Marked by the Alpha

The Shocking Announcement

Never have I recalled adoring someone’s eyes before. Even mine which was almost the color of cyan was pretty normal for me. No color or shape has ever enchanted me. However, this man’s eyes held my eyes for the longest time. From the way he stood and how manly he appeared to be, I know that it wasn't his charisma that caught someone's attention but his eyes.

All of him seemed to be perfect. From his eyes that were requiring submission, from his nose that was straight with narrow nostrils, from his bow-shaped plum lips. Who wouldn't think that this man wasn't attractive? And the fact that I never saw his aristocratic beauty for years made me wonder where he had been.

This man had never appeared on television before, nor modeled apparel from one of the well-known brands in Central Canidae. He was so foreign to my eyes, I couldn't take my eyes off of him. To think that he was my mate, that he saved me from my bullies and had marked me in my first heat, this occurrence was still unbelievable for me to fathom.

With that thought of the marking, I felt my cheeks turn hot pink all of a sudden. Before I knew what happened next, I was aching for his touch again, my nerves ending were trembling and anticipating more. And the fact that he was staring at me like I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen didn't help me to succumb to my arousal.

His gaze grew so intense upon my face that I nearly squirmed. And when I felt his hands move, a whimper emerged from my lips, making the tension between us heavier than it already was.

It was only a tiny movement. Skin to skin with less exertion yet I felt like I was near my edge again. Oh, Goddess... what does this man do exactly to me?

“Oh, you don’t how much I wanted to keep going,” he whispered and intoxicated me when I inhaled his breath.

There was something in him that I couldn't understand. He was the first man who ever made me susceptible, and assured me that it was fine to be vulnerable for a minute. He had torn that barrier I surrounded myself for years so easily and bewitched me, enchanting me completely with his looks and tongue that grazed on the thing I thought was never going to be pleased and then sink into it until I let it all out on his mouth.

After making me experience the bliss of the marking, I found it rather addicting... and I want to experience it again by knowing how much this man was capable of making me wither in ecstasy? And I feared that I could no longer contain myself for I had once tasted it.

He gazed down at me and I felt his strong restraint that I wish he never had. I saw how he clenched his jaw before he shut his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, he uttered a swear before bringing forth his face as a sign of his surrender, wrapping his hands to pull me and then latching his lips to mine.

The moment his lips moved, an insistent knock disrupted us. He stilled for a while before eventually drawing back to look at the door. He was still settled in between my legs and was leaning on the vanity sink.

“Sir, we are already late for the ball. The Alpha needs you now,” one of his men reminded him from the outside.

“Give me another five minutes,” he responded, a little vexed this time.

I heard him sigh before he turned to me and glanced at my naked body like it was his favorite sight since I didn't see any disgust in his eyes rather than amusement or some sort. And it was as if I had gotten used to facing him with no clothes on that I never reacted sheepishly nor unreluctant to even cover my body.

After getting claimed and marked, I suddenly felt comfortable with him. Probably because that's what mates feel when they locate each other. At first, I thought it was exaggerated when wolf shifters, mostly the elders from our pack, stated that having a mate is like having another version of you but just with the opposite gender. You can feel an unexplainable bond and sense of comfort one had never attained from others before.

It was said to be different from the fondness of having friends or family. Not that I had one to compare and break down the difference. However, it turns out that they weren't jesting at all. I had felt an unexplainable bond with my mate even though we just literally met.

“If it wasn't for the ball today, I might already have taken you here, honestly,” he said with a smirk and traced his tongue on his lower lip. “However, I think that Moon Goddess wants me to endure, so I will.”

I never bothered to respond, but I did feel his thumb brush gently on my cheek. I savored the way he stroked my cheeks and I couldn't help but crack a smile. That was the first assuring gesture I had that ever came from me. I didn't know how gratifying it was to feel when it came from others, especially one’s mate.

“We need to go,” he added, which made me gaze up at him.

“We? How? I’m naked,” I said with a frown, ineffectively drawing my eyes to the dress I had sewed for months which ended up getting torn. I gave him a small smile when he raised my head and forced me to focus my attention on him. Pursing my lips, I squinted my eyes. “You are not planning to make me walk naked outside, do you?”

“After I had marked you? Never. This body is mine now...” he said possessively before taking off his coat. He motioned me to raise my hand, so I obliged. He put his coat on me and unbuttoned it himself. “I’m going to send you to my office after we get out of here with my private secretary and I’ll order him to take care of your dress as soon as possible. After that, go to the ball. I want to show you something.”

I nodded and smiled at him. He picked me up and then placed me down like a delicate glass that could break if not handled carefully. And his words were as gentle as his gesture.

For the second time, he made me feel the assurance, I’m starting to fear that I might crave it now that I know and love how it feels.

I felt my cheeks heat again and then I swung over the bathroom mirror in hopes to conceal the flushing of my cheeks, only to find out that his coat turned into a coat dress that was just above my knees. If I was only wearing underwear, I could go to the ball. Unfortunately, I couldn't, since Sasha had torn it as well.

Smiling, I ran my hand on his coat and our eyes met in the mirror when I raised my head. My smile instantly faded when I saw him giving me a predatory gaze. Not that I found it irksome, it’s just whenever he offered me that look, something inside me ignited.

Arousal’s what it's called, obviously. I’m worried that if I lose control, I’ll jump at him and prohibit him from going to the ball and keep him to myself instead. If only that was possible and not so selfish, I would have done it already. It would probably be the most absurd thing I would do given the fact that we just met. It was the first time my wolf and I felt roused for two decades and three years, there was no way I was going to forbid that to us.

“Maybe we should get going before I take my coat and continue what we left off,” my mate said with a smirk as he stared at my face and then placed his mouth near my ears. “I can wait until the ball is finished and make you scream again.”

“Y-Yeah...” I answered absentmindedly and realized that I had agreed with his luscious notion rather than fighting the urge not to give into our body's desire.

“Yeah to the we should get going or to the make you scream?” he queried, a roguish smirk plastered on his lip as he looked at me in the mirror. “Don’t answer that. I know it’s both. Even if you don’t want to, I’ll force you to do your responsibility as my mate...” He suddenly towered over me and I froze as I watched him stare at me so intently that I gulped in excitement. “You are the only one who ever made me jolt. It was only you whom mine have reacted, so don't expect that it was going away.”

Well, not only did he look handsome but I also realized that he has a naughty side I enjoyed. For a minute, I thought I could have my second orgasm just by hearing him talk and fire me with a sensuous warning. After knowing that, how can I not anticipate it? He had only given me a hint but my mind was beyond the marking.

I couldn't blame myself though, it was my first time seeing a bulge under someone’s pants. Except it wasn't just a simple bulge but a big one that was ready and mad.

Before my eyes could drop on his pants, I looked away and jerked my head at the door. “Let’s go.”

He led me outside the bathroom and I was glad to see no one was around. Relief skittered through me because I wouldn't encounter mateless men that would be attracted to my pheromones. That was all the female wolf shifter avoided when in heat.

Without taking a Pheromones Suppressant Medicine was a sin for involuntarily attracting men. I never bought a PSM thinking I would never experience being in heat. Apparently, it did happen to me and I was fortunate to have been marked to suppress the pheromones my body was producing. It wasn’t totally gone but I know he saved me from breaking one of the Canidaen Commandments because of him.

I waited for him to order his private secretary and allow the private elevator to lead me to an elevator I had never used before in the company leading directly to a big extravagant office. In fact, as I examined the clean office painted with neutral colors and designed mostly men's items, I never knew that there was a space in the company I knew nothing of. I’m certain I wasn't the only one who knew that there was an undisclosed room.

Suddenly, I heard my mate's private secretary clear his throat, so I turned to him with inquiring eyes.

“Kindly wait here, Miss...”

“Constantine,” I answered and saw him offer me a smile.

“Right, Miss Constantine. I’m Jacob Morris, nice to meet you,” he said with a little nod. “I’ll be back with a dress for you so we can go to the function hall as my master commanded me.”

I nodded because I couldn't complain about my situation. I needed every help I could get. I needed to be dressed appropriately for the ball. Minutes passed, private secretary Jacob came back with the most expensive black dress to ever be seen in our company to be released next month on the market.

For a moment, I wanted to decline the offer but I couldn't burden my mate’s private secretary to look for another dress and this was probably my mate’s order, so I complied.

Reluctantly, I accepted the dress and wore it with my utmost gentleness because I could never afford to pay for this dress if I rip it. I looked at myself in the mirror and I decided to fix my hair. Good thing I wasn't wearing any mascara, otherwise I would have looked like a zombie by now.

I naturally have rosy cheeks so I don’t need tints or color powder to add color to my face. Same as my lips. Except it was puffy and redder than its usual color because I was kissed. When I remember our hot encounter in the bathroom, my cheeks stained red even more.

I stepped out of the bathroom after I was satisfied with my looks and private secretary Jacob immediately led me towards the private elevator. After we arrived on the function hall floor, I went out and saw my mate on the stage sitting beside our Luna.

My brows creased as I walked towards the table Jacob had led me without taking my eyes off of my mate. The Alpha was speaking on the stage and I couldn't articulate what he was saying because I was focused on the only man who captured my attention, my mate.

“Again, thank you so much for making me rule this pack for 30 years. Now, may I present to you the New Alpha of the Crimson Pack, Xavier Lewis, my son.”

Everybody clapped and I saw my mate slowly standing up from his seat. I felt my lips part in surprise as I watched how he exchanged a handshake with the Alpha followed by a tight embrace. I had to blink several times and shook my head to confirm what I was seeing on the stage.

I couldn't believe it.

How can someone like me be fated with an Alpha?