The Alpha’s Only Daughter

Chapter 10

Layla’s POV

He kissed my mark, yet he didn’t mark me. I was prepared for him to break my flesh with his teeth and permanently claim me, but he moved away from it and kissed me elsewhere instead.

Did I mess up? Did I do something to make him want to reject me? I began panicking. Here was the future Alpha of this pack dropped into my lap by the Moon Goddess herself to solve all of our problems and he was about to reject me.

I reach out for his hand for reassurance. Anything to tell me that he’s not leaving. He holds my hand tightly and I sigh in relief.

Safety, for now.

I roll back to him and lay my head on his chest, immediately feeling the comfort of our mate bond. A heaviness washes over my eyes and I fall asleep.

•••

When I wake the next morning, Zane is still beneath me. I smile and a warmth spreads to my cheeks as I thinking about our activities before we fell asleep.

I look up at him and he is resting peacefully. His hair appears to be even more red and curly than last night. His beard has been groomed to a reasonable length.

As my eyes wander down, I look at his sculpted body and wonder how he received various scars on his shoulders, chest, and abdomen. My eyes trail further south and I see nothing but a sheet covering his lower half. I lift the sheet a little to see if he ever put back on his underwear. He had not.

“So much for having the laundry attendant bring underwear for me to sleep in,” he says sleepily, a cocky smile on his lips.

I bring my eyes back to his and smile sheepishly, “Good morning.”

“Good morning, mate,” he says in a deep and sultry tone. My heart skips a beat again. He moves up and lifts my chin to kiss me.

He falls back into the bed and sighs contentedly, “I searched for you endlessly back home.”

“Where is back home?” I laid my upper body across his abdomen and looked at him, my chin on my arms.

“In the southern Lycan kingdom,” he hesitated before responding which made me think there was more to it.

“Why did you decide to come south then?”

He rubbed his hands over his face, “My brother. He said I had searched every possible pack village within the southern kingdom and that I needed to give up and settle down with someone other than my true mate.”

My eyebrows furrowed. Something wasn’t adding up. “But why would he say that? You’re only 21. There is a Lycan King in the north who still has not found his mate and he is nearing thirty.”

I felt Zane’s body go stiff below me.

“Unless, you—you are the king?” I stammered. If he was king, then saving my pack would be thrown out the window.

“No,” he replied. I let out the breath I was holding in. “Not exactly that.”

I sat up in the bed looking expectantly at him.

He sighed, “I’m the king’s younger brother.”

I couldn’t breathe. Zane was a Lycan prince. The Lycan Prince was in my bed.

“So, my brother wanted me to marry the Western Lycan kingdom’s daughter in hopes that he could acquire them as a part of his own kingdom,” he looked at me sadly. “I couldn’t betray the Moon Goddess’s plan and settle down with anyone other than my true mate. So I went rogue.”

“How long ago was that?”

He thought for a moment, “I believe it’s been a month and a week since I left.”

“You were out in the woods for that long? Why did you never stop?” I couldn’t believe he had been on his own for so long.

“I did stop occasionally. Only for a day at a time though. If I crossed by a pack, I would stop to see if anything held me there. If I didn’t find anything, I would move on.”

My thoughts went back to the night before my birthday while I was on patrol. “You stopped here for a day. Before you ran towards me last night.”

“Yes. I smelled you. I also saw you, but from a distance. It wasn’t enough to trigger the mate bond, but your smell kept me here.”

I swallowed, “I think I felt you that night.”

His eyes didn’t leave my face, “What do you mean?”

“How do I explain this? I felt a tug, uh, within me which stopped me in my tracks.”

“I saw you searching for something, is that what it was?”

I nodded, “I thought my instincts were warning me of some kind of danger, but I think my mate bond to you was calling me.”

“But you weren’t 18 yet,” he looked confused.

“My father found his mate the day before his 18th birthday, maybe it’s connected?”

“Maybe.” He raised his eyebrows, “Well, I guess if we’ve found each other now, there is nothing else to be worried about in this moment.” He leaned up and kissed me on the lips, pulling me back down to lay on the bed next to him.

Zane continued kissing my lips, but moved one of his hands to touch my breast. He began rubbing the n****e in between his thumb and index finger and I moaned through our kiss. He moved his lips to my neck close to the spot he would mark, but kept moving down until his mouth and tongue reached my other n****e. He flicked his tongue over it while pinching the other, occasionally glancing up to see my reaction.

Wetness and an ache for more began pooling between my legs and I squirmed. He let go of my breasts with both his mouth and his hand and moved down. He slid his body between my thighs and I thought he might f**k me again. Instead he lowered his face to my entrance and began lapping up the juices flowing from my wet core. He moaned in delight and the vibration of his voice sent chills and sparks through my body.

His arms were underneath my legs and his hands were touching my sides, but his tongue was all I could focus on. He flicked his tongue over my c******s until I could barely keep my mouth shut. I tried to stifle my moan, but it slipped out. He began licking my c**t even faster. I couldn’t keep myself from vocalizing my pleasure. He brought a hand down and slipped two fingers into my wet p***y. I gasped and grabbed the sheets around me.

His mouth kept ferociously working on my c**t as he wiggled and pumped his fingers inside of me. I could feel something building up within me. I grabbed onto his hair and pulled his face in closer as I climaxed, releasing more juice and wetness onto his face and hands. I let out his name as I orgasmed, “Zane!”

Zane looked up at me and smiled, he sat up and wiped his mouth and chin with his clean hand.

I had never orgasmed like that before. Or like I had the night before. Not that I had anything to compare it to other than m**********n, but I was sure that nothing could compare to the s*x between two mates. Zane looked pretty content as well.

He got up off of the bed and offered me his hand, “I think we should both go shower before we start our day.”