Sarah pov
The vicious howls and growls follow me. One mistake, and they'll catch up with me- then, I'll be slaughtered by the pack.
I push my body forward, nearly falling over a log in my way. "Damn," I hiss to myself. This is precisely what's going to kill me- inattentiveness and carelessness. Maybe I blame these things for what I did, but I'm already too deep in trouble to regret it.
How was I supposed to know he's the Alpha? The man looks just like the asshole of a cheater that broke my best friend’s heart.
About an hour ago, I made the biggest mistake of my life, and the attempt to escape is the only way out of the shitstorm I caused.
*** AN HOUR AGO ***
"Hey there, sweetheart. What's your name?" I smile at the bartender as his cheeks turn bright red.
"T-Thomas, miss. What can I do for you?" The bartender stutters, avoiding my gaze.
Judging by his appearance and lack of communication skills, I instantly assume the guy is new here; probably his first night.
I prop my weight on my elbows and press my breasts against the counter. "I'd really appreciate it if you could get me some ice for my bleeding knuckles."
"But, miss, your knuckles seem fine." His gaze lingers on my cleavage, and I instantly know that I have him right where I want him.
A sly grin spreads across my lips as I wave some money at him. "That's none of your business, Thomas. Now, chop-chop, get that ice ready, I'll pay."
"Right away, miss," he nods, grabbing a plastic bag.
I watch as the bartender pours some ice into the bag and nod at him. "Keep it somewhere cold, sweetheart; I'll be right back."
Thomas focuses on the people who keep calling for drinks, and I turn to scan the crowd.
As expected, I notice his smug smile in the VIP area. I turn to Thomas and excuse myself. I promise to be back soon and remind him to keep my ice nearby. He returns a smile as I force a tenner on the counter.
All I can see is the cheating asshole. I adjust my dress and ensure my breasts are the main focus as I walk toward the restricted area. My hips sway as violently as never.
I feel his gaze burning holes in my body as I approach the closed area and do my best to maintain eye contact with the asshole.
Despite all odds, it’s the hardest thing I've ever done. He undoes a few buttons on his shirt, and I fight the temptation to look at his toned body.
As soon as I get close enough, he waves his hand for the guards and guests to leave. Pretty sure there's no need to point out that all of his precious guests are women. Fucking playboy piece of shit.
"You're late. Come on, sit down."
A corner of my lip twitches as I stand my ground and reply, "I'm here for a good time, not for a long time."
"Is that so?" He chuckles and rises from his seat.
I push him back into his seat and straddle the man. My hips move to the rhythm of the music as his eyes take me in. I keep grinding myself against him until I feel his erection against me. A low growl leaves his lips as he reaches for the zipper of my dress and tries to undress me.
I was warned that he might try to do it, so I slap his hand away from me and lean closer to his neck. I trace my tongue against his skin and nibble on his earlobe. "Are you ready?" I whisper, grinding myself against him with more force.
"I didn't expect this, but fuck yeah," he moans, placing his hands on my hips.
"Perfect," I hiss as my fist collides with his nose. That’s what he gets for breaking my bestie’s heart.
He doesn't try to fight back or defend himself, so I keep throwing punches at his face until one of the guards pulls me away from him.
A couple of men come to help him, so I take the opportunity to sneak away from the scene. I run back to the bar, wave my knuckles in front of the bartender's face and laugh like a maniac.
"I told you they'd be bloody, and I'd need some ice." I drop another tenner on the counter as Thomas hands me the bag of ice. Before I leave the place, I wink at the poor boy and mutter, "Keep the change; you deserve it."
Yet, before I get out of the building, Thomas shouts something at me- something that shatters the plan I had.
I've mixed up my targets. The man I punched is an Alpha of the pack. That's when I knew I fucked up and had to leave the territory before anyone caught up on me.
***
Apparently, thinking back on what I did is another mistake. The howls sound so close I can hear their paws hitting the ground. Panic seizes me, and the only exit I see is a nearby tree. God, I hope wolves don't climb trees.
I leap from branch to branch until I reach the last branch that seems strong enough to support my weight. A loud sigh escapes my lips as a swarm of men stop at the tree.
I look down and bite my lip. From what I can see from here, there are at least thirteen men, if not more. I can't escape unharmed, and even if I had backup, I probably wouldn't manage to escape unharmed.
"What are you doing up there, SWEETHEART?" One of the troops shouts, emphasising the pet name I gave the bartender.
"Yeah, enjoying the view? Why don't you come down and play a little?" Another man butts in, mocking me.
"We saw you giving our Alpha a lap dance. I didn't know pussies liked wolves, but there's more than plenty here to satisfy you," I can't see his face, but his words make me cringe. Like I'm ever going to sleep with a wolf. Yeah, in a million years, once I become immortal.
"That's disgusting, Duncan! Fucking sick!" A new voice joins the two idiots. "Even if you're joking, no one's sick enough to touch a damn cat." Usually, I'd be offended, but I enjoy the disgust in his voice. At least one of them isn't vile enough to think of using me like that.
"I knew you were a closeted faggot, Zack," the guy, who's apparently named Duncan, laughs. "I'd smash. Hard, fast, and rough. That's what you are into, isn't it, SWEETHEART?" Again, the disgusting emphasis on the pet name.
"I'm not gay." Zack snarls. "Alright, then, we can have sex with her."
"What are you, a virgin? Try to say we'll nail her?" Duncan laughs. "She looks like a prime pussy." And that has to be the most insulting yet flattering thing anyone has ever said about me.
I take a deep breath and shout at the guys, "Leave me alone, you damn freaks! Go chase a bone or, I don't know, beg your owner for some dry food!"
"Shit!" Someone hisses and nudges one of the guys. "Duncan, climb the damn tree and get her down before Luka gets here!"
"Why me?"
Though they all speak almost simultaneously, I can hear their intentions loud and clear. "Because you're the smallest of us! Those branches won't hold our weight. We have to get rid of her before she can tell anyone what we planned!"
"Yeah, like Luka would believe her," Duncan chuckles.
"He may be on our side, but what if she tells the other cats? Our pack could get in trouble if she opens her mouth!"
Duncan stops in front of the tree, and I feel the colour drain from my face. Does he really want to listen to his friends and drag me down?
However, as he reaches for the lowest branch, someone growls at the gang, loud enough to make even me wince. "All of you, get away from here! Now!"
Luka povThe appearance of the curvy Goddess in my club was surprising enough for me to growl at the new bartender. When I noticed his hungry gaze lingering on her breasts, I nearly flipped out. He's here to work, not drool over every woman who walks in the door.The moment her gaze swept the crowd and stopped on me, my breath hitched. Watching her sway her hips as she made her way towards me sent my mind into the abyss of the darkest, dirtiest thoughts I've ever had.The things I'd do to her, fuck, I'm one horny motherfucker.However, as soon as I checked the time, I knew she was too good to be true. She had to be the secretary Tobias had sent.
Sarah povIf my best friend was near me now, he'd claim I was suicidal to climb down the tree, right into the arms of a shifter. Not just any other shifter, but a werewolf Alpha. Literally the worst of the whole kind.Since luck hasn't been on my side for a while, it's not on my side now. I lose my grip on the branch.Anyone, literally anyone, would have their instincts kick in, but it wouldn't be me if something like that happened. Instead of reaching for another branch, I squeeze my eyes shut and let my body fall.I expect a wave of pain to shoot through my body the moment it collides with the ground, but that doesn't happen. Instead, a pair of strong arms hold me against a rock-hard chest.
Luka povFighting every dirty fantasy in my mind, I carry her to the local hotel. On the way there, I keep asking her name, but she refuses to tell me."This is your stop, kitten," I let her back on her feet, grab her wrist and drag her to the front desk."This doesn't look like your place," she mutters. I catch on to the sarcasm in her voice, but instead of ignoring her attitude, I decide to tease her.I stop, and her body collides with my back. Slowly, I turn around and lean to her ear to whisper, "You're welcome to change your mind, kitten. I have a bed with your name on it in my bedroom, whatever your name is for the night."It was sup
Sarah povFuck! Fuck! Fuck! Not only is the Alpha, of all people, holding me captive, but he seems to understand when I'm lying. God damn it, whatever leftovers of luck I had- they all left me. May the odds forever be against me.I take a few deep breaths, contemplating if speaking up is worth the risk I take by coming clean with a damn wolf.He doesn't take my silence well- Luka leans to my neck, runs his tongue over my skin, and whispers, "Don't worry, kitten, I have a few ideas on how to get you to talk. You're not getting out of here."The only thought that crosses my mind is to push him away, but Luka's grip on me is worse than that of an anaconda's. He suffocates me as he holds me so flush ag
Luka pov"The heat season." Sarah finally admits.Well, now, we're getting somewhere. I lean forward and prop my elbows on my knees because I'm more than excited to hear more about the heat situation."I'm all ears," I announce as a grin spreads across my lips. Ironically, my facial expression feels like what others would describe as a wide ear-to-ear grin."Can we not?" Sarah groans, hiding her flushed face behind her palms. "It's embarrassing enough as it is, don't make it worse. Please, Luka, let it go and leave me alone. Here's the deal- I promise to leave your territory as soon as I wake up."I shake my head and answer with a question
Lazarus povI notice her as soon as she enters the pub. It's the first time I've seen her, but a woman like her can't pass by unnoticed. God damn it, since when a Goddess like her roams around a pack like this?The skimpy red dress hugs her curves perfectly, and the length of it begs for me to drag her into the office and bend her over the table.Her body freezes as I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her back against my chest, but after a few seconds, she relaxes."Well, hello there, hot stuff," I whisper near her ear.She ignores my greeting and closes her eyes, only to continue dancing. She presses her ass against my crotch an
Sarah povIf Luka thought he could keep me from the danger that only he sees, he has another thing coming. I've been raised and tortured by a man I'd call the Devil himself. The possible danger that Luka sees is nothing compared to what I had to see and live through.I wait twenty minutes just to make sure the Alpha doesn't come back. God, how I hate these kinds of men. Dominant, possessive and demanding - they act like they're on top of the world while others are nothing but dirt under their feet.I don't leave the cabin until I'm sure Luka is gone. I double-check that the door is locked and head towards the main hotel building.As expected, the same woman is sitting behind the front desk and flas
Lazarus povEven before my hands get a proper feeling of her body, the whole place smells like sex and candy. The sweet scent of her skin reminds me of coffee, mints, and early winter mornings. The scent is intoxicating, inviting even, and when I add the intense aroma of her arousal, I think I have fallen from heaven, died and gone straight back to heaven. Funny, a heathen like me trapped in heaven.I expect resistance, a fierce struggle, but the darling in my arms melts as quickly as my self-control. Her breaths come in sharp pants, and I'm sure she hadn't noticed how easily her body yields to me. Her hips sway to the rhythm of the music; her round ass grinds against me with such force that I feel like my cock is about to find its own voice and growl like an animal. God, how long has it been since I last touched a woman? The last ti