The moonlight poured in through the large windows, casting an eerie glow over the luxurious bedroom. I stood near the window with my body tensed and my hand balled in a fist. I felt the weight of Smoke’s presence in my mind battling to take control of my body. I hate how powerless I felt because the constant push and pull between me and Smoke is really exhausting and because he is the most powerful part of me, he would always win.
I knew what Skylar was planning all evening and it made me want to jump out of my skin. If it was left to me, I could resist her but Soke’s instincts were primal and hard to resist
My back was still facing her but I could feel her walking slowly over to my side.
“Why are you so distant, Alpha? You’ve been so cold all evening.” Her voice dripped with sweetness which disgusts me but excites Smoke. She ran her finger down my arm and came to my face to show herself. She was putting on an extremely short revealing net nightdress that clung to her curves. The confidence on her face was annoying the hell out of me.
“I’m not in the mood for this, Skylar,” I said in a low strained tone.
I am sure she could sense my struggles, she knew the exact string to pull and she did. She stepped closer with a smirk on her face and pressed herself against me. She uses her fingers to trace the outline of my chest. I wanted to push her away but Smoke stirred. Her scent, her closeness, and her sexy voice made it difficult for the beast in me.
‘Let her in… She’s our mate.’ My animal almost pleaded to me. I felt the control slowly slipping away from me.
‘She is not our mate Smoke! She’s controlling you! Don’t fucking let her win’ I waver in frustration to stay in control of my body.
Skylar leaned in and pressed her lips against my neck, she trailed the kisses down my skin. Each kiss sent pleasure through Smoke as he growled in satisfaction. I was irritated and my mind screamed in frustration. She knew I was resisting her and then the next thing she did blew my mind. She slid out of her nightdress and stood bare-naked right in front of me. Smoke got extremely excited and my control started slipping away to the brim.
“Give in Alpha. There’s no way you can resist me. Your wolf is literally begging. Do you want to deprive your wolf?” Skylar’s voice interrupts the battle between me and Smoke.
My mind was drowning as the connection to my body became weaker and Smoke urged to take over. The stupid sound of his heavy breathing filled my mind and despite my disgust and hatred toward Skylar, I could feel smoke’s lust clouding my thoughts.
Skylar wrapped her arms around me and pulled me towards the bed. My beast’s growl of approval echoed in my mind, and against my will, my body began responding to her touches. My consciousness became a prisoner in my own body. I was forced to witness every moment as Skylar claimed what she wanted.
I watched in torment as Skylar and Smoke drowned in a night of twisted seduction.
I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, staring at the bitch beside me, the tension in the room suddenly became thick with unspoken hostility. My grip tightened on a pillow as I quietly made my way to the other side of the bed where Skylar lay in a deep, peaceful sleep. How can someone this wicked sleep so peacefully at night? I couldn’t help but wonder. My eyes filled with resentment, the only thought that clouded my mind was the call for Revenge. Just as I was about to press the pillow over her face to suffocate her, a deep growl echoed within me.
‘Are you crazy?!’ Smoke’s voice rumbles through my mind, commanding and controlling.
‘Smoke, she’s manipulating you! Can’t you see she’s got you under a spell?’ I snapped back in frustration.
‘But she’s our mate…’ Smoke said with a conflicted voice.
‘She has you wrapped around her little finger! The mighty Smoke-feared by all-reduced to a puppet by a witch mate.’ I mocked him, pouring salt into the wound.
Smoke growls defensively, but deep down he knows Aiden is right. He’s never felt so powerless.
‘I couldn’t help it…’ he finally admits, defeated.
‘I know. But trust me, let me handle it. I’ll break her hold.’
‘I can’t. Not when she’s around…’ Smoke’s tone sounded defeated.
At this moment, my hatred for her only deepens. As I looked at her again, I remembered every detail of the moment everything started going wrong.
I and Aunt Bella had been investigating and I found out when they discovered the truth-the dead body they buried wasn’t Shenaya. Only one person could have done such a vile trick: Skylar. Fury burns through me as memories flash before his eyes.
Shenaya and my pup had been lost because of Skylar’s deceits. My heart aches at how Skylar forced me to reject my pup and the woman I love. I was so helpless, especially knowing that Smoke, the most powerful part of me was completely under her control. I promise Skylar will pay.
I recall that fateful day when the pack house seemed to collapse under a dark force. I hadn’t realized that something was wrong at first until Skylar’s spell had fully taken hold of Smoke.
I was powerless as Smoke’s extreme aggression surged, almost killing my Beta, Lucas when he dared to question Skylar and threw her in the dungeon even though it was my orders to throw her there.
Now, the entire pack cowers in extreme fear. No one speaks ill of Skylar anymore-anyone who does risks Smoke’s wrath.
Skylar made all the wedding arrangements herself, with Smoke as her enforcer. He threatened the pack into submission. Every day is a waking nightmare for me, knowing am trapped in my own body, I am forced to play along with this stupid charade.
A brief spark of hope flickered in me When Shenaya returned, but I had to hide it because Skylar’s grip over Smoke was too strong to break. I just had to let her go because kknewwhat Skylar was capable of. The thought of Smoke threatening Shenaya makes my heart sink but what could have been done? I couldn’t watch so I just left the whole thing to Smoke to handle and I am very sure he didn’t handle it well.
As we sat not far from the pack territory earlier today, Skylar leaned on my shoulder, beaming with satisfaction. My heart clenched when I caught a whiff of a familiar scent. Shenaya. I looked around, scanning the area desperately, but all I could see was a black SUV driving by. My mind raced-could it be her? But no, it couldn’t. Shenaya has no connections outside of her father, and he certainly doesn’t own an SUV.
Still, the scent lingers, bittersweet and full of memories. My heart breaks as I imagine her in her father’s house, sobbing over the harsh words Smoke threw at her. I know she’s devastated, but until I can break free from Skylar’s control, there is no way I can make things right with her.