The Alpha's Medic

ZARA: It had only been a week since I found out who my mate was. I was still in shock after knowing that I was fated to the Alpha of my pack; Alpha Maximus. It was a day after my eighteenth birthday and the day I got my wolf. I caught glimpses of him when he came around the pack house, but I didn't dare move near him. How could I? I was an Omega, the weakest of my pack. I mean, one of the weakest of my pack. The powerful wedded the powerful, and the weak ones got each other. Just like my parents did, passing on the misfortune to me. However, luck seemed to embrace me enough to think of me as worthy of a man like Alpha Maximus. All that was left was for him to accept me. I gulped at the thought. There was a hundred percent chance that he would reject me on the spot. At least, that was what I thought until he invited me to his place. My hands shook with trepidation, but my wolf comforted me. "It'll be fine, he's your mate, and you're destined to be with him." "You don't understand." I groaned inwardly. "It's Alpha Maximus, not just any regular man out there." The doors to his well-plush cabin made of the finest dark wood opened for me, and his housekeeper welcomed me into it. "Miss Zara. Alpha Maximus is waiting for you in the bedroom." I swallowed hard, and my cheeks grew hot. "B-bedroom?" "Yes." He said with a serious expression as though whatever he spat out wasn't unbelievable. Me in the Alpha's bedroom? I felt like I was floating on air and would soon drop down in an instant! I thought I would pass out when his chauffeur came to my house to pick me up. I was thankful that it was just my twin, Xena, and I at home. The second time I thought I was dead when he told me that Alpha Maximus wanted me in the cabin. That was where he took time off work, away from people and relaxed. The cabin was located near a serene lake that looked like it was brought out of a fairytale during sundown and at night, beautiful neat greenery surrounded it, making it more pleasant to the eyes. I couldn't soak in the luxurious interior as much as I wanted because his housekeeper brought me out of my thoughts. "Miss." "Y-yes." I had not set my eyes on him yet I was already stuttering. "Let's go." He ushered me to the front of the room and softly knocked on the door. "Alpha Maximus. Miss Zara has arrived." "Let her in." My heart began to thud so rapidly in my chest that I thought it would explode. "Be confident." My wolf told me, if only I could side-eye with my soul. I adjusted my flay gown as if it would get any prettier by doing that, I checked my breath and wished that I could conjure a mirror to check if I looked good one last time. The housekeeper opened the door for me when I could not move, and vanished like he was never there. I never knew old men could be snitches. As much as I wanted to keep my head down after closing the door behind me, the sight of him was enough to draw me in. He sat on a brown lush couch next to his king-sized bed. Manly, muscled arms filled the arms of a long white-sleeved shirt making them wrinkled, those arms were the first thing I noticed while he took off the glasses on his face. There I thought he actually relaxed at the cabin when he was busy working. He slid the stray strands of dark hair covering his seductive whiskey eyes so he could see me properly or so that I could see them. Whatever it was, the view made me forget whatever anxiety I had before, well, that was before he spoke again. "Zara," His baritone voice called my name in a way that made me want to drop on my knees or maybe it was the mate bond, all I knew was that no one had ever called my name like that. "Yes, Alpha Maximus." I managed to say. "Do you know why you are here?" "No." I shook my head. "You should." He stood up giving me a full view. Long legs, halfway unbuttoned shirt, whiskey eyes. He added with a sly grin. "We are mates after all." I could not find a suitable response to give so I stayed silent. He inched closer and brushed my hair away from my face, each motion caused goosebumps to fill my body. And my lips parted just from the graze of his fingers from my cheeks to my nape. It wasn't anything big, but it felt so lustful. He slowly and gently circled his hand around my neck making me gasp for air. Before I could process whatever was happening fully, his lips were on mine. If it were any other man I would've pushed him away, but this was different. Perhaps, because he was my mate, that or because it was my first time too. His tongue tasted of rich dark red wine yet he didn't seem drunk. I didn't even have the ability to be thankful for brushing my teeth before coming over to his place. As his tongue explored my mouth, my body grew hotter and hotter so much that I thought I would burn into ashes. After leaving me dazed and confused he took a few steps back. I didn't want him away, I wanted him as close as possible. With a raspy voice along with a commanding tone, he sternly whispered. "Undress for me, Zara." I wanted to hesitate, but my core was pulsing with so much need. I thought I would die if he didn't touch me again. It was shameless of me, but I didn't care. "Look at me while you take off your clothes." He instructed. My lips stayed slightly parted as I unzipped my dress, and like he wanted I did not look away while I took off the rest of my clothes. It was only after I was completely bare before him did I feel the cold of the night. The wind brushed against my n*****s making them painfully harder. I tried to cover myself but he gripped my hands. Shame covered my body in red as I became aware of the fact that he was fully clothed when I had nothing on. And it looked more like a tomato when I realized my body was in the scrutiny of his gaze. Everywhere he touched after that made my senses heighten and my toes curl. I could not believe the indecent profanities that came out of his mouth while he squeezed, pinched, and grazed his teeth over wherever he wanted. It all happened so fast that I didn't know all his clothes were off till I heard a soft, metallic rasp fill the air as his zipper drew down. The sound sent electricity straight to the pit of my stomach, making my core ache deeper for him. My pupils dilated at the sight of how big and hard he was. I wanted to scream but my throat was too dry to. He helped me accommodate his size, afterwards, only moans, groans, and profanities filled the room. "You're so wet, Zara. You're f*cking wet for me," he growled, his voice filled with possessiveness as he plunged into me I bit my lip and held onto the sheet, giving in to the constant pleasure being thrust between my thighs. "Yes, Alpha Maximus." I moaned, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm so wet for you. I'm all yours, Alpha Maximus!” He gripped my hips tightly, his fingers digging into my skin as he thrust into me with intense ardor. "Say it again," he demanded in his deep, husky voice. "I'm so wet for you!," I cried out, my voice rising with each thrust as I came all over his manhood. Our breaths became more ragged as we rode to our highs. He finished not long after I did and he got off me, speedily wrapping a towel around himself and leaving me on the bed like I was never even there. "Get cleaned up, and go home." He coldly told me. "What?" I managed to reply, still trying to recover from whatever happened. "Honestly, you're a good f**k, but you'll never be a good Luna. You're weak and definitely not the woman I need by my side to run the pack. I, Alpha Maximus De Angelo of the Blue Ridge Pack rejects you, Zara Dos Santos as my mate and Luna." His words struck me like lightning, and all the ecstasy I had been riding on faded instantly, leaving me all high and dry.