His Princess of Darkness

Chapter 4

Maddox

I have been awake almost all night and the one time I managed to fall asleep her f*****g face appeared. I would say it was a dream, but it felt so real, she was sitting with her legs spread while I feasted on her perfect p***y.

“f**k!” I growl as I throw the covers back and get out of bed, I think a cold shower is needed. Forty minutes later I arrived at my office to find a rather smug looking Atlas with two steaming hot coffees, I knew there was a reason I had him as my Beta.

“Who pissed in your porridge?” he asks with a chuckle as I snatch the mug from him. Shooting him a do not start look he holds his hands up in surrender. We spend most of the morning going over construction business. By mid-afternoon we had been joined by my Gamma, Dollar. We had quite a few rogue attacks lately and we needed to deal with it.

“So boss, I hear we had ourselves a little Russian spitfire in the bar last night?” Dollar says while wiggling his eyebrows at me. I turn to look at Atlas who has a s**t splitting grin on his face. Growling I say,

“We are here to work, gossip on your own time.” I am seriously not in the mood for their s**t and that woman has had enough of my mind space. It’s like I work with f*****g children with these pair. All day my wolf has been a nightmare wanting his mate, I keep snapping at him,

‘She is not our mate, we will be taking Una as a mate’ I say to my wolf even though it’s a lie, there is no f*****g way I’ll be taking her. He loses his s**t and starts growling and snarling in my head,

‘That she wolf is not our mate! I will not allow it!’ He snaps back and continues to claw at my skull wanting out, to go to her. Pinching the bridge of my nose I decide I have had enough for the day.

“Bar?” Atlas asks, I just nod and stand up,

“Yes, I need a drink or one hundred f*****g drinks.” As the three of us pull up to the Bar I notice her bike is not here; thank god, seeing her is the last thing I need right now. Opening the door, I walk into the dimly lit bar and my wolf retreats to the back of my mind, disappointed that his mate is not here. If I am honest I am both glad and gutted she isn't here. Noticing my mood, Dollar orders a bottle of bourbon and three glasses. I just sulk over to my stool; I notice Jared giving Dollar a questioning look. He just smirks and says,

“Female.” I growl, and he chuckles lightly and comes over with the drinks. We had been in the bar about two hours, and I was finally starting to relax when I hear the purr of her sports bike, f**k. The moment the door opens, and her scent hits me my wolf is surging forward wanting to see her. And she does not disappoint as she has on a pair of tight, black leather trousers and a black lace top with a red bra. f**k, I can feel my c**k coming to life watching her hips sway as she makes her way to the bar. She smiles at Jared, and I have no idea why, but I feel jealous, like that smile should be mine.

“Lyra, back again? I must say it's nice to see that gorgeous face again.” Jared says with a big grin, before I realise a growl rips from me. Chaos tries to take control, both heads spin around, Jared with a wide eye and her with a knowing smirk. Goddess this woman is born to sin, I picture the full, red, sexy lips wrapped around my now hard c**k; s**t! Snap out of it Maddox! Both Atlas and Dollar don’t even try to hide their laughs,

“Lyra why don't you join us?” Atlas the prick shouts over. Watching her saunter over to us, drink in hand with a smile, I am going to kill my Beta. “Lyra this is Gamma Dollar, Dollar this is Lyra.” Atlas introduces them to each other. Dollar is practically salivating and the lust in his eyes is making me want to rip his throat out.

“Lyra what a beautiful name, would you like a game of pool?” Dollar, the f*****g d**k asks her. I need to tell myself and my wolf we cannot kill our friends, not that he cares.

“I am not sure how to play Gamma Dollar, but I am a quick learner.” She says in her thick Russian accent and before I realise, I am standing up and offering to teach her. What the actual f**k Maddox, but the thought of another man touching her pisses me off. As we walk over to the table, her leading the way and me perving on her perfect ass the door slams open. Vampire! Turning to the door there is an angry looking man about my height but smaller in build stalking towards Lyra.

“Princess, your father has given me orders. You are to return to your Aunt’s.” He says as he takes hold of her bicep. Before I can even react Lyra spins on him with a menacing growl,

“I have already told you if you touched me again I would kill you. Tell me Nickoli, did you think I was kidding?” Well, I’ll be damned if I thought she was sexy before I now want to f**k her so hard she would begging me to stop, but something is telling me she would be the one showing me. The guy drops his hand and takes a step back with his head down, then mutters something in Russian. Lyra walks up to me, she slowly slides the index finger of her right hand up my chest as she says, “Well Alpha Maddox, I must go but I will take you up on your offer next time.” With a smirk in her thick accent. I just look at her finger that is resting on my chest before dragging my eyes up to meet her red eyes. Man, this woman is definitely made for sinning,

“Look forward to it.” Is all I manage before she leaves. What has gotten into me, finally clearing my head I go to turn and remember that he called her ‘Princess’ and it didn't seem like a term of endearment. Who is this f*****g woman?