A Bride For The Ruthless Alpha

Help her

~WRITER’S POV~

AN HOUR AFTER ARIA LEFT

“Oh you are so good! Right there, my Lord! Yeahhh!”

Bertha's moans filled the room as she grinded herself on Damon’s cọ́ck, her boobs bouncing on her chest.

“Promise me once she stops the wedding, you will make me your official wife,” she demanded as she increased her tempo.

As soon as Damon heard Bertha's request, his face contorted. Each time he heard the word official wife and Luna, his bones clenched hard.

Trusting had become so difficult for him ever since his parents death and the fact that he could never guess his uncle's next vessel to trap him made him wary of everyone. Sometimes including Bertha who had been one of his most trusted persons.

Amongst his concubines, Bertha was the only concubine whom he'd chosen by himself. Although pressured by his uncle, he'd made the final decision. Time and again she'd proven to be loyal and worthy of his time and he rated her very highly. This is the reason he was able to stand her when he naturally wouldn't stand another woman in his sight.

“Oh fill my cụnt! Fụ́ck me harder!” Her nasty moans pulled him back.

Grunting, he forced himself to focus back in the moment.

He knew Bertha was doing her best for him. All round. Her energy was always unmatched and sometimes he wished he could fully reciprocate. But he knew he first had a duty to his Pack and romance was only a fleeting moment for him.

“My Alpha! Help me!”

“What's that noise?” Damon paused, a frown etched on his face.

“It's nothing. Ignore it,” Bertha groaned as she grabbed his shaft that had slid out of her and pushed back into her hole.

As he entered, she gasped, her fingers gripping his sweaty shirtless body.

“Fụck!” She groaned.

She loved the way she felt when he was inside her. She'd slept with lots of Alpha before she finally found herself in Redmoon. And she had no doubt Damon was the man written in the stars for her.

And not even the bịxch Aria would change it.

“Prove to me you are not just the Alpha of the pack but the Alpha of my heart and being,” she purred, arching her body forward, slowing her grind but not stopping completely.

She grabbed his hand and placed on her boobs, her lips curling up.

“The Luna is in danger!”

The screaming came again.

Without a moment of thought, Damon scrambled out of the chair. Bertha dropped to the floor.

“Who is in danger?” He questioned the moment he pulled the door open.

“Aria is in danger…she left…she went to–” Beatrice tried to explain.

“Speak!” Damon barked, impatiently.

Beatrice inhaled deeply in a bid to steady herself. “She went to save Lisa but she's not back and it's been over an hour already.”

“What do you mean?” Damon questioned, frowning.

“She received a letter to come to Redmoon bridge and save Lisa.”

“Redmoon bridge?” Damon eyebrows knitted.

“Damnit!” He groaned a second later.

Rogues, bandits and all kinds of creatures swarmed there.

“Please my Alpha, save her!” Beatrice begged and fell to her knees.

“That is if she's still alive by now,” Bertha uttered walking out.

“You cannot risk your life for her,” she told Damon.

Damon’s face hardened.

“Please…my Alpha…save her…she's got no one else…” pleaded Beatrice.

“Drag her away from here!” Bertha commanded the guards.

“My Alpha, this could be a trap carefully orchestrated by your uncle. Remember he's using her and you know how dangerous that place can be,” Bertha told Damon calmly.

Damon stood in the same spot, his jaw locked and his brows furrowed. Above all, his thoughts divided.

“Save her!” His wolf growled inside him.

“You cannot save her even if you wanted to. Would you risk the life of thousands in your hands to save one person?” Bertha started again.

Her words seeped into him slowly.

“Remember she just had a meeting with your uncle. Who knows what they discussed. Okay, you don't believe me? The girl Lisa is right there in the guest quarters. Why don't you find out if I'm lying to you or she's the one trying to make a fool out of you.”

Damon’s frown deepened.

“Guards!” He roared. “Go to the guest quarters and bring to me whomever you find there!”

If Bertha was right and Aria was trying to lure him into a trap, forget about stopping the wedding and coronation, he'd kill her with his bare hands.

The guards returned a minute later. But not alone.

“You see? This is Lisa. It's very clear now she's trying to lure you out,” Bertha murmured into his ears.

Damon vibrated.

At a point, he was going to give Aria a chance. A chance to prove she wasn't with his Uncle.

But it seemed he wasted his time ever harboring such thought in the first place.

“Take her away,” he ordered, his jaw tightening.

“Come let me make it up to you.” Bertha purred as she led him back inside.

But as he turned to return to his chambers, his wolf began to growl furiously. “Save her!”

He halted, the walls of his jaw clenching hard.

“Save her?! She's a liar!” He barked.

“My Alpha, is everything alright?” Bertha inquired softly.

“I need to be alone,” he told her through a forced calmness.

“You can talk to me, my Alpha. What's wrong? You have seen everything and confirmed that Aria is a lying bịxch—”

“I said I want to be left alone!” Damon snapped as he disentangled from her and matched inside.

He strode into his study and busied himself with work files.

“You should trust her. She's our mate!” His wolf growled furiously.

“Trust her?! She's in cohort with my uncle!” Damon snapped back.

“She's our mate and even right now I know you want to save her. I know you doubt the things you've heard. Why would she endanger herself to lure you out?”

Damon scoffed.

Because he knew with his uncle, nothing was impossible.

Until a voice echoed in his mind.

“Help me…”

He froze.

That was Aria's voice

“Help me…”

The voice sounded again. Distantly but he could tell it was her voice.

He leapt up from his seat.

Was she using their mate bond to lure him out now?

“For fvck sake! Listen to your heart and you'll know if she's faking it or she's really in danger!” Damon felt his wolf rumble furiously.