Untame my wolf, Lucian

Chapter 3

Chapter three-The betrayal

Kira’s POV

The best orgasm ever.

I loved how Tyvon’s d**k felt inside of me and the way he thrusted into me like a beast was an out of this world experience.

Thank goodness I reached climax before she barged into the room.

I hissed under my breath.

“Should I go after her?”

Tyvon asked, his voice heavy with guilt.

“Aren’t you tired from all the postions o made you f**k me in?”

He looked at me then at his flat d**k, smirking and biting his lower lips.

“I cannot even feel my legs.”

“Ou! The s*x was that good?”

“It was unforgettable because it was risky.”

“I told you we were going to enjoy this s*x. Don’t worry about Damia,she would be fine and it's not like you were cheating on her with an outsider. I am her younger sister and since I am the Alpha now, I can share her husband with her.”

He looked at me, his eyes twitching.

“You sound like a gaslighter.”

“Nah, I sound like a rational sister. You d**k is too good for only one person.

I walked to where the full body mirror stood, adjusting my hair and straightening out my outfit.

“So we have a coronation party to attend.”

“Coronation party already? Didn’t you just become Alpha a few hours ago?”

I turned and gave him a sarcastic look, smudging parts of my makeup.

“Yes I did. Any problem?”

“No problem actually. I am just shocked that you were able to set up a party all about you very fast, as if you knew that you were going to win.”

“I knew I was going to win. I do not have all the time in the world. I would be leaving now.

I grabbed my purse and slipped on my heels, making it to the door.

“Where did all these egos come from?”

“From a lot of strategizing and a lot of betrayals.”

With those words, I left the room, gently closing the door behind me.

I was the opposite of sweet and generous Damia.

The evil sister.

We might look alike physically because we have the same hair colour or the same eye colour but when compared by heart, I was more evil, and I would do anything to get my needs met, even if it meant being selfish.

Damia does not deserve to be Alpha, she can barely even hold the breaks of her bike. She is not fit to represent the pack as our number one biker so I was honestly doing her a favour.

She needs more practice and skills to be fit for an Alpha.

I know I might have gone too far by asking my parents to rig the race, but I did it for her. And for me to win honestly.

Plus, there was no way that she would have won. She can barely do a simple tumble with her rusty old bike.

I sucked everything up and breathed out, putting up the fake smile that would convince the crowd that I was pleased to have them at my coronation party.”

“Oh, she is finally here, a standing ovation for our new Alpha, Alpha Kira. Please we welcome you on stage.”

The guys stood up and there was a round of applause, the studio light shining directly on me.

I walked up slowly, waving my hands to greet them and making sure the back of my heels were steady.

I hated wearing heels, they looked nice on me but I was more comfortable in boots. Bike riding boots.

When I got to the stage, the man with the microphone bowed for me and ushered me to a seat.

“Thank you Alpha Kira, for making Blackscar Pack proud and for bringing home the glory. “

“You are welcome. I trained all my life for this and it is an honour.”

“As a little token of appreciation, the bikers of BlackScar pack prepared a little show for you.”

“Oh, that is very nice of them.”

The lights dimmed out and the room went very quiet, all I could hear was a lady chewing gum lackadaisically.

From the back, I saw a road like carpet thrown out and the sound of gearing engines filling up the room.

The first bike appeared, it was a silver bike and the person riding it wore a silver helmet to most likely match with his ride.

He was very talented. The way he rode through the crowd, making turns and doing basic things like taking a sip of wine or munching on cakes without moving, falling off or losing balance from his bike was phenomenal.

He rode to the stage, did many turns, causing a huge tornado of fumes, the mist was an opening act for other bikes, they performed tricks, swirled on one tire and closed the act by creating my name with their tire screeches.

They looked like ballerinas on bikes.

“Thank you so much for that amazing mind blowing performance, it literally made my fur have goosebumps.”

The crowd laughed out loud, the microphone man was really good at humor.

“Lastly, we would want our new Alpha to come up and give her appreciation speech for the Pack and pass out her first rule.”

That was my cue.

I gave out my plastering fake smile and climbed up the podium, the microphone in my hands.

I cleared my throat and my eyes studied the amount of anticipation in the room, everyone was interested in my speech.

“Thank you everyone for being here and celebrating with me. I know this was all my hardwork but I also want to thank my parents for pushing me to always practice, employing the best coaches for me and making sure I break my own records. Another shout of to my own sister, she made me realize that not all blood is thicker than broth. She decided to put up with me in a race, even though she knows that I was the one who deserved to be Alpha.”

Everyone gasped.

“On this note, the first mandate I am passing out as the Alpha is that Beta Damia is permanently banned from entering this Pack,anyone who accommodates her would be sentenced to death and her husband,Tyvon, is now MY husband.”