Blue meets Brown: The mate's mark

Chapter 6

Madeleine:

I simply couldn’t speak. If I wasn’t grinding my jaw so hard, I’m sure it would be hanging open. The man I slept with… No, the man I lost my virginity to was not only standing before me looking devilishly handsome, but HE was the Alpha of Dragon’s Den… One of the most powerful and feared Alpha’s in the country. My face must have said it all, because he wore a smug expression on his face.

“MADELEINE, are you listening to me!?” I heard my dad shout over the video call.

I cleared my throat and inhaled deeply, trying to calm the redness that was evident on my cheeks. “Yes, sorry Alpha. Our guest has arrived. Shall we commence the meeting?”

“Yes. Let’s begin”. Beta Adam showed Dragon’s Den Alpha to his seat… Directly in front of me.

I faced my father to the side of me. I didn’t need to see him, only hear him. I sat there, looking as professional as I could, with a notepad and pen, ready to take notes.

“Alpha Jeremiah, I apologize for not being able to conduct this meeting in person. I have asked my daughter Madeleine to sit in as representative and take notes. I feel she is more than capable. I hope this is to your satisfaction”. Said my father.

“Mmm, I am more than satisfied”. Jeremiah replied. His voice is so strong and attentive. So much authority dripped from each word that came out of that perfect mouth of his. “Let’s begin”. I didn’t miss the smile that crossed his face at his statement about being satisfied. I had to hold myself back, images from that night re-lighting a throb between my legs.

For the next hour, my father and Jeremiah talked about finances and ongoing territory issues. I sit there and take notes, trying my hardest to look anywhere but him and not notice that he is looking directly at me. If my father wasn’t in attendance, I don’t know what would have happened, but I know the importance of this meeting, and the need for it to go well, so I try my best to remain professional. I speak when spoken to and only raise questions or statements when necessary.

“Madeleine, have you got anything you need to raise before the meeting ends?” my father asks.

“Now that you mention it, during one of my earlier meetings with the Alpha of Red Stone, there was mention of newly turned female wolves going missing. I investigated it with Beta Adam, and from what we could find, approximately 15 females have gone missing in just over 5 months from various packs. None from our pack, and none from the Dragon’s den pack to be reported yet”.

This caused a reaction from Jeremiah. Not a blatant one, but I could see the shift in his composure. “Alpha Jeremiah, have you heard anything about this?” My father asks.

“This is the first time I am hearing of it”, he says as his jaw tenses and releases. “I will personally look into this matter and do whatever I can to find the sick individuals responsible”. I half expected him to remain somewhat stoic, but his reaction intrigued me. Most Alphas would have brushed over it and passed the job onto their betas, but something about this situation really affected him. Strangely, it gave me a warm tingly feeling in my chest that he was going to personally see to his matter.

“OK, I think my new wife is getting antsy, so I will end the meeting and bid you farewell. Thank you for attending the meeting. Please feel free to stay around the pack for a few days, see some of our delights. I give you full access to everything the Yellow Furred Pack can offer. Madeleine, I will catch up with you mid-week. Rest up, I’m pleased with your progress. Well done,” said my father. As pleasant as it was to hear my father’s words, I had hoped he would ask me to stay online until the Alpha of Dragons Den had left. However, that was not the case.

The call ended.

There was an eerie silence. I was steadily filing away the notes I had taken today. I dare not look up, but I can practically feel him burning holes in me. I take a deep breath and breathe heavily, making my nostrils flare slightly. I can smell honeycomb and cut grass, making my mouth water. Every wolf has its own unique smell, but this is delicious.

“I can see you are tense… Do you want to talk about it or are you going to pretend it didn’t happen? I only ask because I can smell your arousal from here”.

I could not help it; my sarcasm always comes out in full force when I feel cornered. “My body’s reaction to you is natural. Don’t let it go to your head. There is nothing between us”. It was the first time I had looked at him properly since he walked into the room. He raised his eyebrows in a mixture of shock and a slight tinge of anger. He didn’t look particularly hurt, but I could tell my words struck a chord. Why would an Alpha be so affected by my words? Surely his ego wasn’t that big that he would have thought every she-wolf would be putty in his hands. Though he does look hot as f**k in that royal blue suit, it really does wonders for his brown eyes and dark hair… his face almost looks chiseled with his well-groomed stubble… No Maddy, stop it.

“Ouch. Is this how you treat the man who took the one thing you had that was so personal to you, and that you held onto for so long?”

That Alpha-hole, using my virginity as a playing card to get under my skin. “I was saving myself for my mate, not some drunken hook-up. I am sure I am just another hole in your exceptionally long belt – my virginity is gone. You took it, yes, but it does not mean I should be happy about it.” I stood; I was raging. Mostly embarrassed, and I just could not stop the words from spewing out of my mouth, yet all I really wanted to do was jump his bones. What is wrong with me?

Well, the alpha-hole certainly did not like what I said. He got up from his seat and charged me within seconds. I barely saw him coming. He grabbed me by the waist and flung me up against the cabinet behind the desk, causing a small crack in the glass. Holding my wrists above my head and crushing me with his body. He breathed heavily into my neck, his aura was pulsing, he was angry and yet he was holding back.

“You have no right; I am a daughter of an Alpha. Your aura has no effect of me.” That was not completely true – it had an effect, just not as much as someone who was not of an alpha bloodline. I struggled against his strength, but I did not give up. I wiggled and thrashed against him but that only tightened his grip on me.

“You sure know how to push my buttons. I would not let just anyone speak to me the way you are. Be careful, I can only restrain myself and my wolf for so long, little pup.”

“Little pup!? Little pup? How dare you. I suggest you remove yourself from my presence before I…” Before I could finish my words, he grabbed my throat tightly, cutting off my air supply, and kissed me deeply. It was angry and s****l, like the beast within was breaking down its cage; there was no remorse, no compassion, just pure angry hunger. I tried to pull away, and pulled away I did, but he continued to assault my mouth, and eventually I caved. I kissed him back like a b***h in heat. He still held onto my neck tightly, but removed his other hand from where he was holding mine. Soon, I was using my free hands to not push him away, but instead I grabbed at his suit, pulling him closer as if there were miles of space between us. I pulled his suit jacket off, revealing his strained muscles beneath his shirt, tattoos poking out. He lifted me up. I wrap my legs around his waist as he pushes me further against the cabinet – I can hear the glass cracking further, causing some splinters to attack my back, but I do not care.

My dress is hooked up at my waist, my soaking-wet panties are rubbing up against his hard bulge…

“Alpha, is everything OK in there?” a knock on the door caused a sudden pause that had me feeling dizzy. I pushed hard against his chest, causing him to step back and drop me to the floor like a sack of potatoes. I recovered quickly, and got up off the floor, but leaving behind my pride, patting my dress down and readjusting myself as I walked towards the door, not caring to turn back to face him. I opened the door, and there stood his beta Alex.

I could tell from his face that I looked disheveled; wild hair and lipstick smudged on my face. My own aura was pulsing, causing their heads to droop and eyes to drop to the floor as I stormed my way out of the room and up the stairs without a second glance.