Page 131 of A Mysterious Slave for the Lycan Prince

I sigh. I strongly believe in redemption, especially knowing Matthew is trying to better himself. But I want to hear from Dave first. I need to know his opinion on everything and his feelings about Matthew. It makes my stomach churn slightly that one of my best friends had to go through a heartbreak, and I wasn’t even there to help him. I excuse myself from the group for a moment, not even hiding what I am about to do. Once outside, I grab my phone and look for Dave’s number. It’s a bit late, so I wonder if he will even pick up. I shouldn’t have wondered, though—Dave is a night person.

“Finni,” he exclaims from the other side of the line the moment he picks up. “My favorite edgelord made it back to the civilized world! Goodness, when I tracked you and found your signal in the middle of nowhere… ugh… I bet you couldn’t even shower.” Amusement bleeds into his voice. “You’re not the only one, though.”

“Nice to hear your voice too.” I laugh, happy to notice how content and cheerful he sounds. I can hear some grumbling from the other side, though.

Dave chuckles slightly.

“Dave,” I say, coming right to the point. “Here’s the short version. The pack sucked. I found my mate. We ran. We almost got killed. We made it.”

There is silence for a moment. “That is indeed a very short version, Finni; I'm going to need more details later you know,” he says. “But you found your mate! Yes, I can’t wait to meet the lucky girl that gets to be spoiled by your generosity… and other perks of your body.”

“We are going to attack to free the slaves from the pack,” I tell him.

“Okay…” he pauses. “Where do I come into play here? As much as I love chatting with you, I know there is a reason for your call.”

“It’s… Alpha Jace told me about Matthew,” I finally admit. “He said you and him were a thing, but it didn’t end well.”

There is silence again on the other line. “Oh,” Dave says.

“I… I don’t know what to say, Dave,” I mutter. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t there.”

“It’s alright,” Dave says after a while. “Listen, it wasn’t easy, true.” I can hear more growling on the other side of the line. What the heck is going on? “However… and I’m not excusing what he did to me… as someone whose family never accepted him for being gay, I can sympathize. He is broken. The last thing he did was come to me and apologize properly, but something in his eyes was just… dead. I think I got a glimpse of the true Matt back then, so shit, yes, if you have a chance to save him, do it. I’m very happy right now if that helps.” Some noise and rustling can be heard. “Sugar!” Dave exclaims. “Did you eat all the hamburgers?”

“Is Sugar the werewolf you are traveling around with?” I want to know.

Somehow, Dave finds my question extremely hilarious. I try to nudge him to tell me what’s going on, but he only laughs and tells me to be patient. I’d find out soon, for sure. I can only shake my head in amusement when he hangs up on me.

“What’s going on?” I ask Annie when I rejoin the others. “With Dave and his werewolf?”

She smiles innocently. “I have no idea.”

I furrow my brows. She has always been a horrible liar, but at the same time she is incredibly stubborn. There is no way she is going to tell me anything if she doesn’t want to.

“So, what’s your verdict?” Jace asks me.

I smirk. “Well, I’m already working with your sons,” I tease, ignoring their glares and the others’ amused expressions. “One more special case doesn’t matter.”

forty-two

Elias

*FREYA*

Itracemyfingersover Finn’s tattoos. I’ve been inspecting every single one of them tonight, trying to cherish them all. I wander up his chest, my fingers tracing his nipples. “How come you didn’t pierce one of them?”

My suggestion makes him flinch. “No way, no needle comes close to them.”

I perk up. Does this mean I just found a sensitive spot? I instantly decide to test my new theory, wrapping my lips around one of his nipples and playfully sucking at it. He groans, spurring me on further. When I bite at it carefully, a growl leaves his lips. I smirk against his skin. Look at my big, strong alpha now. Let’s see what other sounds he’ll make.

Before Finn can sit up, I grab his shoulders, pushing him back into the mattress. He eyes me curiously but apparently decides to humor me. I feel bolder every day, and I’m slowly getting in tune with my body and my wolf. I straddle Finn’s hips, allowing my fingers to brush over his muscles, feeling how they flex beneath my fingertips. This attractive and sexy man is all mine. I bend down, pinning his hands to the side of his head, and kiss him.

That’s hot, babe,he links me while I’m busy entangling his tongue from mine in a heated game of dominance. I will never grow tired of how his piercing feels against my skin. A shudder goes down my back when I think about how he licked me with it and used it to play with my clit. The memory makes me rub my core against Finn. He growls, something in his eyes swirling black. I can feel him pull his hands free and grab me by my hips.

He pulls me up, making me drop forward. I rest my palms against his chest, steadying myself, while I feel Finn’s thick erection probing my entrance. He pushes into me in one go, stretching my walls almost painfully. It still stings a bit to have him fill me up entirely, but I adjust fast, and fuck, having him inside me feels so good.

The new position makes me feel a bit exposed in my nakedness, but it also gives me more power, and I love how it makes me feel to be in control for once. Finn lets me set the pace, and find my own rhythm, while his hands knead my breasts. I decide to switch things up, bending forwards to press my body against his, his dick still inside me. I kiss him while I start rolling my hips.

Finn breaks out of the kiss. “Fuck, Freya, that movement you just did…”

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