Arabella’s POV
Something strange was going on. Apart from the fact that once more Alpha Luciano had summoned me much to the annoyance of the other women in his harem- Emery had calmly walked out of the room when it was announced only for me to hear the sound of vases shattering following her wake.
So no. The strangeness wasn’t because of that. Nor was it because of the whip that Alpha Luciano had used to whip me before fucking me missionary style so that I laid with my injured back on the bed taking him. I had werewolf super healing so it wasn’t a big issue.
The strange thing was after the sex, Alpha Luciano held me. I faced him on the bed, his fingers threading through my hair. His clear blue eyes regarded me and his body felt undeniably warm next to me. I could almost imagine how differently things could have been if my father hadn’t been my father.
Almost.
I didn’t try to question him or react like I was surprised, I just looked away to the side while he touched me tenderly.
“Arabella.”
I didn’t respond but my heart began to race independently.
“Arabella.” His voice lost that warm undertone and gained a commanding one.
I looked at him. “Yes sir?”
This was also a new development; the use of honorifics when speaking to him.
“We’ll be having some guests over. I need you to be on your best behaviour.”
My pulse spiked. If he was bothering to warn me about them, would they be able to get me out of there?
As though he heard my thoughts he spoke again his grip on my hair tightening.
“You belong to me, Arabella. Mine to take, to use and to kill. If you think anyone can take you away from here, you are sorely mistaken. Those men coming here aren’t your friends, your father has made many enemies.”
He dipped his head to my nape, his breath on my neck sending waves of unwanted pleasure rolling through me, he dropped a kiss on my neck, his fingers going lax in my hair.
“I am the devil you know. I will keep you alive. For now. I will not lie to you and offer you false platitudes. Know that if you go against my words, I won’t let you go. This is my stronghold. My men will be everywhere. I will protect you, Arabella.”
Alpha Luciano raised his head to meet my haze, his eyes cool and unfeeling as he spoke sending a chill down my spine.
“Even from yourself.”
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Alpha Luciano’s POV
I was expecting six Alphas. In Italy, we had eight main packs who also had major dealings in drugs, alcohol, trafficking and bootlegging. Dark Shadow and Red Moon packs had the southern part of Italy. Raven Tide and Blue Moon packs had the western part of Italy. The Darkfur and Crescent packs had the eastern part of Italy. The Lupo-Mortale and the Stonecold packed the northern part of Italy.
“Alpha, they have arrived at the meeting house on the borders.”
“Good. Have them catered to. I will be there shortly.”
“Yes, Alpha.” Cross scurried out.
I was watching him, any more slip-ups and he’d be done.
I summoned Margaret through the pack link.
“I want her prepared and dressed accordingly, explain to her what her role is so she doesn’t fuck this up.”
“Yes, Alpha.” Margaret bowed.
Now that everything was set, It was time to start things. Vitalio wouldn’t know what hit him.
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Arabella’s POV
For some reason, my stomach kept knotting up. I couldn’t help but feel like Alpha Luciano had something planned today, none of it good and that whatever his plans were, they had something to do with me.
Margaret came to get me ready for what was to come. Her hands were surprisingly gentle as she combed through my hair.
“You’ll be fine.”
My jaw dropped with shock. I don’t think I’d ever heard Margaret speak to me like that. It was always stuff like “Spread wide to take the Alpha.” “Always lower your gaze when in his presence unless instructed otherwise.” Things that would Improve the quality of my sex life with Alpha Luciano. Nothing personal.
Seeing my shock, she chuckled, her eyes wrinkling and her pixie-cut hair falling over her eyes. I still couldn’t tell her age. Wolves tended to be like that with our delayed aging.
“You are too tense, you need to relax. For your own sake. Today might be… difficult. Just relax.”
I caught her fingers. “What’s going to happen today?”
Her features hardened again. “It doesn’t matter. All you need to do is serve the Alpha.”
It was obvious that she wouldn’t tell me any more than that, so I would have to wait and see.
After prepping me, she gave me a dress to wear. Although calling it a dress was a bit of a stretch. It barely covered my ass, and although high-necked, it had a cutout so it showed a ton of cleavage and my back was also on display. Even paired with netted stockings and heels, I felt extremely naked.
Margaret must have felt my discomfort because she gave me a coat to wear over it. I wore it and Margaret escorted me out.
We didn’t go to Alpha Luciano’s study or bedroom, instead, we headed outside. For the first time since I had been taken, I felt the sun’s radiation on my skin. I almost cried. It felt that good. After meeting with Alpha Luciano today, I would ask him, and beg him to let me come out more often. My wolf needed to run. I needed to leave the confines of the pack house.
We entered a car and I began to wonder where we were going. Margaret was stiff faced so I couldn’t ask her. I used my head. We were probably going to his meeting house. He’d said we were having guests over not visiting so it had to be there.
It was still on his pack grounds giving him the home advantage without compromising his pack’s safety or raising his guests’ hackles.
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The house was huge and beautiful, looking so different from my pack’s meeting house.
My thoughts went to my pack. It seemed like another life, another me. I gripped the coat around myself tightly as I noticed the many cars outside the house and the amount of security personnel in front of the house and inside as we advanced.
We entered a room and Margaret held out her hand for the coat and I handed it over to her.
“Alpha Luciano is in a meeting. You will serve him his food and perform any other services he requires from you while you are in there.”
Other services? At a meeting?
“You will only listen to him and severe disobedience will be punished. You will not hesitate, falter, run or do anything to malign the Alpha’s reputation.”
Someone knocked on the door of the room.
“Yes?” Margaret called out.
“The Alpha has demanded she is to be brought in.”
Margaret looked at me and I could have caught a hint of pity in her gaze then it was gone.
“Let us go.”
We left the room and the coat behind.
In front of the room, the man -boy really- who had been sent to call us gave me a tray that held a bottle of alcohol and a shot glass.
With unsteady feet, I walked in. The conversation in the room died down. I looked up to find Alpha Luciano and nearly froze. All the Alphas in Italy save from my dad were in the room. And their Betas and their Deltas.
“Isn’t that Vitalio’s missing daughter?”
Then the murmuring commenced.
Alpha Luciano sat at the head of the table with two people standing behind him. His Beta and Delta, I supposed. I wanted to run out of the room but he would catch me eventually and probably degrade me even more in front of these people.
Could I ask one of them for help?
Father hadn’t fostered relationships with ‘weaker packs’; it was only recently after too many losses he’d thought of marrying me off for an alliance.
The father of my former fiance, Dante Basilio, looked incensed. I was guessing no help would be forthcoming from that area. Seeing the way I was dressed, it was obvious that I was far from the virginal bride he had been promised for his son.
There was only one way forward now. I walked towards Alpha Luciano and served him a shot of the whiskey hoping to escape from the room quickly. As I turned to leave with the tray, however, Alpha Luciano grabbed my hand.
I looked at him in askance. He gestured for me to kneel. My heart sank and suddenly I knew why Margaret had seemed off, why this had all felt very shady to me. He wanted me to give him a blow job. Here. In front of all these people who knew me as Arabella Bianchi, heir to the Stonecold Empire and her father’s pride.
Tears stung in my eyes as I went down on my knees. At the sound of the buckle opening, the room went silent again. I escaped to the back of my mind, my muscles moving on autopilot and I let my wolf take over. She was more than happy to have this moment with her mate regardless of the audience.
She licked him from base to tip while cupping his balls in her/my hand and playing with them while alternatively bobbing, licking and sucking on Alpha Luciano’s cock.
The sound of wet slurping filled the room.
“Armando, you were saying something about Song? The semantics on distribution?” Alpha Luciano’s voice was calm and collected for someone fisting my hair and forcing more of his dick down my throat making me choke and cough under the table.
“Ah, yes. T… The problem is definitely the distribution. Bribes for the people at the border will take up some cash and the country doesn’t have a well-set up drug distribution train.” Armando sounded flustered by the sound of me sucking off Luciano.
“That only means the market is ripe for colonisation. No competitors, no crossfire.” Alpha Luciano said blandly.
“What is the meaning of this Luciano? Did you invite me here to be insulted? You bring in my son’s missing fiance to get yourself off, you have some balls! Do you think no one can hold you accountable?”
“Calm down, Dante. I’m not insulting you.” He continued to pump into my mouth. “That’s Vitalio. He knew both of us were seeing each other before fixing the alliance with your son but he didn’t care. I rescued my Arabella from an unwanted marriage and she can’t get enough of me. As you can see.” He accentuated the statement with another thrust.
I nearly pulled back in shock but his fingers tightened and pulled me back to his cock.
So that was what he was going to do to get out the punishment for kidnapping me?
Goddess, what sort of situation had I gotten myself into?
Dante growled and Alpha Luciano growled back.
“Since it is evident that this… erm meeting can’t be finalized. Perhaps we should reschedule?” Someone suggested.
“No problem, as you can see I’m rather busy.” Alpha Luciano said and with no further prelude pulled me away from his dick. He lifted me up and against the table, my upper half laying on the table, he flipped up the skirt of my gown, tore off my panties and proceeded to enter me.
Fucking me while they all watched. The worst part was despite the fact that I wasn’t even a tiny bit aroused by this, I was wet enough for him to fuck easily because of the mate bond.
I felt their eyes all over my body from my exposed breasts to everything else. My hair covered my face as tears dropped from my cheeks down to the marble top table.
I heard them leave one by one.
Until finally we were alone. He pumped and finally came inside me. While he wiped himself clean, I lay there on the table feeling dead.
“I hate you, Luciano Romano.”
I pulled myself together enough to look him in the eye as I spoke.
He smirked like I’d said something extremely funny.
“You should. Your feelings don’t matter to me. They never will. I’ll still fuck you whenever I want, wherever I want in front of whoever I want and you can’t do anything about it.”