Craving him:The Alpha's Mistress

CHAPTER 1 ~DAISY POINT OF VIEW.~ ~~Three weeks before Christmas. Age 22~~ It's 6:23 PM, and I scrubbed my body vigorously, hoping that his scent would go away. But I can still smell his scent clinging to my hair, no matter how much I tried to wash it off.My wolf was also stirring around in my head,she must have noticed I'm almost having a panic attack. I let the shower wash away my guilt, even though I know no amount of scrubbing could erase what happened earlier at the campaign hotel with the council Alpha-De-Shawn J. Grey of Ashford pack.I know I shouldn't have done that, I shouldn't have let him get between my thighs, but the deed has been done. Minutes later, I walked out of the bathroom, the guilt still weighing heavily on my chest and I received a hesitant mind link from my mate Nicholas Grant. ‘Babe, where are you?meet me at the restaurant…the one you said you've always wanted to go to’ Hearing his voice only reminded me what I have just done; cheated on my mate with the council Alpha. I feel like s**t right now knowing what I had just done but then I prayed that Nicholas doesn't notice. The moon goddess can't be too cruel and let him feel the betrayal right? Mom says your mate can't feel any of those until you both have tied the knot as husband and wife. And right now I hope so,I hope that's the case. The lump in my throat absorbed down and I stepped in front of the mirror. The first place my eyes go to is the hickey on my neck! Dammit,I cursed under my breath. This is too visible and Nicholas would notice. I spun in front of the mirror again looking for anything that might implicate me. But there wasn't so I quickly rushed to my wardrobe and grabbed a nice outfit for the date my mate had just asked me to come out for. Nicholas mind linked me again,’Baby are you on your way? When you get here, come straight to the VIP section. Check your w******p. I sent you directions.’ I absorbed the lump in my throat forcefully pushing down the guilt before replying. ’Okay babe. I am almost done. I'm in my way’ Once his voice stopped ringing in my ear and he severed the mind link,I collapsed to the couch beside me.The weight pressed heavily on my chest.I had just slept with the council Alpha of Ashford pack and it's a secret I will take to my grave. Though he’s someone I've always had a crush on for the longest time. De-Shawn Jace Grey is a thirty-seven-year-old married Alpha for whom I'm working as his Digital Director to run for a second term as council Alpha of his pack. He's fifteen years older than me, which I know. But De-Shawn... something about him just draws the eye. He’s tall and broad-shouldered, his frame looming in any hallway he stands in. And the way those Drew Barrymore yellow eyes stare at you is just so magnetic. I’ve had a crush on him since when I was in Ashford pack high school. The first time I saw him during his first campaign as a council Alpha of his pack,he had come to our assembly ground that day with some Gamma warriors by his side. He talked to the students and promised what his plans were for the pack when he becomes the council Alpha of Ashford pack and represent them in the states as the pack president when other Alphas are gathered to have meetings Now time has passed, and I’ve sprinted through Ashford pack high school before reverting back to my own pack—Blood moon pack,to do BA/JD program to become an attorney of the pack. Ever since then, I haven't stopped crushing. Honestly, I had hoped my crush would fade after I rushed through school. I mean, can you really have a crazy crush on someone you've only met once? Mom said I’d be so busy and too carried away to even remember the men I liked. I hoped it was true, but it wasn’t—De-Shawn J. Grey was different. I also started dating Nicholas Grant about two years back after I realized he was my mate. When I started dating him I had hoped it'd drown out the noise in my head and hoped I could move on from what would never be mine. I wanted him. I don't know if it was stupid or not, but I still remember how I submitted my application to be his Digital Director for his second term as council Alpha. Quite audacious for someone without any experience.I wanted to see him again at the interview. I knew I would probably never be picked for the job, but it was the closest I could get to seeing him again. Not on the usual television, but in real life. That day, I left and took a private cab down to Ashford pack,it wasn't too far,just a few miles I got there in a few minutes. That day, I met De-Shawn J. Grey,the one man everyone wanted. When I arrived, he came in with a group of Gamma warriors in tailored black suits. They trailed after him wherever he went; they were equally tall and handsome. But honestly, I was too busy looking at the one man in front of me. De-Shawn is gorgeous. His hair is the color of sable, and although it’s slicked back, it curls at the ends. It was the first time I’d seen a political man who could pass as a stripper. Too hot to be just a stripper, honestly. That day, he chose to interview us, and when I stepped in, he shook my hand. He took my hand in his—it was warm, dry, and strong. Mine was soft and trembling. And that was how I got the job. Scratch that. That was how a tense encounter between us began. Two months into working for him, we grew very close. I can’t explain how, but I was always pulling back with the notion that he’s a married man. Yet he never pulled back,he made it hard for me every single day until last night when I finally gave in. Last night marked twenty years since my mother disappeared. Dad said she’s dead, though I never saw her corpse. I don’t always mourn her, but I pray that she comes back to me one day. I miss her. Last night, he consoled me, and the unthinkable happened. It was one of the best experiences I’ve ever had, but it’s something that shouldn’t have happened. It could ruin not only his marriage but also his political ambitions,he always boasts about how he’d stopped being council Alpha of his pack and become Alpha president of the whole werewolf packs one day. Honestly, I believe in him. He will be Alpha president one day, and he’d make one hell of a candidate. Suddenly, a horn blared from downstairs, snapping me from my thoughts. When I peeked through the window, it was the cab I had ordered to head to the restaurant where my mate had asked me to come. Minutes later, I settled into the cab, and my phone started buzzing again. It was Alpha De-Shawn. I turned my phone off after he started calling me. After a few minutes, the cab finally arrived in front of the restaurant, and I got out. Standing at the entrance, my gaze darted around the place, Nicholas was nowhere to be found, so I turned on my phone again to check his last messages on w******p, where he had mentioned the side of the restaurant he was in. Scrolling through w******p, I noticed over sixty texts from Alpha De-Shawn—over sixty-three text messages from a random number that he thought I didn’t know was his burner. Oh- he's insane for stalking me about what happened. That could get leaked, for goodness' sake! I ignored all of his texts and clicked on my mate's…..Nicholas Grant. Nicholas has been my mate for two years right now. He’s my first, and hopefully, he will be my last.offcourse he's my fated mate. I will be spending the rest of my life with him. I adjusted my clothes again, making sure that the collar neck I was wearing concealed the hickey still visible on my neck. I heaved the longest sigh of relief before walking into the restaurant. Nobody knows what happened. I can sweep this under the carpet and pretend it never happened. Nicholas shouldn’t know this. He shouldn’t, and he wouldn’t. Once I stepped in, the hostess smiled too brightly and pointed me toward the VIP room. I walked slowly towards it, I'd soaked myself in three different perfumes but his scent fresh rain,cedar mixed with dark vanilla still clung to every inch of me. No perfume is ever strong enough to drown an Alpha's scent. Between my legs I was raw, swollen, and sticky from a few hours ago. Every step I took was painful,my thighs were still throbbing from the way he had driven his d**k into me last night. Stepping in,The double doors opened.Balloons exploded upward. Indoor fireworks filled the air and a dozen voices screamed “Surprise!” My best friend Adele was jumping up and down, phone already filming. For one second I smiled in reflection, trying to make sense of what was happening. Then Nicholas stepped through the crowd and dropped to one knee. Everything slowed and I froze.He looked handsome, suit sharp, eyes shining, ring box open in trembling hands. “Daisy-Mae Carter,” he said sweetly, “will you marry me?” Gasps rippled through and I knew everyone was waiting for my answer. I couldn't breathe,I swallowed hard, my gaze darting around. My wolf whined low in my chest, claws of happiness prickling under my skin. Only about two hours ago I had felt Alpha de-shawn lips on my neck and I felt his weight pinning me to the hotel mattress and now another man is proposing to me? Without caution my arms lifted by itself and the diamond slid over my finger “Yes,” I heard someone say. My voice, but it came from very far away. A loud roar of applause filled the air and Nichols stood up pulling me into a tight hug. He was crying, hard ugly sobs into my hair, saying thank you, thank you, thank you like I’d done him a great deal while I stared over his shoulder at nothing,all I felt was guilt. Though I was smiling so wide my face hurt.Someone shoved champagne into my hand.I drank half the flute in one swallow. The bubbles burned.Nicholas finally let go long enough to cup my cheeks. “Babe, you okay? You’re shaking.” “Just overwhelmed,” I lied hoping we'd be done with this and head back home. However in the car on the way to his place he couldn’t stop touching the ring, turning my hand under the streetlights, “Seems like you don't like the ring?” He asked once he noticed I was carried away.. “I do.”I turned to him.” I have always loved diamond rings babe. I'm just too tired and want to get home and sleep.” After we got home that night Nicholas buried his face in my neck and I almost had a heart attack while he groaned my name. Afterward he fell asleep with his head on my chest, fingers laced through mine, the new ring digging into both our palms. At 6:07 a.m. the sun was still gray behind the curtains when he stirred, kissed my shoulder, and whispered.” Babe I have been planning something for weeks now” I shrugged,still sleepy. “ What is it?” “I want you to come with me to Greece Daisy. Next week. New start, just us. Leave everything here,the job, the city, all of it. We’ll get married on some cliff over the sea and build the life we’re supposed to have.”