VALERIE'S POV
"Well, I was thinking about something and didn't know how to bring this up," Mr. Alpha said after we entered my apartment and had a cup of coffee, and I looked at him seriously.
What could he be thinking about? Has he started suspecting me or something? I mean, I am not exactly hiding it properly like I used to. Maybe he sensed something in the club while he was performing that activity.
My fangs had indeed retreated after some time, but that little time when they appeared was more than enough to give someone doubt, not to mention how Mr. Alpha had looked up at the same time when my fangs had started to grow, and I had to shut my mouth, biting my lips to draw some blood and distract him.
Is it about that? If that's the case, I would have to run away from here first thing in the morning.
As much as I hate to agree and come to terms with it, I have started to like it here. This is the first time I am feeling so much attraction to an Alpha or just any werewolf after Damian. The second one was Logan, but he was way out of my criteria for having a sexual relationship.
'God, damn it, Valerie. Can you stop overthinking? You are giving me a headache. At least let the guy finish speaking,' Adele said, and I thinned my lips apologetically.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, much calm but still wary of his words.
"Well, I heard what happened with you in the previous packs, while you were a rogue. I was wondering why don't you join my pack. You have started loving things here, and don't try to deny it because I have observed it myself," The alpha paused.
"Why don't you just settle down here? As much as my pack sounds scary, the people are good, and once they consider you a part of the pack, they will have your back all the time," Alpha said, but honestly, I didn't hear past his first sentence.
Join the pack? It's easier said than done. The reason I can't join any pack is that if they came to know about my curse fate, the same things that happened in my previous pack would continue here too, and jeopardizing what I have is the last thing on my mind.
"You are not saying anything. Do you not like the idea?" The alpha looked at me warily with a hint of hope, and I felt bad to let him down like this.
He has been anything but good to me since we met, and here I am -
Wait. Is it because we had a moment, and he thinks I am ready to be his pack member? Can I really trust an alpha after what all those alphas did to me? They pretend to be good in the beginning, but I have seen how they change their colors afterward, no?
Mr. Alpha has been anything but good to me, but can I really trust this kind of good? What is his catch in getting a rogue as his pack member? Is he doing this because I am easy and -
'Hold your horses, Valerie. I seriously think you are thinking too much into this. Just deny it if you aren't comfortable. Why are you jeopardizing your feelings for him or his feelings for you?' Adele knocked some senses into my head, and I sighed.
"It's okay if you are not comfortable with me yet. I know, as a rogue who has suffered under the alphas, it must be hard to believe another alpha just like that," Mr. Alpha turned to me as if reading my mind, and I looked at him, not saying anything.
"Look, I get it. As much as I tell you I am not like those people and won't try to hurt you deliberately until you betray me, this trust will come to you itself. No one can force this on you. Don’t worry. I will be waiting on the other end with my offer with open arms. I think you are great, and I can entertain more people like you in my pack who will make it powerful, apart from my personal motive," Mr. Alpha cupped my cheeks.
"Thank you for understanding my point of view without me saying it and getting awkward about it, Mr. Alpha," I smiled, and he nodded before kissing my forehead.
"Wait, what did you call me?" He looked at me amused, and I scrunched my brows.
"Mr. Alpha?" I asked, confused.
"Haha, why would you call me that? It's like you -" he paused before widening his eyes.
"You don't know my name?" Mr. Alpha asked, and I looked away, not wanting to be caught.
"Oh my god, are you for real, Valerie?" He grabbed my shoulders, forcing me to look at him, and I coughed in embarrassment.
"You are the heights of obliviousness. How many times have we interacted? How did the council's son not tell you about it?" He looked at me as if he was looking at some antique things, and I don't know if I exactly liked this gaze at a time like this.
"Now I know why you never called me by my name. Now that I think about it, you never called me anything," he looked at me, and heat rose to my cheeks.
"Call my name, Valerie," his eyes immediately turned sensual, and I looked into his deep gray eyes that wanted nothing but attention.
Honestly, if looking at him like this was a sin, I swear I was beating Satan at it.
He crawled closer to me, leaning over me on the couch, and I leaned back, unsure what he was trying to do as my eyes never left his sexy ones.
"Ambrose," He whispered into my ears, his hot breath fanning my neck, and I controlled the strong urge to moan under him.
"Call my name, sunshine," he kissed my earlobe, making my chest heave up and down, and I gulped as my heartbeat picked its pace.
"Ambrose," I whispered, and he immediately placed his lips on my neck, making me arch my back as his hand traveled to my abdomen, touching my naked skin as my top rose slightly because of our bodies rubbing together.
"F*ck, Valerie. If I knew this was how my name was going to sound from your mouth and why you weren't using it, I would've told you this sooner to make you scream my name when I was eating you," Ambrose whispered, his mouth still touching my collarbone as he dipped down and I bit my lips.
"Alpha, you were on the security rounds," I reminded him as I felt the same wetness I had felt in the club seeping through my vagina again, wanting nothing but his attention, his delicious mouth and talented tongue lapping into my juices to make me those same foreign things that I had felt for the first time.
"You have no idea what your arousal does to me. To know that I am the one making you this aroused turns me on to a level that it's hard to explain," Ambrose said, and I blushed scarlet under him, knowing I have no control over my feelings and body.
It is as if whenever he is around, my body grows a mind of its own. The mind that turns a slave to his touches.
"Alpha, the security rounds -" I tried again, and he put his finger on my lips.
"F*ck, security rounds, sunshine. I think this thing here needs more attention," Ambrose's hand traveled further down into my shorts, and I looked into his gray-stormy eyes that screamed 'Mine' to me.
It was as if no words were needed. His gaze was enough to hold me captive.
"Are you a womanizer? How are you so good at this?" I couldn't control my mouth, and he smirked before kissing the top of my left breast from over my top.
"Are you indirectly telling me you like what I do to you? And to answer your question, no, I am not a womanizer. You are the second woman in my life. My mate died before I could even kiss her," Ambrose said, and for some unknown reason, I felt a pang of jealousy when he said he wanted to kiss his mate.
As much as it sounds funny, I feel it, and I know I am in the wrong for getting possessive of a person who is not even mine.
"Nothing happened between us. However, she was still a part of me. She died before I could claim her. I won't lie to you. I have been waiting for my second chance mate to arrive for years, and I was losing hope of having to find someone until I saw you in the coffee shop. You are not my second chance mate. I know that, but damn, I would trade anything for you," Ambrose answered.
I could see the honesty in his eyes, and I wished I could be this honest with him about my life. I wished I could tell him I was cursed, and it was a major reason I had been running away from things and people before they found my secret.
"Don't be so sure of me, alpha," I said before I could control my mouth, and Ambrose smiled, a smile that was suddenly too dark to understand.
"I get what I want, Valerie. Even if you run away from me, I will ensure you run toward me in the end. You might call this obsession, but once I get my eyes on something, I get it. I have been possessive of my things, and to say you are a living human that my wolf approves. There is no way in the world I am letting you go," Ambrose said, his gaze fixated on me, and I gulped at the seriousness in his voice.
This was the first time I was seeing him like this, and as terrifying as it was, I was afraid I was more turned on by him.
This kind of authority and obsession is what I have desired my whole life.
"Now, if you allow me," Ambrose leaned and placed his lips on mine, taking my breath away.
I closed my eyes as his hand roamed my body slowly, undoing my buttons and taking off my clothes slowly.
"You have no idea how beautiful you are," Ambrose whispered, kissing every inch of my skin he was undressing and revealing.
"So are your eyes," I whispered, and he paused, looking back into my eyes as I roamed my fingers over his chest.
"What are you doing? Don’t touch me like this and make me so aroused that it becomes unbearable," Ambrose placed his head on my collarbone, breathing heavily, and I was happy to see my little touch had this much effect on him. I liked how I was the one making him breathe heavily like this.
"One day, I am going to take you so hard and make you mine," He slid his hand under my neck before sighing and kissing the tip of my nose.
"I won't do anything anymore. I need to learn to control, or I will get mad for you. If I start getting what I want every time, I will come barging through your door every time I think about you and want to taste you," Ambrose placed his forehead on mine, and I took a deep breath before smirking.
"And if this is what I want too?" I asked, and I could feel him taking in a sharp breath before he looked at me, a storm brewing in his eyes.
"Don't say things like that, Valerie. I don't want to rush anything. I can't screw this up. Even though I am dying to make love to you, I want to do it the right way because I can't afford to lose you," He said, and I smiled at his words.
"You are a pro," I said before hugging him close as we lay on my couch, our almost naked bodies hugging each other and our fast-beating hearts talking about things we couldn't.