Shane
Everything I’ve been through, everything that I’ve done and worked for has brought me to this single moment. The Alpha Table had sent me an official invitation to attend. The chances of Adea being required to attend were extremely high and I’ve never been so giddy in my life at the possibility of seeing her. I wanted nothing more than to touch her, breathe the same air as her, and feel her.
Some say I’m obsessed and that pussy is a dime a dozen, but they quickly learned not to call her that. Adea isn’t pussy to me, not just pussy. That sweet tight cunt of hers is only a bonus. Adea is what I want. I fucking worship the ground she walks on. She’s more. She’s everything.
Very few knew of my need for her and even fewer lived after suggesting I give up on her. Devin was one of those people. It wasn’t often but he didn’t hesitate when he brought it up. As I bit the inside of my lip anxiously on the ride over, he decided to bring it up again.
Normally, I would not hesitate to split open the belly of unwarranted opinions, but Devin had guts. He knew I held him in higher regard than I did my family. The only person above him was Mavy.
I wanted nothing more than to see her and that I did. When the doors opened and I locked eyes with her at the table, everything felt worth it. Everything I’d done to get here, everything I’d been through to become the alpha that I had, had been worth it.
When her eyes landed on me, I felt my heart stop beating and my dick jump. Her gaze took in my appearance as it slid down my body and I couldn’t help the way my body reacted. Her eyes stopped on my pierced chest and I could feel the desire swirling just below the surface.
She tried not to stare at me throughout the meeting but I didn’t miss the side glances she’d sneak. I saw the way she looked at me, the magnetic push and pull between us. Her eyes would dart to me before darting away nervously. Even after all this time, she was just as innocent and sweet as I remembered.
She wanted me, Goddess, she did. It didn’t matter one bit that he was there, seated next to her. As soon as I’d stepped into the room, I had demanded her attention and she gave it to me. Not once did she glance his way. Who was he? He was nothing.
The Moon Goddess made a mistake when she mated Adea to him. I’d had her once, she’d been mine. She got it wrong. Adea was meant for me, but because of fate, she was doomed to be given to him time and time again. When she was mine.
It wasn’t until he stood to leave that she got up. My heart started being twice as fast at the thought of her leaving without sharing a word. I ignored the dumb ass that was attempting to speak to me. Jumping to my feet, I was determined to cut them off and keep her here for as long as I could.
I saw red when he wrapped his arm around her waist and asked me if I liked what I saw. We stood eye to eye and my hand shook with the need to choke him to death. I wanted to rip the satisfied smirk off his face. I didn’t want to waste this time looking at him, I peeled my eyes from the dip shit and turned to her.
Goddess, I hadn’t even been thinking of spreading her across my bed, but when she stood up and I saw her in that dress, the supple skin of her lower back was on display, and her legs ran on for miles, I was instantly hard.
The way she looked, fuck, the way she smelled drove me wild. Max was in a frenzy, he went ballistic as we watched her. I don’t know where the restraint came from but somehow, I managed to hold him back. I don’t know how I kept him locked up tight but I did.
If it weren’t for the uneven odds, I would have taken her here and now. She was a fucking Queen and I wanted to gouge out the eyes of every man who watched her, stared at her, and coveted her.
She was mine then and she is mine now. I hated seeing his mark on her skin. How many times would I be cursed to see it? How many times would I be forced to see them together? Why did she torture me? It killed me to sit and stare at her sitting by his side. That wasn’t where she belonged, she didn’t belong there. She belonged by my side.
It wasn’t until I realized that she was talking to me did I zone in halfway through her speech. She was angry and pissed at me and I knew I deserved every bit of what she was giving me. I had done some fucked up things, even for me.
She had every right to be angry, every right to hate me. I had done them when I was desperate and at a fucking shitty place in my life. I’d lost everything, I’d lost her, the pack, my right, my family. I wasn’t thinking straight. All I wanted was to get it back, all of it.
I don’t know why I went to such extremes, but I would do it again. All of those small things, all of the terrible acts, have brought me here. Deep down, I hated myself for what I’d done, but I’d do it again.
Not only was I in the position that should always have been mine, but I had added a large number of new recruits to my pack and strengthened my numbers. I’d done something my father struggled with for years. He killed rogues that wandered over our property but never thought of giving them a chance to join and be a part of something bigger.