Unaware Alpha

"Why do you mind f**k me?"

I go downstairs after slipping on some leggings to help with dinner. Mrs. Jackson, the main cook, smiles warmly at me.

"I made some sweet tea. It's in the fridge."

"Mm, my favorite." I stand on my tiptoes to try and reach the glasses. When I can't reach, I look around for the step stool.

"Mrs. Jackson, where's the step stool?"

"Oh, someone must have taken it to use and not put it back." I nod and start getting my leg up on the counter to climb on top of it. A strong hand lands on my butt, pushing me up on the counter. Being 5'4", I really needed the help. A familiar, annoying voice comes from behind me.

"Like, I said, juicy." My face flushed a bright red.

"Shut up, Jeremy." I hear Mrs. Jackson walk out of the kitchen.

"Where did she go?"

"Bathroom."

"Okay, well, leave me alone." My foot slips as I turn around with my glass and I almost fall. My body hits a hard chest and I hear a groan from Jeremy.

"Ugh, watch what you're doing." I see pain on his face.

"Why does your torso hurt?"

"Your body just slammed into it."

I grab his shirt, pulling it up and he just looks away in shame. He has cuts and bruises all over his torso, like someone kicked him repeatedly.

"What the hell is this?!" My voice raises a little and he claps his hand over my mouth.

"Shut the hell up!" He whisper yells. I place my hand on the injury and he winces, removing his hand from my mouth.

"f**k, that hurts."

"Why aren't you healing?"

"It's from an Alpha."

"What about your hands?"

"Self inflicted."

I study his injury with my hand and he watches my hand glide over the ripples on his torso and the purple skin. We stay like that until we hear the bathroom door open. He pulls me off the counter and walks away, silently.

At dinner time, Jeremy is the only one who doesn't show up. I stare at his empty seat with annoyance. Turning towards the Alpha, I smile and get up from the table. I go into the kitchen, grab a plate and come back. I begin piling things on the plate and walk away. I make my way to Jeremy's room and knock on the door. He open the door, dripping wet, smelling like body wash, and only wearing gray sweats.

It's almost impossible for me to look away and my eyes follow the trail of dark hair from his navel to the bulge in his sweats.

"I...uh...I brought you some food..."

I chew my lip, not out of anxiety, out of arousal. He chuckles to himself and sniffs the air.

"If you want to me to be able to smell the delicious food, calm down."

My face turns 3 shades redder in a split second and I turn my head, unable to meet his hazel eyes. He puts a finger under my chin and turns my head back towards him.

"Don't be embarrassed. We all get turned on. Thanks for the food." He smiles and takes the plate, walking further into his room. He leaves the door open and I step in, closing it behind me.

"Before you eat, let me look at your bruises. I thought I saw a couple cuts too. Your back has deep scratches on it." I place my hand, flat on his back. He shivers.

"Why do you even care? I'm nasty to you all the time." I swipe my hand over the spot right between his shoulder blades where the worst damage is.

"Do you have rubbing alcohol and bandages in your fancy, attached bathroom?"

"Yeah, medicine cabinet."

I go into the bathroom and grab the things I need. When I come out, he's sitting on his bed. I climb on the bed, behind him and treat the claw marks first. When I move on to the front, I stand between his legs. Being this close is like standing on the edge of a cliff, dangerous.

Once the cuts in the front are taken care of, I grab his face with my hands.

"I care because you're still a teenage boy being beat by your much larger, much stronger father. No one should go through that alone. Despite how you treat me, I will always choose kindness over revenge."

I move to leave the danger of closeness and he grabs my hips.

"Stay a while."

*sighs* "Regardless of the compassion I've shown you, I'm not gonna have s*x with you. Don't get me wrong, you're insanely sexy. I just can't get myself to step over the edge. You're dangerous, Jeremy. I typically avoid danger."

"Don't avoid it this time."

I rub my thumb over his soft lips. I kiss him gently and walk away. He lets go of me without a fight and I just close the door behind me without another word.

The rest of the night goes smoothly with the normal emotional damage that comes from being the verbal punching bag. Jeremy and I exchange a few wandering glances in between the typical alienation. When I finally go to sleep, I have a very intimate dream about the last person I ever thought would enter my dreams. I wake up at 3am and sneak down the hallway to his room.

I knock on the door as quietly as possible. He answers the door in the same sweats with no shirt on. I push him backwards and come into his room, closing the door behind me and locking it.

"Why do you mind f**k me?"

"What?" He responds with sleep heavy on his voice.

"Ever since the thing with the fridge, I have been getting my thoughts and my dreams invaded by you."

"I'm not following..."

"I just woke up from a dream where you f****d me senseless. You, of all people. You've caused me so much heartache and emotional damage, yet I can't stop thinking about you."

His face flushes. "Really?"

"Why are you surprised?! You EXUDE sexy. If it could leak out of your pores, it would!"

I take steps toward him as I'm talking. Which causes him to back up.

"Well, I thought I was dangerous." He says, taking a step back. His legs hit the bed and he sits down.

"Then, call me a daredevil because I'm about to enjoy the danger." He laughs and grips my ass, setting me on his lap. I wiggle a little to adjust my position. His mouth goes straight for my neck and he begins biting and sucking all over my neck. I shiver when he runs his tongue along the bite marks.

"You okay?"

"Definitely." I pull his face to mine and start kissing him. He deepens the kiss and before I know it, he's sliding his hands up my shirt while sucking my tongue. We're both panting and I grind my center against his. He kisses my collarbone and tugs at the bottom of my shirt. I let him pull it over my head and for a second, my self consciousness rears it's ugly head. I cover myself with my hands.

"Your stomach isn't fat. It's just a little pudgy. Your boobs are fantastic."

He moves my hands and takes a n****e in his mouth. I throw my head back and moan as he bites and sucks my n****e. He lays me down and climbs on top. His d**k is so hard, I can see it's length under the sweats.

"Condoms?"

"Hmm?" His mouth is roaming every inch of my torso and I have little bite marks and hickeys from my neck to my navel. His canines elongate and he bites into my side, causing me to pull his hair. I bite my lip to hold in the noises, not wanting to wake anyone. My 'bedroom shorts' come off along with my lacy, pink panties. His sweats drop to the floor with my clothes. He reaches into his bedside drawer and grabs a small package. I watch as he rips it open with his teeth and puts on the condom.

Me legs are bent at the knee and I'm squirming beneath him. His d**k presses against me and I can't take the anticipation, so I dig my nails into his shoulder to get his attention.

"Just do it."

He nods and within seconds, he's thrusting inside me. His head tucks into the nape of my neck and my mouth hits his shoulder as we both get closer to a climax, I kiss his shoulder. It slowly turns into me muffling the sounds I'm making with his shoulder.

"I wanna hear you..." He whispers in my ear.

The room is suddenly filled with small gasps and whimpers. I have an orgasm before he's done and I try to get out his name. I only get halfway.

"Jer..." *gasps*

He f***s me harder and faster and when he cums, I have another orgasm. He collapses on top of me.

His curls brush against my ear and I shove my face into his shoulder, taking in his scent. He lifts himself off of me and climbs under the blankets, still naked. I try to get up and put my clothes on, but he pulls me back down. When he grabs me, he hits the spot where his canines bit into me.

"Ow." I wince and suck in air at the pain.

He sits up, blanket still covering his bottom half.

"Sorry..."

"I enjoyed it, I just...I don't heal like you do. The scratches from me are already disappearing. It'll heal, just not as fast."

He touches his shoulder and looks disappointed when he can't feel any marks from me.

"I wish I could make them stay..."

I turn to him and cup his face.

"It's okay. We aren't together or anything, so I don't expect you to be marked."

"Yeah, but, it's not fair. You have to keep the marks from me and I can't keep yours."

"Jer-"

"Don't. I just wanna feel like someone cares about me, just for a second. Please cuddle with me for a while."

"Okay..."

I lay down with him and we wrap our naked bodies around each other. One of his hands lands on my bare ass, squeezing lightly. The other one is against my back. I trace a finger over his back and play with his beautiful, ebony, curls with the other hand.

After a while, I break the silence.

"It has to go back to normal after this. We can't do it again."

"Why?"

"For starters, we're supposed to be enemies. Also, my mom wants me to meet and marry an Alpha. The way she sees it, the daughter of Beta is SUPPOSED to marry an Alpha. A lot of them only want someone who's 'pure'."

"They're gonna find out eventually. What are they gonna say when your heimen doesn't break because it already did?" I nuzzle my face against his chest.

"I don't know. I don't wanna think about what will happen. My mom basically sees me as a bartering chip and I can't go against her because I'm weak without my wolf."

"It'll come eventually. You won't be without your wolf forever."

"Well, I will at 9am, when my first prospective husband will be here. What if he decides he wants to 'sample the merchandise'? I won't be able to fight him off." I realize, I'm having a heart to heart with the person I'm supposed to hate the most.

"By the way, why do you let go so easily every time I push you away or anything like that? You could pin me down and I'd be stuck until you've had your way with me."

"I may be an asshole, but I'm not a rapist."

"True."

I laugh against his chest and nip him a little.

"You're definitely an asshole."

I watch as the red mark fades. His bruises and cuts must not hurt anymore because he doesn't flinch or anything. The claw marks on his back were gone when we started.

"You know, you could marry me, since I'm gonna be the Alpha in about a week."

Shock hits my face and I look up at his. He kisses me in an attempt to distract me.

"You're funny."

"I'm serious." His grip tightens on my ass. Another attempted distraction.

"My mom won't like that. Do you realize what would happen to the ENTIRE pack if got married, let alone if they found out we had s*x?"

"Dynamics would change. So what?"

"We can't."

He seems to get a little irritated and breaks the cuddle.

"You should go."

I just roll my eyes and put my clothes back on. I get my panties and shorts on and turn back to argue with him before putting on my shirt. I see the hurt expression on his face and just pull my shirt back over my head.

"Back to normal, okay?" I say as I walk towards the door.

"Fine, but don't expect me to feel bad when insults come your way!" He growls those words out.

I leave the room and proceed to my room to take a shower. I have a small bathroom attached, but it's nothing like his. My mind wanders to his bathroom and images of shower s*x enter my brain. I consider his offer to marry me and wonder what it would be like. I snap out if it pretty quickly and by the time I finished showering and getting dressed for the day, it's 6am. I go downstairs to help with breakfast and Mrs. Jackson side eyes me for the first hour.

"What's up, Betty?"

"You only call me that when you're struggling with something. Which is why I've been side eyeing you. Trying to figure out what it is."

"I just...don't wanna marry a stranger."

"You've been okay with it since it was decided months ago. What's changed?"

*sigh* "You can't tell anyone."

"We're being with super hearing. How would they not know?"

"Oh please, we both know that no one listens to our conversations."

"Very well, my lips are sealed. Now, spill."

"I had s*x with someone. It's not someone I ever thought I'd give myself to. He's just...a different person when all of the other factors are taken away and it's just us."

"What were you thinking?!"

"Shhh. You need to talk calmly or someone WILL tune in."

"Sorry. Who was it?"

"I don't plan on it happening again and no one will ever know, so it doesn't matter."

"You better hope no one smells him on you. I noticed you smell different, but I can't pinpoint the person's scent."

I hear someone coming down the stairs and we just go back to chopping and cooking. The interrupting wolf is my twin.

"Morning, Alex." I smile at him and he sniffs the air. His eyes go wide.

"Why do you smell like-- Mm." I covered his mouth faster than I ever thought possible, looking around the room for bystanders.

"When I let go, you say nothing. Got it?"

"Mm-hmm."

I take my hand off his mouth and he looks at me with questions evident on his face.

"Do I smell that bad?"

"Yes."

"Damn it!"

I march upstairs and strip from my bedroom door to my shower. I take another four showers to wash his scent off of me and put on completely different clothes. Then, I spray some mango perfume on myself. Actually, A LOT of mango perfume. I exit my room just as he's heading downstairs.

"Leave it to a little piggy to reek of fruit. Are all your perfumes food scented or just that one?"

"Actually, this..." I gesture to my very wet hair, heavily perfumed body and newly changed clothes. "...is the result of powerful werewolf noses. My brother could smell his best friend a mile away!" I whisper yell.

He just shrugs and I wonder why I even had s*x with him.

"Shouldn't have been a daredevil."

He walks down the stairs and I follow. Jessica comes between us from the other hallway.

"When did you get more bite marks?"

We both stop dead in our tracks and look at each other with wide eyes.

"Uh, I...uh...I accidentally irritated the ones I already had. Yeah, it made them worse. That's why it looks like I have more. Stupid me!" I laugh nervously and hope she's dumb enough to believe me.

"Oh, okay. Let's go, Jeremy! See ya, fatass."

She twitches away with her arm looped through his. For some reason, jealousy takes over me.

We all go down to the kitchen and enjoy the breakfast, Mrs. Jackson and I prepared. An hour after we've all finished eating, a fancy black limousine pulls into the extremely long driveway on our land. As it slows to a stop in front of the pack house, I see my future in a loveless marriage. I begin to hyperventilate, clearly having a panic attack and Jeremy looks over at me, mildly concerned. He grabs a glass of water and hands it to me, speaking in a quiet, reassuring tone.

"It's okay. He hasn't gotten out of the limo, yet. You can still call it off. Just breathe..."

"I see you two are on good terms." Queen of the Bimbos, decides to snark.

"We aren't, I just have the slightest bit of compassion."

"What is she even freaking out about?!"

At this point, I'm annoyed and I'm gaining my breath back.

"For your information, Queen Bimbo, that man in the limo is a prospective husband for me! Not that I WANT to marry a stranger!Not that your nosy ass even needs to know! Also, just because the Alphas son has regular, disgusting s*x with you, it doesn't mean you're better than me! Mind your own damn business next time!"

Alex comes over to me and pulls me to the side, trying to find out what's wrong when a tall, muscular, brunette, man enters the room. He's definitely older than me. Three other men that are clearly Alphas walk in behind him. I guess they carpooled. My mom said there would only be one today.

My mom comes up and greets them along with Beta Jared (my dad), and the Alpha. I guess they were already coming so they could be here early for our Alpha ceremony, so it's kind of convenient. Throughout the day, they all get a chance to talk to me, but I encourage them to talk to others girls in the pack. Just in case, I change my mind and decide to defy my mom. That's not the reason I give them, though. It was more like, "You should talk to other girls too, you know, in case we don't click." I hope no one wants to take me home and marry me when they're all at least 10 years older than me. I mean, AT LEAST. A couple of them are 15 years older than I am. Blech! I wanna scream because of how gross that would be. To settle my stomach, I think back to the time I spent with Jeremy.

The comfort I felt, pressed against his warm, toned chest and wrapped in his arms. The way he made me feel beautiful with every kiss. I don't think I'll ever be able to see anyone else the same way I see him. I realize, I'm supposed be having a conversation with one of the Alphas and I shake the thoughts of Jeremy out of my mind.

"Are you okay? You zoned out for a second."

Alpha Jesse asks me with fake concern. He's been eyeing my boobs the whole time we've been talking and I think it's just because he's a middle aged man who has a thing for teenagers. Oh wait, he is. Regardless, I take the opportunity to step away.

I make eye contact with Jeremy before responding.

"Actually, I'm not feeling well. I think I'm gonna go up to my room. Thanks for asking, though."

"Oh okay, can I get you anything?" Once again, fake concern.

"No, I'm okay. I probably just need to lay down for a while."

He nods and I head to the staircase. Jeremy's eyes meet mine again and I ascend the staircase. I go into my room and not even 5 minutes later, he taps on my door. I open it, pull him inside, and lock it fairly quickly. He immediately grabs the back of my thighs and lifts me up so my legs are wrapped around him. We basically attack each other's mouths with passion. He walks forward until my back is against the wall and rips my shirt off. My bra comes off as he simultaneously moves his mouth to my boobs. I feel him getting harder as he presses against me and I whisper in his ear.

"I wore a skirt for a reason." He makes a sound that reminds me of a purr and whips it out. My panties are moved to the side and he begins f*****g me senseless. The room is filled with sighs, gasps, and the smell of s*x. His mouth moves between n*****s as he pounds me into the wall. We climax simultaneously and the hunger fades into comfort as he leans against me with my back still pressed against the wall. He plants tiny kisses on my jaw and I hum in enjoyment.

"Hmm..."

"I don't think I can let you marry someone else."

"I don't think I wanna be with anyone else."

He nibbles my earlobe and it sends shivers down my spine.

"I'll marry you today if that's what I have to do."

"How did we get here?"

He lifts his head and focuses on my face. Eye contact is something I've never had to worry about with him. Even when he downright rude, he still made eye contact with me.

"I never really hated you. I was just being who I was expected to be."

"I was too."

He eases me down and adjusts himself. I don't even have to redress my top half because he does it for me.

"What do you mean?"

"Everyone expected me to hate you for being an ass. I actually started feeling the hate because I'd played the part for so long."

"Looks like we were both forced into roles we didn't want."

I pull his face down to meet mine and kiss him softly. A small smile graces his handsome face. He moves to kiss my forehead and we're once again interrupted by a knock on the door. We always have to worry about people getting in the way. I put my finger to my lips to signal for him to be quiet and I answer in my best 'sick' voice.

"Who is it?"

"It's Alex. Why do I smell Jeremy?"

Jeremy smiles wickedly at me and begins nibbling my neck. I have to try super hard to not giggle.

"I can hear stifled giggles."

"No, I'm stifling a cough. I think I have a cold."

"Just open the door."

I gesture to the area behind the door and Jeremy stands there while I open the door. Or at least, he lets me believe that.

"Hey, Jeremy." I follow his line of sight and glare at Jeremy. Alex pushes into the room and closes the door.

He looks between the two of us and puts his hands on his hips.

"Spill."

"We...uh..." Jeremy starts.

"Jer, I've got this." He gives me a look I can't discern when I use the short version of his name. I've only ever used it by accident, during s*x.

I continue on. "We've been secretly having sex."

"Okay. Why are there weird old guys here?"

"Our parents and the Alpha want to set me up with one of them. They want me to marry one of them so the pack can reap all of the benefits. The reason they chose me is because Jeremy doesn't have a sister and Dad's the Beta."

"That's kinda gross. Those guys are like twice your age. Makes me wanna puke."

"My sentiments exactly."

"Okay, I'll help."

I look at my brother, confused.

"Uh, help with...what?"

"I'll help you make it to where they leave and you get a choice on who you marry."

That sets our plan in motion...well, after we figure out our plan.