Trevor:
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I stand at the entrance of the pack house with my little sister, Britney, as we await the arrival of my friend, Vince, and his sister, Valerie. My soon-to-be Luna.
An alliance that was agreed on two years ago, yet I keep postponing.
And I'm grateful Vince hasn't raised questions about it, even when Valerie proves to be impatient.
Then, that annoying, mouthwatering scent that has been tormenting me for the past three years hits my nostrils.
It's very faint, but as an alpha, my sense of smell is acute.
My nose flares as I find myself inhaling it, as Kai, my wolf, stirs restlessly.
He has been on edge for months that he couldn't sense his mate in Caroline.
He believes she's weak, and if not careful, she might die. But I give him the same response as always.
"They deserve it."
And that has created a rift between us; while he does his responsibilities as alpha, I've lost my best friend.
'Damn it. Why must it be her of all the she-wolves in this pack?'
I steal a glance at her, and she's engrossed in her task, carrying a bucket filled with water as she makes her way toward the old well.
What's intended to be a quick glance turns to minutes; I only look away from her at the sound of a car pulling to a stop.
I look over, and Vince steps out first, before Valerie, who is looking as dashing as ever. I smirk, meeting them halfway.
"Trevor." Vince grins as he hugs me. "Long time."
"Yeah, you could say that," I reply with a hint of sarcasm. "It's been… 13 days." He chuckles, nodding toward his sister, who was approaching us, and retorts,
"She made me believe it's been over a decade."
"Impatient much." I declare, and he nods.
"Trevor," Valerie says warmly, kissing me on the lips. I respond, looking at the slave for any reaction, but she doesn't even look our way.
Fine.
Three years, and she never acknowledged the mate bond.
'Such a heartless woman.' I thought, emotions rising within me, but I controlled them.
"I told you! Something happened to them three years ago!" Kai growls in my head, and I pull away from Valerie as she turns to Britney.
"Who is she?" Vince asks, licking his lips sensually. I follow his gaze, and he's looking at what's mine. I couldn't help the possessive growl that escaped my throat.
"Why?!" I throw back.
"She's sexy," he replies, and I smirk, tucking my hands into my pocket; the urge to punch him has never been so consuming.
Sexy.
Sexy, huh? She is mine!
'Fucking take your damn eyes off her!' I growl inwardly. My lips curl as my jaws clench.
"Stay away from her!" I gritted out.
"When have I ever listened to you, Trev?" he asks, patting me on the shoulder. "I'm thirsty. Do you have—" he begins, but I interrupt him.
"Not on my territory. I fucking thought you stopped taking blood."
"Water, Trevor. I need water. At least allow me to finish speaking." He mumbles playfully, and I scan his face for a long second, not buying his reply.
~~~
I thought I was over this morning's incident. After all, that wasn't the first time I had seen a man lusting after her. My warriors, as much as they showed hatred towards her, had been lusting after her, even my gamma.
I've heard them discussing her countless times and finally decided to warn them to stay away from her.
She was theirs to torture, but nothing more, and I promise them the worst pain if anyone does not adhere to my warning.
But Vince was an exception. He and I go way back. He saved me from a werebear decades ago, and we have become friends since then.
Our friendship only strengthened after the rogue attack, when he saved my sister's life with his blood.
I fucking owe him so much, and I promise to grant him two requests in return.
The first was me marrying his younger sister, who was head over heels in love with me. And also to form an alliance, which I haven't fulfilled in the past two years.
I'm an alpha, and I don't break my word, but it is clear I have.
I got worried, seeing how he has been invested in her, asking questions about her.
I told him she's Caroline, the traitor, expecting him to give up any wild ideas about her. But all he said was
"She has changed. She looks mature and beautiful. I want her."
Those three words have been on replay inside my head since then.
I don't want Caroline.
I never did. There once was an attraction, but it faded the day I couldn't save my parents from those vermin.
When I watched them getting torn limb by limb as I tried to fight the many rogues surrounding me. It was her thirst for power that led to that calamity.
She told me she wanted to be Luna, and I thought she wanted me. I was happy that whatever I felt towards her wasn't one-sided, but that was a misunderstanding on my part.
She never wanted to be my Luna; she wanted to be on top, to rule.
And that made me hate her. I wanted her to bleed. To suffer.
But after branding her with the mark of a traitor, the moon goddess chose that moment to let me know she was my mate.
But she never acknowledged it even then.
And that alone intensified my hatred toward her. She fucking didn't have a heart; she knew all along my feelings for her, and she used that to her advantage.
I hate her. I hate her with passion. So strong it sometimes hurts.
Yet, the thought of her in another man's arms, in his bed, just couldn't sit well with me.
Even if I'll allow another man to touch her, it will be after I've had my fill of her.
And after hours of pacing in my bedroom, I came to a decision.
I call the kitchen, asking them to prepare all the meals I know she used to love.
After the meal was brought in, it was past midnight. But I knew she was awake and knew where she would be.
I instructed one of the omegas who brought the meal to go fetch her.
~~~
Everything has been going as planned since she arrived. The way her eyes linger on my body for too long.
Her stomach growls, making me feel bad; I know they've been starving her. I see that as an invitation. I take her hand, and I expect a reaction from her when I feel the tingles.
But she doesn't move a muscle in acknowledgment and says,
"Please. Let me go, Alpha. I'm just a slave, and this may send the wrong ideas to others."
Anger surges within me as my grip around her tightens. I felt hurt. I didn't anticipate it. To feel hurt at her rejection. But I did. Kai too. He takes partial control. This is what he has been craving for three years.
But everything is going wrong.
She doesn't want to be in our presence. I look at her face and snarl, using my alpha command on her.
"I don't care, and stop being stubborn! Go and eat." She wanted to reject it. but I don't let her.
I love submission; I want my woman to submit to me, but something about the way she addresses me as "Alpha" rubs me the wrong way.
"Trevor!" I correct her. She walks to the table.
I watch as she begins to eat. I know she was famished, but I couldn't help it. I sit next to her and try to talk about the past.
But what did I expect from her? This wicked woman!
She tells me she doesn't remember.
"How could you not remember? What about those times I used to sneak you treats your mother forbade you from having?" I try to remind her, but she shakes her head.
She never cherished any of the memories we made together. She freaking forgot everything.
"Please, I'm full. If you don't mind, I need to return to my chores. I can't risk another punishment. Thank you so much." She says, and I know she didn't mean them.
She tries to escape, but I catch her.
"Stay. I want to spend some time with you." I fucking pleaded, my voice almost desperate.
But she rejects me, making me lose myself in anger for a moment. However, I won't deny something about her defiance was intriguing?
"I don't give a damn what you are! I insist!" I can't let her go; I grab and drag her towards the couch, and then I pull her onto my lap.
"Are you playing hard to get? I know you want this too," I say, not waiting for her reply, which I know won't be pleasant, and cup her face, claiming her soft, pink lips for a hungry kiss.
"Goddess," I grunt inwardly at the contact as Kai howls in satisfaction. I deepen the kiss, yearning for more as my hands begin to roam her neck, shoulders, and full breasts.
Just then I smell her alluring arousal.
'She was loosening up to me.' I thought so, but then her teeth clamped down on my lower lip.
It was painful, yet pleasurable.
But fury ignites within me. How could she? I open my mouth to speak, but she beats me to it, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"I didn't know the almighty alpha of the Crimson Shadow pack has an unusual kink of fucking slaves against their will. It makes me disgusted!"
Disgusted! I laugh inwardly.
She's repulsed by me? Guess I will have to show her who she belongs to. I'll fucking teach her how to submit!
I swiftly pin her against the wall and snarl.
"You are mine! Caroline. And if you want me to punish you and make you know who you belong to, I'm ready to teach you submission!"
I capture her lips once again, pressing my body into hers so that she knows exactly what she is doing to me. I'm so hard it fucking hurts.
I want to feel her, to be deep inside her, but she's crying. She kept crying. I can taste her tears.
"Why are you crying? Are you so unwilling to be with me?" I ask, feeling helpless.
But the next second she knees me in the crotch so hard it sends me to her feet.
"Caroline…!" I call after her, but she looks me dead in the eyes and tells me.
"I hate you." and left, like she was never here.
I gather myself and chase after her, but Valerie crosses my path dressed in sexy lingerie.
"Alpha," she purrs, stopping in front of me as her fingers begin to trace my chest, moving downwards. Her fingers were a few inches from the bulge in my pants when I seized her hand, stopping her advances.
"Go to bed. Valerie."
"But you're hard…" she points out, adding, "I can help you with—" I stop her.
"I know, Val. And that's my problem. Now go." I tell her and don't wait for her to leave when I go back to my room for a needed cold shower.
~~~
The next morning, I'm awakened by the sound of a knock on my door.
"What is it, Vince?" I ask, sniffing him. He pushed the door open and stepped in.
"I need clothes."
"Why?"
"I guess Valerie's luggage was too much; they forgot to add mine," he explains, and I raise a brow at him.
"You can go and get it; you're a freaking vampire. So why?"
"I just don't feel like going," he says, shrugging and walking into my closet. He returns all dressed, holding the bathrobe he was wearing earlier.
"Get your lazy ass out of bed. It's time for training." He beckons, and I roll my eyes.
"Fine."
~~~
A few minutes later, I walk out of my room, and I find myself sniffing the air for any sign of her. I wanted to see her. After what happened last night, I couldn't stop thinking about her.
I even dreamed about her.
Something about her fiestiness and her unwillingness to submit to me attracted me. She says she hates me.
Well, that makes two of us.
But I want to see her on her knees, with her neck tilted to me in submission…
She's mine!
Mine to taint.
Mine to ruin! And I can't wait.
I get a whiff of her sweet scent of rose and coffee when we are walking out toward the back door. She wants to sneak off but gives up when she sees me looking at her.
She's wearing a new dress, which accentuates her beautiful curves. Showing her slightly visible cleavage, she looked bold and confident with her head held high.
I know she isn't weak; she's a beta bloodline, after all. But I thought I'd succeeded in breaking her, but she just proved to me I failed badly.
However, what riles me is the way her eyes keep darting to Vince, yet she spares me no glance. I couldn't help releasing my pheromones to intimidate her; that way she'll look at me.
Of course she didn't.
I watch as she walks away hurriedly after greeting us. But then Vince disappears from my side, and I don't need a truth-sayer to tell me what he's up to.
And that causes rage to boil inside me.
She bumps into him, losing her balance, and he wraps his arms around her waist, dangerously close to her ass.
But then she fucking called him "mate," leaning into his arms.
"Vince!" I growl possessively as Kai takes partial control.