Chapter 9

Zelle’s POV

   I hate that he gets me so horny, I was all hot and bothered when he left my bedroom this morning and I had to masterbate in the shower to relieve the pressure in my core…thinking of those fangs on me and his glowing eyes penetrating my gaze got me off fast…maybe it’s the danger of him being a hybrid. Maybe it’s that little hint of kink. I’m not sure, but he gets me fired up so fast. 

   Teasing him at breakfast had been fun, but now I need to cool myself off before work and a second shower is in order to rid myself from the scent of my arousal…and a little more fantasizing about his hard cock and sharp fangs as I run a finger, make that two, between my folds and plunge them into myself, using the slickness to glide then over my aching clit in circular motion…it’ll do for now, but I don’t think I’ll truly be sated until his cock fills my pussy. What is happening to me? I’m no slut, but he has me wanting to do things…things I wouldn’t have ever imagined before.

     Seeing him on the training field is a treat… barking orders and being all dominant. Cole pulls the escalade out of the driveway and I bite my lower lip. Karl turns to me and says “I see that you saw something you liked on the field and I can take a guess what, or rather who?” he waggles his eyebrows and I flush bright red.

    “You may be my friend, but you have a job today” I deadpan. He laughs. “Okay, so you got me there, He is rather nice to look at but don’t think there is anything more to it than there is” I admit softly. 

   Karl chuckles more ,”You wouldn’t be the first to notice him, but you sure are the first to get his attention like that. I saw his eyes flick over to you more than once, Zelle!” He smirks over his shoulder,” our future Alpha and acting Alpha may just become a thing.”

    “A thing?” I scoff “How about, he’s hot and I have a pack to learn how to run and a psycho who wants me, so I have no time for a ‘thing’ . It's gonna have to be all or nothing if the hottie hybrid is even considering it.”

     “That’s Commander Hottie Hybrid you are talking about, the commander of your elite forces, Alpha” laughs Cole.

     “Please don’t repeat this conversation to anyone, either of you!” I shoot at them as we come up on our exit.

      “Is that a request or command?” they ask in unison. I see why they are mated.

“Does it really matter, boys?” I am your Alpha and I do not want this conversation to go beyond us. 

     “Yes, Alpha!” they say in unison.

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    The diner is busy and I hate to give Mel my 2 week’s notice, but I have to by the end of this shift. In less than 2 weeks I’ll officially be Alpha and working in the diner is not going to be feasible on top of my duties as Alpha of Wintertail. 

     “Mel, can I have a word? “ I ask at the door of the back office, between rushes.

“Sure, honey. Come on in and take a seat” she says and I sit opposite her and look up into her eyes. “You are moving on to bigger and better things aren’t you?”

    “What gave it away?” I ask in earnest.

“Well, the hunky guys dropping you off in the Escalade is a start, and the fact that you moved out of Toni’s apartment, assisted by an even more hunky guy who I may say, I heard was a bit more than just friendly with you and also driving an Escalade” She raises an eyebrow, daring me to counter any of it.

    “Yeah, I am expected to take over the family business. I tried to get away from it, if my father was still alive he wouldn’t want a girl running the business, but my brothers and the manager want me  to take charge of operations.” I say.

     “It figures that my best waitress is really a CEO. So, what kind of business, or can I know.” Mel asks.

    “It’s actually a conglomeration. I know we own a microbrewery and import business, I’m not sure of all the details but will be learning.” I shrug.

   “Well don’t be a stranger. I hate taking your notice, but I wish you all the luck in the world,” Mel says.

    “ Mel, just one thing. How did you know I moved out of Toni’s place and about Drake?” I ask as I stand in the door, looking back over my shoulder.

    “People talk, especially people with special interests in their favorite waitress…Actually, Vic stopped by Toni’s place yesterday to see if you wanted an extra shift. Your neighbor, Darie-something told her. Mr hunky has a name, then?” she snickers.

     “Darius, my ex-neighbor, Darius Troy. He is a good guy. I’m surprised he spoke to Vic. Of course, Drake has a name. You have met him, actually. When he and my brother were in here the other day” I smirk and get back to my tables. 

     The dinner rush comes along and I am beat by the time it slows down. I’m placing my final order before closing, my own guards…Cole and Karl, of course I can’t blame them, they have been stuck out here all day because Drake told them to stay close to me. I hand Vic the order and say “Sorry, Vic last order of the night!”

    Vic looks at me and smiles. “Sure thing, Alpha!” they drawl after checking to be sure no one else was nearby.

     “Vic! How? Where? You're not, are you?” I gawk at my friend and co-worker.

    “No, I’m not. I’m a Hybrid human…I’ll tell you about it sometime, but not now” They say, glancing around.

    “I’ll make sure you have my number, we’ll talk somewhere safe to do so openly” I reply, inclining my head slightly.

     “Oh, and tell your guards that your secret is safe with me. They can hear us, I am sure, but will believe it coming from you.” Vic nods towards my last table, where Cole and Karl are both looking towards the back. 

     The ride home was interesting. “So this cook? How much can we trust them?” Cole asked sternly.

   “Cole, Vic is a good friend and trustworthy. I will talk to them at the packhouse and will allow Drake to be present since he will most likely insist on it” I state firmly.

  “If Alpha Azalea trusts Vic, then we owe our Alpha our trust in her decisions, besides Zelle has always been a good judge of character except for when it comes to dating. I remember this human we met out clubbing when we were 15, he was a massive jerk” Karl pipes up.

    “Great, then I shouldn’t trust my attraction to Drake”I laugh.

“Girl, your attraction to Drake is something else entirely. If I know you, you have been fighting it. How long have you felt it?” Karl asks.

   “To be honest, I’m not really sure…there are these dreams…the night I ran. It was the first night I saw him in my dreams, we had seen him in the club that night. I guess that is when it started” I confess.

     “And the first time you masterbated to thoughts of him? The first time you melted into his touch? Have you let him touch you intimately, yet?” Karl cocks his brow as he looks over his shoulder at me.

     “Those are rather personal questions, don’t you think?”I balk at the bluntness with which Karl asks such things so openly.

     “I’m establishing a pattern here and I know you…if it’s good you fight it, if it’s bad you run to it…if it’s the bond you will give in eventually. You are unique, rare like your mother…I saw you in the woods the other morning, you might feel the bond earlier, but knowing you you’ll fight it until you can’t stand it” Karl says.

     “I didn’t know anyone saw me running the other morning. I still won’t answer your overly personal questions, but you may be on to something. He does smell good and tastes even better, sultry and sexy and dark…like everything about him” I calmly utter.

    “Tastes? Really? Dish, girl…What were you tasting?” Karl snickers.

    I roll my eyes, “none of your business, but his lips, mostly.” We pull up to the packhouse and I climb out. “I guess you guys get to go home now and we’ll see who Drake saddles with babysitting me tomorrow.”

     “That’ll be us again, unless he can follow you around” Cole states matter of factly.

    “Well then,  I will probably see you tomorrow” I sigh as I walk into the mostly dark packhouse.

     Drake isn’t in the office, so I go to the second floor and sniff out his room…he isn’t there either, but Zeke is in the hallway, returning from a late night Ice Cream gathering mission with a pint of rocky road in hand. He tells me Drake had gone for a walk after dinner, something about wanting to check something out. 

    I have a promise to fulfill so I follow his scent…I have walked this path many times before. I know where it leads, to the spring I used to go to whenever I couldn’t sleep. I haven’t been here in years. As I reach the top of the rise above the pool created by the spring I see him. He is sitting very still and staring into the pool but as soon as I start to descend he turns to me “It’s fed by an underground spring, I used to come here all the time. It was one of my secret places, like a world of my own where I could be whatever I wanted, whoever I wanted.”

    “It’s beautiful here!” He stands slowly, his eyes never leaving mine as I walk towards him. My feet know the way down without looking. I easily pick my way down, standing in front of him I stop. I lick my lips and swallow hard, reaching out to grab his hand.

     “I believe I had promised something this morning” I whisper as I step a little closer, my eyes never leaving his. 

     “You have no idea what you are asking for” he rasps.

“I didn’t ask” I breathe. “I told you that I would show you and I will.” I step closer, placing a hand on his hip and tiptoeing  up to brush my lips over his. His arms wrap around me and he deepens the kiss, pulling me tight against him…I feel his length harden against me and roll my hips instinctively. I feel a wave of heat rush to my core, my arousal soaking my panties.I know he smells it when I feel him throb against me. I tangle my hand in his curls, trying to pull myself impossibly closer, grinding myself against him in need. The heat of my desire is driving me and all common sense is gone…It’s just him and me and this carnal desire. His hand goes to my hair, pulling my head back with a tug as his lips go to my neck. His black eyes flicker with red as they meet my blue ones.

    “I suggest you back out now, before it’s too late. I will not be gentle with you , princess” He rasps. 

    “I don’t want gentle, Drake! I want you “I breathe.