Now what?

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Alec’s POV:

We are an hour out from New York and I am milliseconds from caving to this man next to me. He has been kissing, licking, and fondling me for almost four hours. Being met with light nudges away and death glares even I can feel loosing their edge.

“Please sir?” He says for the umpteenth time. Sky blue eyes pleading with me. Noel is what you would call conventionally attractive. Pale skin with baby blue eyes, sharp jawline, curly hair always cut short enough that it doesn’t pass his eyebrows. Dirty blonde, 6”0, and a little on the bulkier size. Not like gross body builder muscles but you can tell he works out. Ear piercings and a cross tattooed behind his right ear.

We are Polar opposites. I am considered light skinned. Honey brown eyes, long black dreads reaching just above my shoulders, sharp nose, light facial hair, tattoos littering my entire body, piercings covering my ears, one on my right eyebrow, and on the left side of my lower lip as well as a tongue piercing. I’m 6”9 and a little bulkier than Noel but I was never one to focus on defining my muscles. Just needed them there. I’m a lot stronger than I look, and I love that.

I know Noel doesn’t like to pressure me. But I also know that years of captivity changed him. He struggles with Parasomnia which for most people is sleep walking, sleep talking. However, due to the experiences we had while in captivity it became sexsomnia. Which is a sleeping disorder where the person seeks someone out to either have s*x with or engage in s****l acts with. I have woken up with my member in his mouth more times than I can count.

However, we found that it is less prominent when we are consistent with our s*x life. But, as he so rudely mentioned, I cannot finish with anyone else. Nor can he. We were both made to sit fully nude in bathtubs full of wolfsbane. And the nerves around our shalfs were forever damaged. Meaning, I have to f**k someone as hard as I can to be able to enjoy it or, they would have to memorize all of the spots on my shaft where the nerves still work in order to give me head. And we have both been unable to find someone willing.

Coming back to what’s happening in the car, I notice Noel begin to reach for my belt.

“Max, pull over.” I state quickly. The Alphas son looking at me in distain as he does as he’s told. I almost jump out of the car before it comes to a full stop. Stumbling a little before I regain my balance, I all but run from the car to the nearest gas station.

“Bathroom key?” I state as politely as I can while frantically looking behind me. I wait impatiently as the teen slowly looks for the key, too busy staring at me.

“How old are you?” She says as she finally holds the key out in her palm. Using my wolf ability I grab it before she can say anything more replying: “You’re fathers age.” Watching her cringe in satisfaction I sprint to the bathroom locking myself inside.

After what felt like 5 minutes but was actually 30, I submerged from the bathroom finally calm. Heading towards the cashier I hand her back the key muttering a thank you as I begin to walk out of the door. Only I walk into a shelf. Or a desk? Oh s**t! That’s a person. Quickly reaching out I grab hold of the woman’s upper arm and lower waste pulling her closer to me to become her anchor so she can catch her balance. She appears to be quite tall. And yet I didn’t see her. Maybe it’s just the lust still lingering in my mind. Shaking my head I take a deep breath only for my eyes to snap back to her frame I hold against my body as she quietly curses still trying to find her feet.

She has no scent. She doesn’t smell of a wolf, or a human. She doesn’t hold the ash smell Vampires do either. She doesn’t smell of a rogue. Or like rotting garlic: a witch. What, actually who, is she?

“Are you alright?” I say nonchalantly. Trying to hide my curiosity.

Looking up at me I am met with the brightest most vibrant green eyes I have ever seen. If I thought her eyes were beautiful, her voice instantly had blood rushing down stairs.

“Yes! Thank you. I’m sorry, I hate these useless legs sometimes.” She says chuckling to herself. Looking down to follow her gaze I am met with slender strong beautiful legs fully expose in the booty shorts she is wearing. There’s not a bruise, scar, or blemish on her legs. Goddess they’re almost as beautiful as her hair that appears to be white. It must be real because it’s all an even shade. Her roots the exact same color as her tips. So extraordinary. So Pretty-.

Wait-

Tall.

Green eyes.

Long white hair.

It’s- it’s her.

“Sir if you could release me, it would be gravely appreciated. Your grip is starting to hurt quite a bit.” she says lightheartedly. Although the look in her eyes tells me she’s anything but carefree at this time.

Looking to where my hands are, my knuckles turning white from my newly tightened grip, I feign a chuckle.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” I say innocently as I begin to remove my hands from her allowing my hand on her waste to grab hold of a stray hair and pull it away with me.

Placing my hands, along with the hair, in my pockets I move to the side. Dramatically bowing to give her room to pass. Chuckling dryly she walks past me as she rolls her eyes. She has no idea what’s she’s done. She’s just handed herself to the enemy. And to make it better, she doesn’t even know. She will pay for what they did. They all will.

Walking outside I go back to the SUV allowing myself to feel the anger I’ve been using to keep going wash over me. That was her. Nathan Reeds daughter. Angelica Reed. She is my wild card to finally break Nathan enough to admit to the council what he did to me. To Noel, my mother and father. To my family.

Getting into the car I am almost on fire with rage. I have found you. And I will break you, just as your father tried to break me.

“That was unnecessary.” Noel says, upset.

“The gas station I went to in order to get away from you led me right to her.” I say coldly.

“Who?” he says coldly.

“Angelica Reed.” I answer.

“What!” he all but shouts. “It’s been almost 7 years since she disappeared. Do you think she’s been here the whole time?” he rushes out.

“I don’t know, nor do I care all I know is I’ve placed my eyes on her. And she will be mine. She has quite the debt to pay.” I answer distantly.

Lost in thought I barely register the rest of the hour drive to the hotel down the street from Moon Enterprises. Getting out of the car I follow Noel towards the entrance of the hotel. Getting ready to check in. However as I take in my surroundings, heading towards the door I see white hair. Snapping around I search for the hair I know belongs to her. Seeing it no where in sight I’m getting frustrated. Now I’m seeing her? Goddess I need a drink, and sleep.