Page 24 of Her Grumpy Alpha

James’ expression darkened, his eyes narrowing as he processed the gravity of the situation. “Why, Josef? Why is he doing this? Aside from personal gain? And how?”

Josef hesitated, choosing his words carefully. “He has this… ring, a magical item. It influences people, especially women. Brian’s been using it to control others, including his own followers.”

“Oh my God,” I breathed out hard. “The ring. On his finger. That’s what he keeps waving in my face.”

“You’ve seen it?” James demanded.

“I’ve seen it. I just thought it was something he was showing off about. I didn’t know that was the magical thing.”

I thought about all the times Brian had acted arrogantly, demanding that I follow his orders without question. It was clear that the ring had played a significant role in his actions, manipulating those under its influence. The memories of his oppressive demeanor sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn’t help but wonder why I had been immune to its effects.

A nagging question tugged at the corners of my mind. Why didn’t the ring work on me? Was it because I wasn’t a part of the wolf community, not bound by the same rules and influences that governed them? The uncertainty gnawed at me, leaving me with more questions than answers. Was James wondering the same as me?

James pressed for more information, his voice firm. “Josef, why are you helping him do these things if you know it’s wrong? I can tell you think it’s wrong. I can see it in your eyes.”

Josef’s eyes held a mix of guilt and desperation. “I’m scared, James. But I also fear that Brian’s actions will lead to innocent people getting hurt, like you and Sadie.”

As we looked at Josef, our hearts were heavy with the realization that he was caught in a dangerous web of deceit and power. We couldn’t change the past, but we were determined to alter the future and ensure that justice was served.

James spoke again, his tone resolute. “We’re going to find a way to stop Brian and end his reign of manipulation. You have a choice, Josef–stand with us and make things right or continue down a path that will only lead to more destruction.”

The choice was Josef’s to make, and we could only hope that his sense of right and wrong would guide him toward the path of justice and redemption.

The moonlight painted a silvery glow on the night as we released Josef. His human form gradually shifted back to his wolf self, and there was an air of uncertainty about him. I couldn’t help but feel a mixture of concern and hope as he stood before us. But he didn’t stick around for long. He ran off into the distance to do… well, whatever it was he was going to do.

James’ strong presence offered a sense of reassurance. I stood beside him, my heart heavy with the weight of what we were facing. The safety and well-being of the children in my care, especially Gregory, were paramount in my mind.

With honesty and vulnerability, I admitted my growing fear. “James, I’m scared. Not just for myself, but for the kids in my care and for Gregory too. This ring… There’s no telling what he’s doing to do with it. Especially when he seems so determined to break us apart.”

His gaze met mine, filled with understanding and determination. At that moment, I knew we were in this together, fighting to protect those we cared about. James placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, his touch grounding and reassuring.

“I understand, Sadie,” he replied, his voice steady and resolute. “I’m here for you, and I’ll do everything in my power to ensure your safety and that of the children. Especially Gregory. You won’t be facing this alone. And don’t worry, we’re going to get to the bottom of this one way or another. Now we have more information than ever.”

His promise was a lifeline, a source of strength in the face of uncertainty. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of gratitude for his unwavering support and commitment. We were determined to confront Brian, to neutralize the influence of the magical ring, and to put an end to his manipulative schemes.

The strange sense of paranoia and the weight of unanswered questions lingered as James and I continued our walk through the town. The never-ending drama surrounding us had cast a shadow over what was meant to be a peaceful evening, and we needed to find solace away from it all.

Our desire to escape the turmoil that had infiltrated our lives was mutual, and as we walked hand in hand, the unspoken agreement to go home became evident. It was a yearning for a moment of respite, a chance to carry on our date without the weight of the world pressing down on us.

I knew that Gregory was safe with my mother. The hidden cottage she had on the outskirts of town was a well-kept secret, known only to a few. It was a place of refuge, away from the prying eyes of the clan and the dangers that lurked within it.

The prospect of finding comfort in the familiarity of my own space was inviting. It was a chance to be together, to focus on us, and to put the drama and uncertainty on hold, if only for a little while.

As we made our way back to my cottage, the anticipation of resuming our date and reveling in each other’s company without the weight of the world on our shoulders filled me with hope. Our feelings for one another were a sanctuary in the storm, a reminder that together, we could find moments of peace even in the most trying times.

With a cheeky smile, I unlocked the door to my home, and we fell inside together, arm in arm. In a heartbeat, we were kissing frantically once more just like the last time we were in a room together, tearing at another clothes, trying to get them off like there was no tomorrow. I whipped his suit jacket off and his shirt as well, running my hands all over his chest. I groaned with pleasure every time I grazed over his muscles. My God, his body was delicious, it was tasty, it was incredible.

“My God, you’re fucking sexy,” I moaned as he tossed my little black dress over my head. “I seriously want to taste you.”

In just my bra and panties, I fell to my knees. While James gasped and panted with desire, trying to work out just what I was doing on the floor, I reached around my back and popped open my bra, freeing my breasts from their material prison. My nipples were absolutely desperate for the cold air to rush over them, and that was exactly what they got. My body flooded with desire.

“Oh wow,” James cried out as his fingers knotted up in my hair. “Your tits are fucking phenomenal, Sadie.”

I kept my eyes fixed upon him as my eager fingers tugged the zipper on his trousers. I needed to grab hold of him. I wanted to take him in my hand and feel his thick, throbbing erection between my fingers, between my lips.

“Mm,” I moaned in delight as I inhaled his deep masculine scent. “Oh God, you really intoxicating, James.”

Before he could reply, I started to stroke him, hard and fast. With every single stroke, I edged my mouth closer to him, allowing my breath to tickle his cock, to ignite his tip, to tease him until he couldn’t handle it any longer. I could tell from the cries of pleasure coming from him that the bliss was flaming through him, and I was slowly driving him wild.

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