The Alpha's Missing Pups

Never Speak Of Layla

Rome pov

“You still love her”

“ Don’t give me that look, i saw the way you looked at her”.

I had motioned to say something,but she wasn’t far from the truth, i very much care about layla, not disregading the fact that her beauty still charms me the way it did the very first day i saw her.

“You still think about her even when she ran away.”, Layla running away was all I needed to know. I had treated her wrongly. I didn't want a mate; it happened so suddenly that I just couldn't help myself with the way I treated her.

She ran; i traced her, saw how well she blended in among the golden howlers, bringing her back would be the worst i would do, she never told me she was pregnant, she didn't look like she was pregnant.

Being amongst the strange pack for days, all I saw was how she interacted so freely, she never spoke to me while under my roof, I remember that day seeing her laugh among women her age. It was just a week after she left, and it struck me that taking her away with the false hope I could make her feel welcome was just a lie to myself; there was a guarantee I would treat her right, and the only thing I could really do is let her go.

Accepting she was gone and hoped she was doing just fine without me in her life, then Chloe comes into my life, and all of a sudden, when i think all is going back to normal, she's back… with my children

She wouldn't tell a lie; I knew her that much at least, She had wanted to leave earlier. I couldn't explain what came over me, but seeing her walk towards the door, out of my life once more, I had to think fast. I can't let her leave again.

“You like her? Tell me, and I would tell my father to withdraw his alliance with your park, and I would be out of your life” Looking down at her, it was one of her many unwise statement, but she's was right this , Alpha Oden controls the northern region of wolves, which are by far superior than other parks, even with their size. They were strong enough to overpower most wolves, definitely not mine, but having them in aliance with my pack sets me on a higher place.

Having her here with me gives me his blessing when need be, having him by my side makes me superior leader; i can't let that slide down my palm, its an oppotuinuty, even a dull-witted wolf wouldn’t let go.

“I am sorry, i ... just,” she lean further, placing a kiss on my lip but i was quick to pull out, guilt flutters in my mind, “ i am sorry, i didn't mean to,” she says,her dilated pupils holding mine as she pulls me in for a kiss, “ i am sorry”, she repeats.

She places her fingers over my lipsher, letting her other free hands wander down my pants, squeezing gently, A sly smile crept on her face before she kisses my collar and then down my neck. “Let me make it up to you,” she said, rocking her hands back and forth.

This techniue of hers was her gateway each time, she assumes she had an me, of some sort.

Looking down at her, she is definitely a fine piece of art, her lush face, down to her red lips, talking more of her body, unspoken perfection. She unbuckles my shirt gently, her eyes not leaving mine. Each step downward makes my shaft even harder, till all buttons are down.

“You want me?” She said, placing kisses on my bare chest, My hands trail down her body as i lift her up, placing her against my torso. She grins, taking my lips into hers before I place her back against the wall. “I like your gown; it gives easy access,” she responds with a moan behind my ears.

“ it's all yours, baby.”

damn…

I trace my hands down her pants, pushing it beside before I free myself from the captivity of my pants, rubbing against her wet entrance. “I bet I am the best; I taste better than she ever had” , she said, behind my ears .

“ no more talk about Layla.”

She nods, placing kisses on my neck, but the mention of Layla’s name brings her back to my mind . She stood before me totally naked, it almost felt like a dream, but she felt so close, I could feel her, those scars I gave her, it had perfectly dented how I imagined her body over the years.

I imagine her against the wall, holding her this close, her light moans against my ears.

“Layla'' , I whispered, with each thrust bringing me so close, I reached climax in seconds, “what did you just say?” Voiced pulling me out.

“You called her name, didn't you?” She hopped down my arms and said, "You called her name." She shoved me to the wall, but this time I don’t hold her; I just stared.

“I have been here for three years, and she just walked out of wherever she had crept into these past few years, and now all you think about is her!” Her voice broke as she picked up her pants , tussling it at me.

“I hate you, I hate your stupid mate, I hate everyone”, she ruffles the sheet of my bed, throwing everything down to the floor, “ I hate you !”

“ Chloe”

“Don't be sorry; she is just a loser and a coward, using her bastard children to sweep your mind clean!”.

“Shut up!” My wolf barks from within me, rampaging to devour, and claw at her, she falls to the floor. “You raised your voice at me?” Terrified, she crawls with her hands backward, as tears pool in her eyes.

“Don’t you dare say another word about Layla; you know nothing about her,” she squinted, trying to comprehend. But I don't care; no one talks about Layla that way; I am the only one who had the opportunity, and no one ever will.

“Rome?” she calls out, but my wolf pounces on her dress, ripping the hem of her dress to shreds. “You don't say another word about Layla,” I say, and she nods, totally frightened. “I would... never,” she stutters as her back reaches the wall, I could feel her wolf whimper as she reaches the verge of escape.

What have I done?

“ I am sorry.”

My wolf succumbed, and all I have is her in my naked arms as she sobbed vigorously.