of finding myself in the vast woodlands filled with large canopy trees and plants, I crouched to the ground and let my body break and my bones crack as I shifted into my immensely powerful and strong black wolf, Vikril. 

He was twice the size of many wolves and stood tall enough to make an average heightened horse cower in fear. I howled fearlessly into the air and at the sound of my thunderous voice, birds took to flight and smaller creatures in the woods went into hiding.

The tremendous power of being Alpha would never get old.

With that, I took off into the forest, heading straight to my favourite part of the woods. Flowers and boulders and trees passed by me in a blur, and my mind craved the peace of mind that came with being one with the wind.

However, as I approached my destination, I picked up a new scent, one that I’d never perceived before from this territory. It was strong and held a certain allure that had Vikril almost spinning out of control. I was curious.

This new scent was followed by the voice of an angel, singing seductively into the morning air. Her rhythm was one that pulled at my heart’s strings and called out to a part of me I couldn’t quite place.

I needed to know who that was.

I followed the sound and transformed back to my human form, against my wolf’s whining. Stashed away by me were some clothes I’d placed for myself each time I’d go for a run, and I wasted not a second more in wearing them.

Cautiously walking closer, I saw a girl seated on a rock, lost in a world of her own as she sang her heart out into each perfect symphony. 

The music felt like a piece that my heart knew too well, a song that filled even the emptiest of places within me and I could swear by the goddess that in that second, this sweet siren had me captivated under her spell.