I walked back to where I had been sitting, pulling out my chair and arranging it on the table. Besides being an idiot, I felt humiliated, dirty and out of place.
“Okay, no touching anyone,” Anton whispered, raising his arms and seeming to want to keep even more distance from me. “We need to figure out how we’re going to resolve this situation. You’re mated, which makes you his wife and… the queen of the pack.”
God!
I pinched the bridge of my nose and closed my eyes, finding it hard to breathe. It was obvious that Fenrir was no ordinary alpha, but the leader of a pack. And that made my situation even worse because it made his life very important, and since mine was tied to his…
I was so screwed. I had just run away from one alpha, only to fall into the clutches of another. How the hell was I going to escape not only Fenrir, but his entire pack? They would never leave me alone, not with their alpha’s life intertwined with mine.
On one hand, I was being hunted for being a traitor, for having run away without the alpha’s consent. And on the other, for being linked to the leader.
How great.
“She’s nothing,” he hissed, looking at me with the same disgust I’d seen in his eyes before. “And she’ll never be anything.”
“So, what do you intend to do with her?” Alexandra asked, crossing her arms and looking a little dissatisfied with her friend’s attitude.
“She’s going to stay here, I can’t let her run away and end up dying. If she dies, I die. She’s too weak to walk around free and alone.”
I stared at him, blinking in boredom, as he poured out a myriad of insults against me.
I didn’t care what they thought of me. Their opinion didn’t matter. At some point, I would manage to escape and I prayed that I would never have to see any of them again.
“Are you… okay about this?” Alexandra asked, letting out a heavy sigh.
Fenrir’s eyes shone, reflecting a multitude of conflicting feelings, but the strongest of them, which emanated and I could feel, were of guilt and shame. There was something there. Something that suggested a past history.
He clenched his jaw.
“I have no choice. She is a fact and a burden that I will have to carry. I just want to find out the truth about her and try to understand what happened.”
Alexandra nodded.
“I know there is a way to end this, a ritual,” I said, speaking for the first time.
Although my pack was against mating, I had heard a story about a couple who went through the ritual. No one knew for sure what led them to try to break their blood vows, because neither of them came back to tell the truth. Still, there was a possibility, no matter how dangerous it was.
Anton and Andrei widened their eyes, as if they hadn’t expected to hear my voice so soon, and Alexandra stood still. Fenrir laughed out loud, crossing his arms and turning to me.
She really does talk
—
– Andrei scoffed.
–
If you’re so knowledgeable about the subject, you must also know that it’s extremely dangerous
“She talks too much,” Fenrir replied, arching an eyebrow. and, most of the time, leads to the death of the couple.
I gave him a bored look.
“Death is a much better option than being tied to you.”
He hissed.
“If you haven’t noticed yet, I have an entire pack that depends on me.”
The three heads turned in our direction, as they watched us in silence.
“And if you haven’t noticed yet, it’s not my problem.”
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7
He stepped away from the counter and advanced towards me, dominated by the explosive temper he possessed.
“You won’t die, Savannah, because neither will I. So, whatever you’re planning, get it out of your head or you’ll suffer the consequences.”
Didn’t he want to set me free or give me the only chance I had to make it happen?
“Couples don’t always die,” I insisted.
“Not always, but the vast majority, if they don’t know how to listen properly.
“Still, it’s a hypothesis.
He clenched his hands into fists, completely losing patience with me.
“Which is out of the question
–
he retorted.
Just because he didn’t want to, didn’t mean I would let the possibility go. I wouldn’t be his prisoner, spending the rest of my life being humiliated and mistreated.
Something twisted inside me. I shifted in my chair, restless.
“So your plan is to keep her locked up? – Andrei asked, sounding confused.
“The pack will smell her on you, they’ll soon realize you’re mated – Anton added.
* I don’t plan on lying to anyone. They’ll know I mated, but not under what circumstances. They need to know, so they can protect her, just as they would protect me, since our lives are linked.
And she’ll live as your wife?
“She’ll never be my wife
–
he growled. She’ll be the wolf I mated with. Just.
“What if I’m pregnant?” I asked.
He laughed.
“Believe me, little wolf, there’s no way I’m pregnant.” I raised an eyebrow.
–
I thought for a second.
–
But
“As far as I know, omegas get pregnant in heat. I’m in heat and you released your knot by ejaculating in my I enter myself. my wolf didn’t open the womb, so that could be a good sign. – I turned to him. – Anyway, unless the means of reproduction is different in your pack, this is quite possible that it happened.
He blinked, seeming surprised by the information.
It wasn’t often that a wolf tied a knot with an omega, nor that an omega opened the womb for him. That was a part that belonged much more to our wild nature, to our animals, although sometimes it was our choice. But, in this specific case, Fenrir’s wolf found me worthy of a knot, but my wolf didn’t find him worthy of opening the womb. Not yet.
You’re not pregnant – he reaffirmed. I gave him a sideways look. He snorted and added: “I can’t get anyone pregnant,” he confessed, and although he tried to sound indifferent, I could feel his feelings and knew that, deep down, it wasn’t really indifference that he had on the subject. He cared about it, even if he didn’t want to.
A sterile wolf. That was the first time I had heard that. Omegas had a heat period precisely to ensure the continuity of our species, just as other alphas and omegas reacted to our period so they could impregnate us.
“So she’s going to walk around like her mated wolf and… did it work?” Anton probed, not convinced about the matter.
“Exactly,” Fenrir agreed.
“And do you think that will work?” Andrei replied.
“Yes.”
Alexandra, Andrei and Anton looked at each other, not really believing that Fenrir’s plan would work.
A wave of heat hit me. I pressed my lips together, swallowing a sigh. I rubbed my hand over the back of my neck, feeling the beads of sweat covering my skin.
7
I was still in heat and it was obvious that it would happen again. My body would beg for more until my period ended.
I pressed my thighs together under the table and clenched my hands into fists. Fenrir had his back to me, but I noticed when his muscles tensed and he lifted his face, taking a deep breath.
“She’s still in heat,” Alexandra commented.
Wow, that’s great, they could all smell me and knew that I was wet and ready to be fucked again. I could add that to another item on the endless list of humiliations that night.
“I’m not affected by her,” Anton commented, flaring his nostrils, a crease in the middle of his forehead.
“Neither am I, Andrei said, sniffing the air.
Fenrir walked with measured steps, stopping beside me.
“They’re not affected because she’s mated now.” – Alexandra looked at Fenrir, analyzing him thoroughly. – what she’s giving off… – she murmured, pointing with her chin in the direction of the alpha.
–
And I suggest you stop talking or trying to smell
He was leaning towards me, the gold dominating the tone of his eyes.
“How many days will she stay like this?” he asked in a hoarse voice. He grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the chair.
“Seven, maybe less. It depends on how willing you are to satisfy her during the cycle.”
He groaned. And it wasn’t of pleasure, but of disgust. And it hit a place deep in my chest, more precisely my pride.
“Get her the herbal pills.”
Alexandra nodded and pushed Anton and Andrei by the shoulder, towards the door.
“Let’s get out of here, before he loses control completely.” – She pointed at the alpha. – Put her in a separate room tonight, or you’ll start fucking and won’t stop,” she instructed.
Fenrir didn’t say anything or move until he heard the front door slam. He pulled me up the stairs, as gently as the first time he did it, that is, like a savage.
As soon as we reached the last step, he turned left into the hallway, dragging my body towards one of the doors. Another wave of heat hit me, making me shiver. He responded by growling low, as if he was about to lose control again.
“Keep those legs closed,” he growled.
“It’s not like I can do that while I’m being pulled around.”
We stopped in front of one of the doors when the sensation took hold of me again. In an abrupt movement, he put my back against the wall, making me hit my head against it, and came on top of me, smelling me.
He placed one hand on the surface next to my face and brought the other between my legs, spreading them. I was only wearing a dress, no panties, completely naked underneath.
He touched my pussy with his fingertips, sliding them all over it. I held on to his shoulders and moaned, opening myself wider. His movements were not delicate, they were rough and fast. He touched my swollen clitoris, massaging it from side to side. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the wave of pleasure expand. “Fenrir…” I breathed his name. The hand that was beside me, on the wall, forced the back of my neck, squeezing me and forcing me to open my eyes to look at him. The blue and silver had given way to gold, as he fought against his animal side.
