CHAPTER 3

Natalia's Pov

"Say my name." He whispered in my ears.

"mmhmm...Seb...Sebastián" 

"Louder!" He said, pushing his fingers deeper inside me and curling them.

"Fu*k...Sebastián!" 

 "Good girl." 

He stops using his hands and I look up immediately, confused and hungry for more action. He drags my legs forward peering underneath my red lingerie, he gives me a cheeky smile and licks his lips. This makes me even more aroused and I rub my legs together to relieve my need. With one hand he takes off lingerie still smiling.. 

He doesn't do anything for some seconds, he just keeps staring at my completely naked body in what looks like admiration I can see in his eyes and suddenly my lust and want is replaced with shame as I realise I am the only one completely naked whilst he still has his pants on. 

I am so shy now and I try to close my legs which he kept wide open from his intense gaze but he growled loudly in displeasure and held my legs in place. "Don't you dare hide your beautiful self from me ever again!...you're fucking perfect and I want keep basking in your glory." He said with no trance of smile on his handsome face.

"Now leave those beautiful legs wide open for my lips". I open them widely now, dragging him down to the bed. I can't wait any more for him to be done admiring me, I begin unbuckling his belt, his hands are on my breast kneading them aggressively, he soon replaces his hands with his mouth sucking and biting them, making my eyes mentally roll to the back in pleasure.

He suddenly pins my hands upwards before I can unbuckle his belt completely. Kissing me roughly, our lips fighting for domination. His lips are soft and full just as I like them to be. 

"Pls...Pls..." I said, my her eyes slightly close.

"Please what princess?...what should I do to you...say it. He asked, whilst using one of his finger to shift my panties, the tip of his tongue finding its way to my clitoris rolling his tongue there, sucking me slowly.

"aaaahh..mmm...fast...faster...suck me faster seb...take me please!". He gives me his signature smile at my  confession. He swiftly pull down his shorts and my legs quiver in anticipation...

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"Alpha Natalia. Alpha! we have arrived." I am suddenly woken up, and I immediately try to get up with a jerk hitting my head on the car's window whilst my droll is still all around my face. My brain doesn't yet register where I'm at and I'm confused on how I got here when I was just in that perv's bed having the best experience of my miserable life. 

I cannot believe all that was a dream and I had it in the damn car of all places. I clean my face in annoyance, 

Why can't I just have a peaceful sleep without that pervert or my parents ruining it for me. Whilst my parents are constantly making wrong decisions for my life and our pack...the pervert will not let me think of anything else other than him, making me constantly aroused which keeps dragging unnecessary attention to me.

          I won't deny the fact that I want to see him again.

From the first day I saw him, he had evoked different reactions from me that no had ever been able to. I felt different levels of curiosity, disbelief, lust and obsession. I've never felt this much connection to any other male before, never once gave a tiny bit of my attention to all the Alpha's my father kept matching me with. But with this stranger I barely even know the feeling was just natural, I can't seem to whip my head around it.

The first time we met was purely coincidental, I sneaked out from my pack to the Bloodmoon Pack to take a bath in their beautiful lake which somehow always relieved all my stress. I sneak in there most nights to just take a break from the pressure and hatred my pack had for me and for my family. 

It's overwhelming and sad sometimes when you're not loved anywhere, people just smile and act like they love you and want to be around you when it was all fake, it was always only about their personal interests. No one genuinely liked me and I didn't have a single friend. I always had to look stoic and strict so their side talks and the disgusted face they made whenever I passed would not get to me.

I had already trained myself from a young age to be strong mentally and physically, to completely ignore and give no attention to anything that would distort my mental health.

          Except the pervert of-course, I had no power over his constant intrusion in my mind.

The second time I went there was just so I could see him. I couldn't get over everything about him, he plagued by dreams morning and night leaving me wet and restless with desires I could not comprehend, I just had to go there again whilst praying he would be waiting for me and he was also as restless as I was. He was the only person that treated me genuinely. 

And I know it's selfish to be getting close to him after everything my father has done to him and his pack, but I still can't help it. I love the attention and the feeling of wanting someone that wants you back. I'll just keep being selfish for a little more time, and then I'll let him go. 

I get down from the car, upset at the useless goons for waking me up. I flash them my signature death stare and they visibly flinch, recoiling within them.

"Natie! Natie!" My cousin Kathrine called out, whist running to me.

"Katie! I run to her and give her a big bare hug. I really missed her a lot, she was the only person that understood me and genuinely loved me. We have always been inseparable right from when we're still pups. Her mum and mine were sisters. I loved her dearly and I was always ready to beat-up anyone that made her shed a even single tear. 

"I missed you so much Nat, I'm so glad your parents let you come visit." She said squeaking  happily. I'm laughing very hard as we keep bouncing each other around joyfully, I'm only truly happy when I'm with Katrina.

"Come on! let's go in, my mum made porridge and her famous peach pie" Katherine said dragging me inside, she suddenly stops dragging me, arranges her hair and turns around...

"Hi Daniel, fancy seeing you here?" she asked him, whilst giggling. 

Daniel was one of my trusted guards, Kathrine has had a huge crush for, since we were kids. The poor guy looks around nervously refusing to make eye contact with her but he eventually focuses his attention on the ground, not knowing what to reply to her. I can't help but laugh at how my cousin had not changed a bit even after two years, she was still a big flirt.

I adored my aunt and her husband, they loved Kathie and cared alot about her feelings better than my parents could ever. I wish I could stay longer here or just live here with them but my father gave me his permission to stay for only two days. 

The only thing I hated about this place was the fact that it was the Whitefang pack. The pack of the evil man and his arrogant son. Alpha Seiko and Alpha Grey, the dreaded and most brutal Alphas of the Whitefang Pack, they were the ones behind all the invasions in every other pack in the south, recruiting and manipulating other Alphas to join their movement as partners to overtake and seize control from the other packs they saw as threats and packs that refuted their ideology. 

They were so twisted to the point that even the Alphas they referred to as their partners whom they had manipulated in order to make use of their manpower and resources for the invasions, were totally casted and deposed when they had no more use for them becoming ceremonial heads who could not make decisions in their packs without having to consult with Alpha Seiko and his son Grey for approval, because of how much wealth, resources and affluence they had amassed over the years.

I've met Alpha Grey a couple of times in our Pack house and even though I despise everything having to do with him, his father and Whitefang Pack, except for my cousin Katherine and her family. I can't denial the fact that the guy is hot, with a very dark aura surrounding him making him annoyingly attractive. 

His not as handsome as my perv though...Damn!...now I'm even calling him:"mine."

I have never paid attention to the father and son duo whenever they came to our pack to see my father for one crazy thing or the other, but the few times I tried to subtlety analyze him, I noticed he was actually a really beautiful man with almost perfect facial features, and he also never talked more than a word or two during dinner, unlike his very loud father who loved to be the center of attention everytime.

He also seemed very reserved and shy, as whenever our eyes would randomly meet for few seconds, his cheeks would have a faint red blush, before they would immediately vanish and automatically be replaced by his usual stoic look.