Chapter 8 Chapter 8
Alpha Damon pov
Everywhere became oddly calm following my rejection…until Matteo shattered the fragile peace.
“What?” Matteo bellowed, his face coloured with shock.
"You insult me, Veretti. Showing up uninvited. Then, offer me a gift from one of your slave collections. In return for me to hand you my elite guards. Either you take my authority for granted, or you think that you can confidently come into my territory to spit on my face and go back home…”
Immediately following by words, his guards bared their fangs, detecting the threat. But that was the least of my concern.
Matteo’s smile vanished completely. "We both know war is coming. From inside or out. You need allies."
I stepped around the table, slow and deliberate, circling behind him like a predator. "No. I need loyalty. And that’s not something you can buy with silver and broken slaves."
I stopped behind him. "Go home, matteo. Pray your enemies kill each other before they reach your gates. The Warfangs are not for sale."
He stood abruptly, his sons trailing behind him, glaring at me with enough hatred that scaled Mount everest. "You’ll regret turning your back on this deal."
I leaned in with a smile. "Only when I turn my back to die. And I don’t plan on dying anytime soon."
I chose to branch over to my office after the confrontation with Virettis and his bastard sons.
I am now his most hated enemy now.
Good.
The feeling was mutual, as can be seen from my claws that had been itching to tear him apart.
He dared bring a half-dead slave into my home and call it tribute? She looked like she hadn’t eaten in days. If it's how he treats his people and concubines, no wonder his pack was already crumbling. I had snuffed out his scent on the omega immediately.
I returned to my seat, rage still twisting in my chest.
And yet… as I sat down, the memory of her flashed again behind my eyes.
Millen.
Soft skin. Big doe eyes and her scent that made my instincts twitch.
She was different from every other pet I have ever seen or encountered. Something about her continued to fascinate me.
I had dismissed my guards outside my office, even Damon. I needed a little peace from my wolf, who would rest in clawing at me to go back to my new pet.
But peace, apparently, was too much to ask.
The doors creaked open, uninvited.
My lips curled into a snarl before I even turned.
"I told the guards I wanted no one…"
"My King." A sultry voice cut through my anger. It was catherine
She entered like she owned the place. All hips and . She wore red today, a tempting and revealing dress that leaves nothing to imagination.
"I heard the meeting didn’t go well," she purred. "Thought you could use… a little relief."
I leaned back in my chair, trying to hide the huge boner that I had gotten just by thinking of millen. "Leave, Catherine. Now is not the time."
She only smiled.
"You always say that." She took a step closer, then another. Her fingers skimmed over the edge of my sleeve. "But your body says otherwise. My dear king"
My muscles tensed. But I was too late, she grabbed my length from my trousers, fumbling with the zippers.
Catherine was a beta and a beautiful one at that. Who knows what she wants and can go any length to get it.
Like now her hungry half lidden eyes that was begging to be fucked, and I needed relief to at least calm my wolf down.
A win-win situation.
My wolf surged, Her eyes widened a little too late before I gripped her, using my Alpha strength to turn her over. Eliciting a gasp from her.
the sound of tearing clothes echoing through the closed office.
I didn’t say a word. Barely looked at her face. as I roughly shoved my hard cock into her with one thrust. Not giving her time to adjust or get used to my intrusion. I pounded away with careless abandon.
Chasing my high like a crazed beast.
Even as my wolf continued to whimper in my head. I turned a deaf ear to him.
I am the mafia king, and no one tells me what to do.
even if the moon goddess comes down and says otherwise.
“Ahh, yes…”
Wrapping my hands around her waist, I thrust deeper, my hands flying to her mouth to cover her screams.
I hate to hear that, the pretentious and fake screams that always tumble from her mouth. I didn’t want anything more than to fuck her and get on with it.
My breathing increased in intensity. I felt my Climax come faster than I could imagine, and before I could even think much about it, I withdrew out immediately, exploding on her bare ass.
It was over before I knew it. And instead of feeling relieved and free like I had thought, I felt even worse.
“Get out” I grumbled, picking up my trousers.
“What,” she asked wide eyed, as if she didn't hear me.
“I said get out of my office, we are done here.” I barked, this time, my wolf flashing through my eyes. My gaze Pinning her down.
I know I was overreacting, and acting like a jerk, but when did I pride myself to be a good man?...
“You can't just use me, and discard me like…”
“Like what, Catherine?” I snapped, stalking closer to her. “You are nothing special, just someone I call on when I need a good fuck. Besides, it wasn't even good.”
Maybe that was a little harsh, as I saw tears well up in her eyes.
“Comon…” that's one thing I hate about feelings and being in sentiment with another human being. The main reason I despise anything called mate.
I took a deep breath. “It's not…”
“It's about the pet right?” she cut me off, getting up to pick her shame
My brain blanked out,
“What are you saying?” I growled.
“You have found yourself a new toy to play with right now. Abandoning me after using me.”
Anger filled my body, who said we were anything before. She, of all people, should know that I don't even do emotions, and she knows it, so where was all his coming from?
“We will see at long last who is hiding something. Who will always be the best for you…and once I am done, you will come back begging.” she said before running out of my office, slamming the door behind her.
I continued to stare at the door, wondering what she meant by who is hiding something?, and what does my new pet happen to do with anything?
I hump, preparing for the royal dinner that will take place tonight.
My door opened, and James walked in, his eyes taking in the state of my ruined office after the sex with catherine.
“What happened here?” he said, whistling in a knowing way.
I chose to ignore him. “have my suit and everything brought to my office immediately.”
“Alpha, may I ask why…”
“No questions, just do it as I said.” I snarled at him before I could stop myself.
“Yes sir.” He bowed before slipping out of the door.
I leaned against my chair while wondering what had come over me. Why was my wolf so agitated like this? And why did I keep thinking of nobody else but her face.
A pale but delicate face, with violet eyes that resembled the Aurora amabilis. It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
“Fuck!” I pounded my fist hard on the mahogany table. Watching with a sad smile the cracks that continued to spread through my most expensive and treasured table. Ten thousand dollars worth, crumbled in my front.
I didn’t know what was happening to me, why I kept thinking about her, seeing her face pop up in my vision.
She is just a pet, nothing more.
But why was I only thinking about her during the sex with Catherine.
Why had I wanted it to be millen on that table screaming my name, as I pound deep into her.
For Christ's sake, I never ever liked someone shouting my name during sex.
I realised in shock that I was slowly losing my mind. The only way to stop it was to fix everything.
I must put her in her place as a pet.