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(Sapphire's POV)
I pulled at the silky ropes, my body twisting on the smooth sheets like a snake, anticipation building inside of me the longer I waited for him.
A wet tongue slid down my neck, making it feel even more erotic. The tongue slid down my collarbone, sliding between the valley of my breasts before coming to an abrupt stop.
My back arched when a hot mouth enclosed around my n****e. His canines tugged at my sensitive skin, making me whimper.
Unconsciously, I spread my legs wide when his lips kissed their way down to my stomach. Goosebumps rose wherever his mouth touched my skin. His breath sent a fiery need straight to my core.
His smirk could be felt against my skin. He must be feeling smug about how easily he could make me wither without even doing much. Just a few sensual touches, and I was already dripping wet.
"Please," I whimpered in need and spread my legs even more wantonly.
"Shhh," a velvety, dark voice sounded in my ear. My toes curled; the voice was so dark, so addictive, that it sent shivers straight down my spine.
The feather-light kisses could be felt on my skin once again as he made his way closer to my exposed core. He blew on my slit, and my hips bucked upward.
"Ahhh!" I gasped as my eyes fluttered open. The ache between my legs reminded me of the erotic dream I had just had. I shivered unconsciously when I remembered the details.
Instead of dwelling on the dream, I got up and got ready for my Alpha duties. There was no time for me to get distracted by thoughts of my mate.
Today, the shitty Alpha from the neighboring pack was coming to discuss the contract, so I opted for a professional business look. I paired brown, high-waisted pants with a white top and a brown plaid jacket. To complete the look, I added a brown belt and wore brown heeled boots.
I decided against makeup, and as for my hair, I let it flow free in its natural, wavy state. Once I was ready, I headed to the kitchen to grab breakfast.
Little pups littered the area all around the kitchen, waiting for their morning treats. I picked up an apple and munched on it. I didn't have much time for a full-blown breakfast, so I ate as fast as possible and threw the core into the bin.
Alpha Jacob is here, Beta Isaac informed me through the mind-link.
Take him to my office, I ordered as I made my way there. It didn't take long for Beta Isaac to bring Alpha Jacob inside.
"Finally, I get the chance to see you, Sapphire. I must say, you truly live up to my expectations. Beautiful," he praised. My anger flared at his every word. He was refusing to recognize me as an Alpha.
"It's Alpha Sapphire to you, Jacob," I said, mockingly using his first name. It was a massive disrespect to address another Alpha without their title. My words must have gotten to him because his face morphed into a mask of rage and he growled at me.
"Are you mad that I called you by your name? If so, then kindly remember you were the one to disrespect me first before you do something that could possibly cause a war," I said coldly to him before taking my seat. I no longer cared if I offended him more than I already had.
"The deal is off," he growled in anger, turning to make his way toward the doors. Beta Isaac glared at me, and I raised a brow right back at him, daring him to question my authority. He knew what was best for him and quickly averted his eyes.
"Oh, before you walk out, Alpha Jacob, I must remind you: you're the one who is in dire need of food and water. Only my pack territory is close enough to your pack to provide them. So, before you step out of this office, you might want to reconsider," I casually commented, looking through my files. I had much more important work to do than deal with a hot-headed Alpha.
Alpha Jacob stopped abruptly. After a moment or two, he begrudgingly made his way back into the office and sat down in the seat across from me.
"Let's talk about the lands first. Give me some of your lands for a few years, and once the food problem is solved, I will return it," he said, rubbing his hands together. I internally scoffed at him. Does it look like I'm a fool? I knew all too well that he would never return the pack land.
"Look here, Alpha Jacob, the only one here who needs this deal badly is you, so you'll have to deal with our conditions. With that being said, I want twice the original price for the goods. If you refuse our conditions, then you can kindly show yourself out," I said, without breaking eye contact. Alpha Jacob glared at me; he had clearly thought I was some weak, naive girl he could fool. Most importantly, his foolishness had just cost him double.
I knew he wouldn't refuse the deal, even at twice the price, because he knew that right now, only my pack could help him, and he wasn't in a position to make demands.
"I'll send you the new contract," Alpha Jacob finally growled out, standing up. There was no way in hell he was going to stay in the same room as me, especially after I had played him so well. He had willingly walked into my trap, and his male ego was bruised.
"It was nice doing business with you, Alpha Jacob. However, don't worry- I've prepared the contract beforehand," I said sweetly, pulling out the updated paperwork I had drafted in advance.
Alpha Jacob plopped his ass back down and read the document. After making sure I wasn't trying to squeeze even more money out of him, he signed it. I had already signed it beforehand, so I didn't need to do it again. I gave one copy to him and kept the other for myself.
I sighed in relief when Alpha Jacob left immediately after signing, and Beta Isaac escorted him off the premises.
It's time, I thought sadly, looking up at the clock. Today was the burial ceremony for the pack members who had been killed in the attack.
I got up and made my way toward the burial grounds. All the members were already present, waiting for my arrival. Sadness hung heavily in the air. Everyone had their heads hung low, silently praying for the deceased.
Heartbreaking sobs rang softly through the air from the families as they watched their loved ones being buried in the ground. I felt their agony through the link, and my heart shattered. They didn't deserve to lose their mates, their parents, or their children. No one deserves the pain of losing someone so close to them.
What made my heart ache the most was a child, no more than six years old, crying his heart out near the graves of his parents. He was an orphan now. I wanted to go to him, console him, and hug him tightly to my chest, but my feet stayed glued to the ground. How could I console them when the one who caused all this heartache to my pack members was none other than my own mate?
I watched as the pack members tried to comfort the child, pulling him away from his parents' resting place. This gave me just one more reason to hate him.
(Maverick's POV)
Hidden behind the trees, I watched the pack closely. Everyone had gathered together to bury the bodies of their fallen members. Excitement bubbled inside of me, because I knew I would get to see her.
No sooner had the thought crossed my mind than her scent hit me, completely intoxicating me. I looked in the direction the smell was coming from, and the breath hitched in my throat.
Magnificent. That was the only word to describe her. She strolled confidently, surrounded by a noble aura. Her platinum-blonde hair flowed in the wind. I felt an overwhelming urge to run my fingers through the strands, untangling them.
Her eyes were the deepest shade of blue, framed by her naturally long lashes. Her lips were the brightest shade of red; I could almost feel myself nibbling on them.
The business suit did nothing to hide her delicious curves. Her breasts weren't too big- just perfect, and they would fit beautifully under my palms. Her waist was tiny, though not in a fragile way, and her hips flared out. My eyes zeroed in on her ass; it was perfect, and it would look incredible painted a beautiful shade of red from my touch. I longed to stroke every curve and dip of her gorgeous body.
My pants tightened, and my c**k announced its presence by twitching. Her scent alone was enough to make me hard, but the thought of mating her made me beyond hard- so hard it was painful. I ached for the sweet release I knew only she could provide. I could almost feel her hot, wet core gripping my length as I pounded into her.
My fantasy came to an abrupt stop when I saw pain cross her expression. Her eyes filled with tears and she lowered her head, trying to hide her weeping from her pack.
My heart squeezed painfully in my chest, knowing that I was the one who had caused that pain to my mate.
My wolf whined inside my head, wanting to go to her and take all her misery away, but I knew that wasn't possible- at least, not yet.
With a heavy heart, I retreated into the forest. I would give her the time she needed before I came back to claim her.
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