Mate Made In Hell

The Coronation Ball

Vincent Briar stared at his girlfriend, Jacqueline, with a frown on his plump lips.

"I don't care if I meet my mate or not. I chose you, didn't I? I am not going to go back on my words." He hissed as he adjusted his suit and stared at himself in the mirror.

He was handsome and he knew it. And the only one who had the level of beauty to stand next to him was the woman in front of him. Daughter of one of the powerful men in his pack.

She was gorgeous and she was rich and she was wicked, just like him, and she made him feel things he didn't normally feel. If he was the kind of man who could love a person, she would be the one he could love.

Since he wasn't made for love or adoration, he would just say she was a worthy partner for him. With her luscious dirty blonde hair to those plump lips that could always make him come twice, she was the kind of girl he could imagine himself with, for the rest of his life.

He might slip here and there when he was tempted, but she was the worthy mate for him and his title. Not just any she-wolf could do for such a powerful Alpha like him!

He didn't want a mate. Mates are trouble... He frowned as he thought about it and his eyes darkened for a second, before he composed his face.

"I know, but... What if your wolf wants his mate?" Jacqueline sounded almost whiny, which was unusual for her. She must be feeling very scared, Vincent thought, but he didn't have time to placate her or baby her.

Vincent scoffed. His wolf and he were the same.

Leo absolutely didn't want a mate. It was Leo's constant grumble that made Vincent change his mind, too.

Leo was a bastard, and there was no way to sugarcoat it.

"Leo knows what I want and he likes your wolf, as well." Vincent said as he grabbed her by her hips and pulled her flush against his hard body. "Now why don't you service your Alpha, Ms. Vega?" He asked in a dark voice and she moaned as she bit her lips. He leaned closer and bit her lips, and her eyes turned hot.

"Oh... Vince," she sighed as her hand found his hard c**k through his pants and she squeezed his arousal playfully and he growled in a dark voice. "I like how you are always hard for me." She said seductively, teasing his erection with her knowledgeable fingers.

Her voice was a lilting song as she played with him. Her fingers were so damn proficient as she touched and teased his arousal. He gritted his teeth as she opened his zipper and took his c*ck in her hand.

"Looking at you in the blood red dress sends all my blood to my pen*s." Vincent said as he pulled her low cut gown even lower to give him the full view of her magnificent breasts.

Her dark n*pples stood erect. She moaned when he grabbed her breasts in his big hands and squeezed them painfully.

"Aaahhh, s**t baby. Vincent." She screamed. He squeezed them once again before he bent down and bit on a tightening n*pple and she arched into him, to give him more access to her beautiful breast. He gobbled her breast, offering bites here and there, that made her breathing hitch. She moaned louder and louder as her hands tightened around his erection.

He grabbed the other one and flicked a finger across it and her grunt grew wilder as she took his arousal out of his pants in a swift tug. Her hand started to pump his member. He was getting very hard and her hand was very, very skillful, very educating.

He growled as he bit her breasts, sucked her soft skin hungrily and touched her everywhere he could.

"Such a wanton hussy." Leo smirked. "Whore."

"Vincent, baby..." she said as she pulled her gown back up. "Are you ready to become the Alpha?"

"Of course. I was born ready."

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Arabella looked at herself in the mirror with a small scowl on her lips. She looked different, she looked so unlike herself.

The dress was beautiful, of course, but it also left very little to the imagination. Her breasts were almost hanging outside in that damn dress. She had been begging Ziya to let her change into something else, but Ziya assured Arabella that she looked perfect. She looked like the woman she was...

"If our mate looks at you like this, he will take you to bed and ravish you." Kia moaned inside.

Kia was always horny these days, looking for her mate. Since Arabella rarely partook in sēxual activities, the wolf was getting very restless to find her mate.

"I don't like to be ravished..."

"How do you know when you have never been ravished?" Kia asked with a sneer. The damn wolf was incorrigible.

Arabella shook her head with a frown. Her own wolf was her enemy. Frenemy, at the very least. But of course, they were both fierce and stubborn and so they often clashed, but they loved each other.

Her wolf was a part of her. A blessing from the Moon Goddess, just as a Mate was a blessing.

Arabella took in a deep breath as Ziya wrapped a scarf around her neck. "You look perfect, darling. Don't keep scowling or your face will be stuck." Ziya said with a reassuring smile, once she was done with makeup. She applied ruby red lipstick on Arabella's lips and asked her to smack her lips together. She did.

"I am not sure about it, Z." Arabella muttered. She was not sure this dress was something that suited her.

"Oh, hush! You are gorgeous. Now stop looking so afraid and get going."

"Are you ready, Bella?" Her brother knocked on the door. Adam smiled at her when he saw her. She stood up from the chair and posed for him with a sullen look in her eyes.

"Is this too much?" She asked with a frown and he shook his head with an affectionate smile.

"Not at all. It is just perfect. Come on, let's go." Adam said as he gave her his arm.

And Arabella smiled as she took his arm and they both walked out, not knowing what was awaiting them at the ball. As they walked

down, everyone standing around praised how beautiful Arabella looked and Arabella thanked them.

"Oh, Bella... you look breathtaking." Lois said and Becca joined her with Liam and smiled.

"You do. My dress is marvelous on you," Becca agreed as she smiled softly, hugging Arabella with a giggle.

"What about me? No one is complimenting your Alpha?" Adam growled playfully and a little girl, who was one of the cook's daughters, gave a toothless smile to him.

"You are very ugly looking, dear Alpha." Lois commented as he punched his best friend and Adam huffed.

"You are like a handsome prince, Alpha." The little girl said in a singsong voice.

"Only Hildy's eyesight is good. Everyone else needs to see an ophthalmologist soon." Adam said with a huff as they walked outside.

He opened the car door for her and she smiled at her brother before she walked inside.

When they reached the big pack territory of the Blood Stone pack, Arabella's eyes were wide.

This place was big, thrice as big as their pack land.

The houses were built in the same red brick. In the center stood the big palace.

Calling it a Pack house would be a disservice to this palace. It was fit for the king and queen.

The white marble pillars, the tall windows, the pots of plants on the window sills and the majestic oak door with a big wolf knocker, this place was the one Arabella often read in the novels.

She walked inside and soon Adam was talking with the other Alphas, laughing and smiling as Arabella looked around. She found the smiling face of Minah, the daughter of Rose Quartz pack, one of their ally packs. They had signed a treaty to help defend each other in the face of attacks by stronger packs.

After the Shadow War, and the attacks by hybrids, three years ago, every pack was affected, and Adam feared for the pack's safety, so Arabella and Adam had taken many decisions to ensure the safety of every member of the pack and the whole of the pack.

"Hey Minah," Arabella greeted her and Minah smiled widely as they hugged.

"Oh, you look marvelous, Bella. Simply marvelous, but I know this is not your dress. Is it Becca's?"

"Oh, you know it. You look just as wonderful, Minah," Arabella said. "So have you seen the Alpha of the Blood Stone pack? I have heard that he is a ruthless monster, just like his father." Arabella whispered as she leaned closer to Minah. Oh, she didn't want to be overheard by other members, or worse, the monster himself.

"I don't know if he is ruthless or not, but damn, that man is hot." Minah said, "but of course, mine is hotter." She winked when she noticed her mate standing just a few feet away, giving her a glare. "Ugh, men... let me tell you, darling Bella. If you find your mate, make sure he understands that sometimes you would like to be on top. During s*x and during other times, too." Arabella chuckled as the other woman looked at her mate, who was still glaring at her. Minah rolled her eyes and puckered her lips and her mate looked away with a smile.

Soon, everyone gathered around the table filled with alcohol and an abundance of food. Arabella ate her food and followed the pack elders and guests out to the field to witness the title transfer.

Arabella thought, why waste time there when she could eat? But Minah had other ideas so they both walked outside.

A small stonehenge was raised and around it were wooden sticks placed in the middle of the wide ground and the soft glow of moonlight bathed the stone with its bluish silver light.

Everyone stood under the silver moonlight in a circle and they parted when a tall man walked to the raised Altar made of stone. He must be the new Alpha. The old Alpha came next, his shirt mud streaked and dirty unlike the pristine shirt of his son's and in his hand was the dripping body of a bloody rabbit. The poor rabbit was still twitching and Arabella was so sad, but Kia was smacking her lips as she looked at the poor bunny.

The old Alpha cut the flesh of the rabbit with a ceremonial dagger and the blood drenched the stonehenge. Then the man handed the rabbit to the other man.

The new Alpha grabbed the rabbit with a small bow and then his canines lengthened as his wolf took the first bite of the offered meat. It was part of the ceremony to change the Alpha if it was done willingly. The old Alpha of the pack giving up their hunt for the new Alpha is a metaphorical symbolism of giving up their power.

If the overtaking of the pack was done by force, the two fighting for the title of an Alpha must fight until one died or conceded. Mostly no one conceded. So death, it was.

Wolves were feral and proud creatures.

Arabella winced as she saw his canines piercing the rabbit. Its soft body went limp in his hands.

The stench of fresh blood was stinking and Arabella shook her head to get it away from her. And then she smelled the subtle scent of something else. Something so heady and delicious, something that sent tingles through her blood. It was soft, addictive and it smelled like warm noon amid tall bamboo trees.

She inhaled deeply and filled her body with the sweet scent, as she wildly turned around and around, trying to get where the smell was coming from. There were so many people here and she knew... it would be hard to find the person whose scent was making her feel wild and wanton.

And then the man in the center of the crowd looked up. His dark brown eyes met hers and Kia went silent. And then she softly mewled... the often loud, sarcastic, potty-mouthed Kia mewled like a soft, furry kitten who wanted a belly rub.

MATE! MY MATE!

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