Betrayal of the Bayou: The Wolves Betrayal

Lia's Point of View "He dumped me, Bryan f-freakin' dumped me, Bea!"  I bawled to my childhood best friend, Beatriz Davenport, as I made my way out of Bryan's American Colonial house, slamming the front door behind me. I had come back to New Orleans for summer break from my second year at college. Wanting to surprise my boyfriend Bryan, but I got the surprise of a lifetime when I walked in on him with three-pack whores.   I swung the car door open forcefully and tossed my pink floral Vera Bradley duffel bag back into the passenger seat of my hot pink Mercedes-Benz G wagon. Moon Goddess, it was times like these that I missed my mate so desperately. Xander would have never done this to me. He respected me. He loved me too much, and I loved him back. But Xander was one of the many claimed four years ago from the Blackwood Pack in that terrible ambush attack led by our biggest rival, The Devereux Pack. The day left a massive void in our pack. Kai, Adelaide, Wes, Bea, Wyatt, Paisley, Augustine, and I were never the same. The bayou has always belonged to The Blackwoods, and let's just say The Devereaux's haven't taken too kindly to that fact considering they want to run New Orleans.  I hadn't even wanted to leave for college, but my parents practically gave me no choice. They feared that if I stayed, another attack would've arisen, and they would've lost me too, and that wasn't something Jim and Sara weren't willing to let happen to me, being their only child. So, like the good, well behaved, 20-year old virgin dutiful daughter that I was, I went along with it like I always do. But what I still refuse to admit was that ever since that day, there had been somethin' inside of me festering beneath the surface trying to break free, but I could never allow that.  "What do you mean, "Bry the guy" dumped you?"  "Asshole," My wolf, Selene snarled as Bea referred to Byran's idiotic self-given nickname.  Even though Selene had never fancied him after everythin' that we had been through, losing our mate, she understood why I didn't want to be alone. Selene just wished that I would have chosen a better partner because frankly, "Bry the guy" was a total douche.  "I mean when I just walked in on the scumbag cheatin', and he's told me it wasn't gonna work out between us. Can you actually believe that mess?"  I sniffled, aggressively wiping the tears from my puffy reddened face. Honestly, I didn't even know why I was cryin' over Bryan. It wasn't like I was in love with the boy or anythin' it just hurt to see, ya know?  "Well yeah, he's a total d**k, Li. I've been tellin' ya, you could do much better for a year now."  From the very start, Bea has never been Bryan's biggest cheerleader. In fact, She's made it very clear on multiple occasions that she'd rather me be alone than deal with all the crap he has put her best friend through.  "I know Bea, but that's so easy for you to say," I paused for a second, choosing my words very carefully. "You still have your mate and know how my parents are."  I cried out, thinking of how things would be if Xander had just listened to me.  "I totally get it, babe, but you also know things with my mate aren't that simple. It's a little less cookie-cutter than that..." Bea trailed off, Her "situation" with Alpha Wes is complicated, to say the least. But simply put, she blames him for her parents' death. Honestly, could you imagine bein' mated to someone who you felt was the reason for the demise of your loved ones? But, that story... well, that's a story for a whole 'nother day.  "I know I know sha, I'm sorry. I just wish I hadn't seen it is all. It's no wonder he stopped houndin' me to sleep with 'em lately."  I realized as it clicked in my mind as to why my boyfriend hadn't been his usual pestering self in a while.  "Well, Li, I think it was for the best. I, for one, hated that jackass. So stop crying, he ain't worth it, chéri, and you know it. Where ya at anyway? I heard ya car cut off."  Bea confessed,  hopin' it would finally get through my thick skull before she questioned my whereabouts.  "I ain't cryin' for him... but I'm pullin' up to ya place, of course. Where are ya? I don't see ya car out here." I abruptly responded, not ready to see my overbearing parents who had put all their hopes and dreams on my relationship with Byran. Not because they actually liked it but because he comes from a "good" family. He's loaded or better yet his family was, and well, my uppity folks wanted a piece of that pie. I loved them to death, but I can't stand that money and status was their main priority... besides controlling my life, of course. "With the alpha." Bea retorted deadpanned, and it made me smile a little at my friend, still trying to resist the mate bond six years later.  "Aww, Bea ya know you love 'em. Stop fightin' it already." I teased knowing it would get under my besties skin and I heard Bea growl on the other end of the line. "Yeah, yeah, whatever, you've gotta key. Just tell Wyatt not to wait up. Love ya, byeeeee!"  I was laughing to myself as I grabbed my things and headed inside, hoping not to run across Bea's ridiculously gorgeous uncle. Wyatt and I have flirted with each other on and off over the years, but it's never been anything too serious. He is the beta of The Blackwood Pack, and he also lost his mate as I did in the "Devereux Attack," he watched as Athena was torn to shreds in front of him.  Needless to say, he hadn't been the same since. None of us have. But he found comfort in me, which was something that didn't happen easily with Wyatt. He was a very guarded man and wolf. Being the person that he was, he would never seriously pursue me. He would never want to come between Bea and me. She had already lost so much. He wouldn't dare be so selfish that he would be the cause of Bea losing me as a best friend. It couldn't happen no matter how much we wanted to explore the way we made each other feel. *** I set my things down on the bed in the guestroom before deciding to make my way to the kitchen to grab something to drink. Getting lost in my thoughts, my breath suddenly left me, stopped dead in my tracks when I stumbled across Wyatt, who was in front of the island wearing nothing but a pair of gray sweatpants.  I shamelessly let my eyes roam every inch of the adonis that stood tall in front of me, and Selene purred in excitement.  There was a part of me that always felt Wyatt was so beautiful... extremely tormented but beautiful nonetheless. He stood in the kitchen, glass of water pressed to his full pink lips, chocolate hair unkempt with a beard to match, his impressive physique with his muscles bulging in all the right places, veins dancing through every crevice of his god-like body. Wyatt also had his fair share of scars, but I thought they only added to his torturous beauty. I jumped back when I realized his captivating whiskey brown eyes focused on me. "H-hey, Bea told me to let ya know not to wait up. She's with Alpha Blackwood." I stuttered, completely embarrassed I just got caught eye-f*****g my best friend's hot uncle.  ** Wyatt's Point of View I set my glass down and smirked to myself, knowing exactly what she was doing. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't happy she felt the same way and couldn't help but do the same to her. Because hot damn, she looked gorgeous in a white cropped top, a tight little plaid skirt with black doc martens, beautiful green eyes that had bursts of yellow filled with specks of brown dust, soft caramel skin, and wavy amber hair framed her stunning face perfectly. I wanted to trace the outline of her fantastic body with my rough, calloused fingers for two years now. Shaking the inappropriate thoughts from his head. She's my nieces best f*****g friend for f**k's sake. "Oh, is she now?" Lia's olive eyes are still locked on me as she slowly takes a few steps in my direction, coming into the light of the dimly lit kitchen. Her face came into full view, and I realized she had been crying. "What's wrong?" I clenched my jaw, taking a step in her direction. "Uh, what? N-nothing?"  Lia's stumbled over my words, and I can tell she didn't expect me to notice.  "Someone hurt her," Kane growls, not happy seeing Lia like this. "Did somebody hurt you?" I asked, taking another step in her direction.  I wasn't quite sure what I was doing at this moment, but I knew we wanted to fix whatever it was that was ailing our sweet angel.  "What? No."  She averted her eyes to the hardwood floor, unable to keep my intense stare. Not having what she was selling, I grabbed her chin, forcing me to look at him. "Don't lie to me, angel."   ** Lia's Point of View   He whispered inches away from my face. I felt his warm minty breath brush against my skin. It sent chills down my spine and aches between my legs. I took a half step forward before slamming my mouth onto his soft full lips, and his beard scratched at my chin. I hadn't known what had come over me, but Selene was jumping inside of me egging her human on.  Selene wanted Beta Wyatt to own us, and she was putting up a pretty good fight trying to get her own way. Wyatt growled swiftly, picking me up off the ground, roughly flinging me down on the counter. I returned his growl, snaking my arms around Wyatt, pulling him closer, and kissed him with urgency. I knew I should probably end this for Bea's sake, hell for my sake too, but I couldn't. I was weak under his touch, his taste, his intoxicating spicy cinnamon scent.  Wyatt roughly pushed me back, making me lay back on the island. Selene growled, clawing at my chest, needing to come out and play. Wyatt hovered over me, and he watched. I guess he was waiting for me to tell him to stop or push him away, but that never happened. Instead, I reached up, cupping his face, and pulled him down to my lips again. When I kissed him, it felt as though the Moon Goddess was giving me a second chance. I felt like she had built this glorious man for me, and just like that, I knew exactly what I wanted. I wanted Wyatt. I needed him to relieve the ache between my legs. "I want you Wyatt," I mumbled against Wyatt's lips, and I felt his body tense, causing Selene to freeze, not wanting to mess things up.  "You don't know what you're asking for, angel." Wyatt frustratedly breathed out.  He pulled back from me, closing his eyes, and I could tell he was conflicted about taking my virginity. I meant too much to him for that. You see after Wyatt lost his mate Athena he never thought he would want anyone else.  So, imagine his surprise, two years ago when an eighteen-year-old me caught his eye. It's like something switched, and he could no longer see me as the little girl who used to come over to sneak candy before dinner time. I, on the other hand, was on a mission. I hadn't felt a connection like this since Xander, and I wasn't about to let it slip through my tiny fingers, no matter who he was. "Don't treat me like a child Wyatt Davenport. I know what I want. Now give it to me and don't hold back. Before I go find me some other pack boy to get it done for ya." Selene and I taunt him hoping to get a rise.  "I know what you're doing angel, and it ain't gonna work. Nice try, though." Wyatt smirks himself, not giving me an inch. "Is that a fact, Beta?" I slip a hand between us, reaching under my plaid skirt, pushing my white lace thong to the side, running two-fingers down my dripping slit, and sliding them into my aching core. I moaned rapidly, pumping my fingers in and out of my starving p***y, flickering my throbbing c**t. Bringing myself to the edge, I felt a knot forming in the midsection as I watched Wyatt's beautiful honey brown eyes go completely black. I arched my back on the island as I sensed myself about to spill over, Wyatt's now rock hard member rubbing up against my inner thigh. I moaned his name into the air my body convulsed as wave after wave washed over me.  Wyatt growled in approval as he watched me completely fall apart in front of him. I removed my drenched fingers from my pulsing core and brought them to his mouth. I glided my two fingers covered in my essence along the seam of his bottom lip, leaving a trail of wetness in its wake.  Wyatt ran his tongue over his lip. He moaned, tasting my sweet juices in his mouth. Golden flakes flashed in his midnight eyes as Kane tried to claw his way out. He wanted me, and I made it very clear what I wanted. I had never had s*x before, but that didn't mean I wasn't well versed in the art of seduction. Selene is my wolf, after all. "Mmm, so sweet angel. Are you sure you want this?" I silently nodded my head, "yes," I wanted this more than I wanted anything in a very long time. Wyatt groaned as he grabbed my chin between his fingers, pulling me to my feet with zero effort. He pecked my lips, kissing his way down my jaw, connecting with my neck. He slid his other hand down my body, and he yanked my skirt down in one quick motion. Leaving me in nothing but my white cropped top and a lacey white thong. Wyatt growled as he took in the sight of the beautiful woman that stood in front of him.  My heart was beating like a jackhammer in anticipation. I couldn't believe it was actually happening. Something flashed in Wyatt's eyes as he looked at me with a primal smirk. Lowering his hand from my face, he then savagely wraps it around my tiny throat, squeezing lightly, causing I to moan out in contentment.  Growling, he yanks me closer, crashing his lips down, devouring my mouth completely. I returned his growl as I kissed him back with the same savagery. I moaned into his mouth, and I needed Wyatt to hear my desperation for him.  He started to trail kisses down my jaw. His mouth traveled to my collarbone; his canines grazed my skin, delivering pulse after pulse of electricity to my throbbing p***y. He began to suck on my exposed skin, attacking sensitive territory while his hands traveled up to my shoulders. The overwhelming sensation of his mouth on my skin this way was something I knew I could quickly become addicted to. Ending his attack, Wyatt brings his head up to meet my gaze with a feral look in his sexy honey eyes. ** Wyatt's Point Of View "I need you, angel," I whispered, my voice low yet dominant. It was taking everything I had to keep my wolf at bay. Kane wanted Selene just much as I had wanted her all these years, but more than that, my wolf wanted to ruin Lia. He wanted to cause her so much pleasure that the mere thought of another inside of her would make her sick, and she couldn't stand it. Lia sucked in a deep breath, and her eyes never left mine.  "Then have me." she gasped out, pulling her shirt over her head and kicked off her loose fitting boots.  Lia stood there in nothing but a black thong, Kane agreed she was the most beautiful sight. Seeing her eyes get darker as she examined the bulge in my sweatpants.  I sent her a devilish smirk before I ripped off her underwear, leaving her body completely exposed. I crashed my lips into hers, kissing her passionately. Lia opens her mouth, letting me slip my tongue in her mouth. I swiftly break the kiss to pick her up and place her on the island. She puts her feet on the counter knees pressed together.  "Don't act shy now, angel." I grabbed her knees, spreading them open enough for me to dip my head between her trembling things. I growled, looking at her essence glistened on her pretty little p***y.  "She's dripping for us," Kane howled, gnawing at me to let him free. "f**k, you're so fúcking wet," I hissed as I slipped a thick finger through her wet folds.  I slid my hands up her right leg, grabbing it and placing it over my shoulder. I began to kiss the inside of her ankle, working my way down to her inner thigh. Lia's breathing uneven as she watches me kiss my way down her leg. Each touch of my warm lips increased her need.  "Wyatt," She lets out a sexy little whimper as my hot mouth covers her c**t.  Her moans are my new favorite song, one that I now know I'd have to leave on repeat for as long as the Moon Goddess would allow me to. I rewarded her with an equally sexy moan as my eyes rolled back, letting her taste consume me. I drank her in, expertly sucking and slurping her c**t into my mouth. She was a beautiful, moaning mess.  Lia started rocking her core against my mouth, chasing her high. Her body begins to shake as I began to swirl my tongue in circles. I slid two fingers into her dripping core, covering them in her saccharine essence. I pulled my mouth from her center, and Lia hissed in annoyance as I stared up into her gorgeous hazel eyes that imprisoned me. This girl definitely had a hold on me, and I didn't mind one bit.  "Mmm angel, I'm never lettin' you go now." I lick her sweet honey from my lips, letting out a guttural growl.  Lia shuddered; I kissed my way up her body taking her mouth into mine once more. She let out a muffled moan as she tasted herself on my tongue. I positioned himself between her legs and pressed her harder up against the counter. I began to rub my rock hard bulge on her naked core. Feeling her wetness on the front of my pants, I let out a primal growl from my chest. I roughly bring my left hand to Lia's bare t**s, kneading at her needy breasts. I lean down, leaving wet kisses down her neck. I took a half step back before hooking my arms under Lia's legs, and I unceremoniously yanked her towards me, spreading her wide open. Lia tried to force her legs shut, but my hold on her was way too strong as I had her legs pinned down.  "Stay," I commanded. She snarls at him, but not moving a muscle. I snorted at Lia's reaction. It was funny that she gave me an attitude but listened well.    I then undid the strings on my gray sweatpants and lowered them just enough to free my c**k. She gasped as I stroked myself with one hand. I placed the other on her hip, pulling her closer to me.  "Don't worry, angel, it'll fit just fine. I promise." She hissed when she felt the head of my d**k run up the slickness of her length. "Please," Lia cried desperately.  Without another word, I sank down with force, her core clenching around me. Lia screamed out when I gave her no time to adjust to anything. I pulled back before ramming my long thick c**k back inside her, invoking a howl from her wolf. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me closer. My free hand traveled up her stuttering body, and I roughly grabbed her neck. I wrapped my fingers around her, squeezing lightly. I felt my eyes glow as Kane and I watched ourselves brutally slide in and out of her tight little pússy, claiming her as ours.  "More!" She yowled, loving the pain mixed with pleasure that I was providing her with.  I grunted as the rhythm of my hips sped up almost to a blur. I slammed into her completely bottoming out, my balls slapping against her ass. Lia's legs wrapped harder around my waist, and I held her in place as I thrust as hard as I can, watching her perfect t**s bounce. In and out, in and out, sweat thoroughly covering our bodies. Nothing but the sound of Lia's screams filled my kitchen as she completely spilled over. "Oh yes, Moon Goddess!" she growled.  Lia's tight p***y cinched around me, squeezing the f**k out of my large c**k. She threw her head back, moaning into the air. I tighten the hold on Lia's neck, and I shove down deeper, causing the marble underneath Lia to crack as I continue to pound into her.  "f**k angel," I roared, pulling out of her and stroking myself as I emptied myself on Lia's stomach.  Lia gazed up at the ceiling, trying to catch her breath, but she lets in a sharp breath when she feels my mouth on her pulsing s*x. I circled my tongue over her pulsing bud, sending her back into s****l bliss. Lia propped herself on her elbows to look down at me. Unable to speak, she just watched, eyebrows frowned, mouth in the shape of an "O." Lia looks down at me, and her glowing eyes locked with mine. Her body tensed as a second wave of pleasure washed over her making her toes curl in satisfaction.  "Mmm, sweet. So sweet angel." I stood up, placing a gentle kiss on her lips. She looked at me with dazed eyes. All the sudden, it was like something snapped inside of her.  "Can we maybe keep this between ourselves? I JUST got dumped, and you are still my best friend's uncle, and I don't want to lose Bea over this, and you know how my parents are. Just please give me time until I can figure out how to tell her. I mean, of course, if you even want to tell anyone about this. Do you want to tell anyone about this? Is this even a this?" Lia continued to ramble like a madwoman. I quickly shut her up with a kiss.  "Angel, slow down. Yes, we can keep this between ourselves for now. But just for now. Bryan is the biggest i***t for dumping you; you are not losing Bea over this, you know her better than that. Who f*****g cares what your parents say. And yes, angel, this is a this."  A deep crimson blush creeps up her face as she gives me a small smile. "Okay," Lia whispers out. "I'm going to shower and go to bed before Bea catches us in this compromising position.  "Alright, angel, sweet dreams," I tell her with a smirk, kissing her lips before I help her get down from the counter. She quickly grabs her clothes that were scattered on the floor and limped out the kitchen and towards one of the guest bedrooms. Kane can't help but growl satisfied as he hears her quietly whimper as she goes up the stairs. I readjust my sweatpants and lean into the counter to think about everything that just transpired when I suddenly take notice of the massive crack on my granite countertop. I let out a vexed groan.  "f**k, I'm definitely getting s**t for this."