Page 67 of My Forbidden Alpha

“Go! I hope you have an unpleasant trip! Better yet! Don’t come back. Go jump in a ditch or something!” she shouts, making me pause. I turn back to her, feeling disappointed and maybe a little hurt.

You have no idea that the possibility of that happening is pretty high…

“Thanks for that,” I reply sarcastically, not letting her seehow I feel.

Shaking my head, I wonder why I even bother. Mama and Indy both can be pretty unfair.

“Scar-”

“Goodbye, Indigo.” With that, I walk away, refusing to hear another word.

I really must be unlikeable if my own family treats me this way. Maybe this trip will do me some good too. Maybe I need a break away from them all.

Office Seductions

Elijah

It’s late morning when I enter the packhouse, heading to my office on the second floor. It is pretty quiet, with most wolves having left to go about their daily duties.

The packhouse itself looks like a very modern mansion. Unlike the Alpha’s mansion, which is a traditional building, everything here is in a minimalist design, catered for mainly newly mated wolves or single young adult wolves who want their own privacy. Originally, I might have even asked for a room here, but when there’s a sexy redhead right next door…

We’re leaving later but I had some stuff to deal with before we go. I wanted to go over the new training regime with Aaron and Liam that I wanted implemented, and I am also going to have a word with Hank about what went down last night. I glance at my watch. He better be on time.

Rolling up the file I’m holding, I punch in the passcode of the lock on my office door. A small beep and click are heard and the door unlocks. I pull it open, stopping in my tracks at the sight of the almost naked woman sitting on my desk.

Fiona.

She’s got one leg crossed over the other wearing black heels.She’s wearing a tiny red half-cup bra which she’s spilling out of, gripping the sides of the desk. She’s done her make-up all seductive with her long hair curled.

“Hey,” she whispers, and I give her a once over. She is a sexy girl, with a hot body, but she’s not the one I want. I look her dead in the eye, my face emotionless.

“Care to explain why you’re in my office?” I ask, walking around my desk and tossing the file onto it. Her bare ass is on my desk in nothing but a G-string. She looks over her shoulder at me, a small smirk on her face.

“What does it look like?” she asks a tad daringly, flipping her legs over the desk and grabbing me by the shirt. My eyes flash as she yanks me close and wraps her legs around me.

Our noses brush and I cock a brow, unimpressed. She is trying to act brave, but I can smell the alcohol on her breath and feel the tremble in her hands – it really dampens the sexy and bold act she is trying to put on.

“I’ll do whatever you want me to, please,” she pleads, placing kisses on my neck, as she starts grinding against my dick, but she just doesn’t do it for me anymore. It’s weird as fuck, especially considering she looks hot, but all I can think of is the woman who was moaning as I made her come with my fingers last night.

“Well then, what I want is for you to get out,” I say quietly, taking her wrists and prying myself free from her clutches.

She is gorgeous, but she is not Scarlett.

Sure, it feels good having her rub herself against me, but it doesn’t excite me like it would have once upon a time. If this were months back, or even a year ago, I would have torn that lingerie off her, bent her over this very desk, and taken her several times.

“Eli-Alpha, please… All I want is to please you. Just let me try. I don’t mind who else you have or want, but I need you,” she pleads.

I frown, feeling my anger surfacing. “I told you the only thing I want is you to get the hell out of here, Fiona. We’re done. We were nothing more than casual sex partners and I told you I’m fucking done. I’m trying to control my temper because of our past, but don’t push me too far that I end up losing my shit,” I warn her, my voice cold.

She whimpers at the Alpha aura emanating from me. “It doesn’t make sense, we were so good… is there someone else?” she asks tearfully.

“There was no emotional attachment to you from the beginning. And yeah, I may have a new interest… Now leave before your brother shows up and I get him to escort you out,” I growl.

Fiona stands up, tears falling down her cheeks. “I do love you, Elijah, I always have. I just wish you weren’t so cold,” she whimpers as she backs away from me, picking up her long coat.

“Then you never should have gotten involved with me – I have nothing to offer and never will. Not to you anyway.” I know it is harsh, but the woman isn’t getting the fucking hint.

“Is it Keira?” she asks, sobbing.

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