Page 50 of Rise of the Alpha

I can’t hold it back any longer. I burst into tears as she strokes her hand gently up and down my back, whispering soothing words to me. I sob for ten minutes while she holds me until I have no more tears left to shed. Pulling away from her, I just stare at the woman I am so lucky to call my friend. The woman I care for far more than that, though, one I want to call my lover.

“Now tell me, who am I placing a curse on? Who are we sending the house pet after to lure them into a false sense of security before he rips their heart out and feasts upon it? Who is our sex god depriving of any sexual desire, and who can we sick the puppy on? Whoever did this to you will suffer. I will raise every dead beast I can think of to end their life.” Her eyes are laser-focused on me, and I know for a fact she means every word and these aren’t just mindless threats, but what she will make a reality.

“No, Blaine didn’t do anything, and well, the trip home was more or less what I expected. The Alpha came to dinner at our home Saturday with my intended mates and mandated that one of them would be bringing me to the airport or I would have to change my flight. Jeremiah, the nicest of them, volunteered, and slipped this note into my pocket.” I hand the note over to her, allowing her to read it.

“This is crazy,” she finally says. “What the hell does he mean by this?”

“I don’t know, Wylla. It’s so confusing. Do I take this as the truth and he’s trying to help me, or is this a ploy to see if I fuck up so they can come snatch me? What should I do?” I ask in exasperation, letting out a deep sigh as my shoulders sag.

We just sit there for a moment, her eyes gazing back at me as she chews on her bottom lip. She keeps opening her mouth to say something, only to clamp it shut again. Slowly standing up, she begins to pace back and forth between my bed and the door. I can almost see the steam escaping from the top of her head as she thinks.

Finally, she stops dead in her tracks and turns abruptly, so she’s facing me. “This is what we’re going to do. You’re going to go along with what he says, but you’re not going to give him too much information. If he asks you something, be vague or avoid answering altogether. We’re going to ride this out and see if he turns out to be a friend or foe. For all we know, this is a test from your pack’s Alpha to see if you will comply and be obedient to your intended mate. So for now, do nothing. We’ll wait to see what his next step is, let him put his cards on the table, so to say.”

“Okay,” I say meekly, gaining the nerve for the next part. “Wylla, I’ve thought hard about it over the weekend. I don’t want to ever have to go back to my pack. I want to do the spell, to leave my pack and be with you and the guys. I even want to talk to Blaine about possibly joining his pack once I’m free from the blocks that are on me. Did your grandmother have good news? Did she give you the spell that would do it?” I’m eager and ready to be free of my past, and I want to move toward a future with my new friends, my family.

Wylla

Eyeing my roommate, my best friend, my mate—I think—pure fury takes over me, and I’m shaking. I’m so freaking mad. The Exodus pack has no clue who they’re dealing with. To them, I’m sure we’re a bunch of young supernaturals who are subpar to them. While I may play down my powers, I’m not one to push. I have a feeling Jude is the same, and the dog and noodle rat are strong as hell and stealthy.

Whatever this Jeremiah fellow has up his sleeve will be met with kindness or death. Magz doesn’t see it yet. She’s still naive to the world around her, but she has a powerhouse of supernaturals behind her. Not to mention the people who would follow us if we said the word. I’m snapped out of my inner thoughts when Magz calls my name, asking about my grandmother and the blocks.

“Yeah, I know what we need to do. She said I’ll need to remove the block on your designation first. ‘For the info we seek will tell us if the wolf is meek. What she discovers might have her second-guessing having mates. But that decision will greatly affect her fate.’ Like really, she just couldn’t tell me in plain English.” Magz looks at me, confused, and I sigh. “Grandmother always delivers in riddles and rhymes; it's infuriating. Pretty much, we need to remove the designation block first, then we can do the mate block.”

She nods. “Okay, whatever you say, but I’m not sure why. I’m going to be a Beta, and so I’m not sure how that would affect my mates.”

“Well, however it turns out, I can do it ASAP. And we’ll be there with you the whole time, no matter what.” I grab her chin and look her in the eyes so she can see just how serious I am. I want her to know the guys and I are with her for the long haul.

“You can do which one? You weren’t clear there, Wylla,” she asks in a whisper, staring deeply into my green eyes.

“Both, Magz. Both are relatively simple, so I can do both on the same night actually, as long as you still wanna remove the mate block once you find out what you are. Umm, both blocks really just require a few simple supplies and enough bodies to form a circle around you, one body at each point, north, south, east, and west, with you placed in the middle. See? Simple.” She nods, and I leave it at that. It’s the truth, and for the most part, the most difficult thing is acquiring the hell honey. I’m hoping our little incubus can help with that.

“Okay, so can we do it this weekend?” she asks, and I can see the hope sparking in her eyes.

“Yup!” I respond, popping the p. “I will get everything I’ll need together and we'll do it Friday night.”

The room is instantly filled with awkward silence, which is weird and very unlike us. Usually, we chatter like two squirrels fighting over a nut. I look at Magz, and she’s chewing on her fingernail. I see it’s already been chewed down past the skin. Goddess, she’s close to gnawing the whole thing off.

I walk toward her and pull her finger from her mouth. She snaps her head in my direction and gives me a glare that would make a lesser woman nervous. “You need to relax, Magz.”

“I can’t stop thinking about that note and what Jeremiah’s game is. He seemed nice and totally different from any other males in our pack. However, he’s still a Beta to the Alpha heir, and I just don’t know what angle he’s playing at.”

“I have an idea to help you relax, Magz. Are you open to my theory?” I ask, my tone dripping in flirtation, as I wag my brows at her.

“What do you have in mind?” she whispers, before sucking her bottom lip between her teeth. I don’t answer her with words, instead dropping my towel, letting it fall in a puddle at my feet. Magz gasps, and I move so that I am standing directly between her thighs. Putting one hand on each shoulder, I push her backward, so she’s laying on the bed with her legs dangling off of the edge.

“First, you’re wearing way too many things, babe. I’m going to take these off, okay?” I ask, grabbing the top of her leggings. I don’t move them yet, though; I wait for her to give me the green or red light. This is at her pace. She nods, and I rip the leggings down her legs, taking her panties with them. Grabbing each of her cute little feet, I push each leg up onto the bed, bending them at the knee and setting her feet on the blanket that she’s laying on.

Her perfect pussy is open and on display for me. Dropping to my knees, I’m now at eye level with the dessert that is about to be my feast. Bringing my right hand up, I use two fingers and run them down her folds, moaning, “Goddess, Magz, you’re soaked for me.” She whimpers in response, and I use my left hand to part her pink lips while simultaneously using my right to rub up and down on her clit.

“Ooohh, fuuuck!” she cries out, and I grin, enjoying the effect I have on her. Her hips thrust, making me giggle but I decide to stop torturing her clit with my fingers and lean in, giving it a kiss. Her hips thrust up once more, chasing my mouth as I use my right hand to wrap around her waist, holding her in place. Leaning back in, I run my tongue from her hole to clit and am about to suck her pretty little nub into my mouth when someone knocks on the door.

I growl, “I swear it better be the goddess herself.” Magz whines as I get up and head to the door. “Who the hell is it?” I yell through the closed door.

“It’s Jude, babes, let me in.” Well, fuck me. The incubus is on the other side of the door and wants to see his girl. Looking back at Magz in question, she nods her head, and I swing the door open.

“The fuck you want, demon boy?”

Jude

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