If 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 flashes me a bright smile as I step closer. "The Alpha left without a formal speech; I take it?" The grin on her face widens even more as the words pass her lips like carefully calculated passive-aggressive attacks.
I shrug and let my eyes wander over the place. It's beautiful- the light tones match the huge chandelier hanging over our heads.
"Hey, don't be sad; that's just the way the Alpha is. It's a case of charity if he feels sorry for someone, or it's a quick fuck. It's up to you which you choose. If it came down to my opinion, I'd go with the latter; the Moon Goddess knows I would. He's still mateless, this pack has no Luna, and even if you don't want the title, you can still have the man. God, that ass." Whatever leaves her mouth over the next five minutes fades away. I ignore any attempt this woman makes to speak for her Alpha. I didn't come here to hook up with a man; I came here passing by, with a tiny hope that I could hide.
I let out a frustrated breath and turned to face the woman. "Look, I'm not here for your Alpha, and I'm not interested in him. I won't stand in your way, so go ahead and shoot; I'll be here cheering you on. If it's that important, I'm the charity case. So it happened that I needed help, and Luka decided to offer his hand in a difficult situation." I try to sound careless, but I'm pretty sure this woman can read everyone better than the grannies in my hometown.
To be fair, I'm not lying. I didn't come here with the intention of attacking the Alpha and having him help me out of a difficult situation. As soon as the heat season ends, I'll leave this place for good.
I can't go back home unless I'm up to another year of torture, so maybe I'll try to find a job here, save some money, and move to start my life over. A new clean page and a fresh start sound perfect.
"Well, more for us to get then. Anyway, can I help you? Around this hour, everyone is asleep; we don't see guests roaming the place very often." This time, the smile on her face seems genuine. I'm not sure if it's because of the Alpha I obviously don't want or if she's just pretending.
"Actually, yes, there is something you could help me with. I was wondering if there was a car rental place nearby and if it was still working. I know it's late, but I can't sleep, and driving around seems like the best way to get my mind off things. Problems and stress, you know." My gaze wanders everywhere but at her curious face.
I didn't want to come here and spill my secrets, even if she looks like someone who's used to listening. Yet, my experience shows how dangerous it is to trust people, especially those I barely know.
It's a common misconception that terrible experiences and bad events bring everyone closer together. It doesn't work that way. My personal Hell is dark and dangerous; it's better if no one knows the details. Besides, for all I know, this woman could be someone crying over a broken nail and doesn't know what real pain feels like. I know this a little too well. Sadly.
Before I manage to pull myself into the dark abyss of fears, the receptionist speaks up. "As a matter of fact, we don't have any rental places around this area. However, the hotel does offer some of our cars to guests, for an additional fee, of course. If you need it now, I can get you one, but it'll take a few minutes before I can hand you the keys. Are you in a hurry, or can you wait?"
I've never been so grateful for anyone as I am for this woman. No unnecessary questions are asked; it's all business.
I assure her that it's okay for me to wait while she fills out the paperwork. Although I insist that I can cover the cost of the car, she doesn't give in because the Alpha has given some orders. Whatever I do, take, or, heaven forbid break, goes on his account. Luka's a stubborn, annoying fucker. A gentleman and a saviour, but annoying nonetheless.
As the receptionist enters the door behind her, which I didn't notice earlier, I start to wonder if this is a good idea. Maybe following an instinct to do whatever I want is not such a good idea after all. Who knows, perhaps I'll get myself into more trouble. "Fuck it!" I hiss under my breath to get rid of the doubtful thoughts.
Staying in the cabin like Luka's pet isn't going to do me any good. Even if I sacrifice a few hours of sleep, getting out will do me more good than harm. I need to get away from that hotel.
"Here it is. You're getting the bright red car parked in front of the main entrance," the receptionist hands me the keys and a piece of paper. "This is the vehicle registration; if you get pulled over, you'll need it. Please, be careful and if you stop by one of the bars or clubs, drink responsibly. Every establishment in the area has the hotels' number. So if you get a little carried away, tell them to call us, and we'll get you back safely."
I flash the receptionist a smile and thank her before leaving the hotel. As the door opens and a gust of wind blows in my face, I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding. Lying to people has always been one of my biggest fears. It's easy for me to be honest and sincere, but as soon as I have to lie, even if only for my own good, I struggle. It's so hard to remember the lies- I'd get tangled in the web I created if I lied more than once a year.
My eyes spot the bright red car. My God, it's so beautiful. Maybe even too beautiful to drive. I'm pretty sure a car like this deserves a place in an exhibition, not in a parking lot in front of a hotel building.
I almost sprint to the car and get in before I change my mind. The sound of the engine is almost inaudible, so the moment I pull out of the parking lot, it feels like I'm sitting on a cloud, not driving a massive pile of metal.
I don't bother to keep track of time, slowly letting the worries go and stress fade. Just when I thought I had enough time to myself, I noticed a huge neon sign on the building not too far from me. Curiosity gets the better of me, and I park near the building.
It's a pub, and judging by its appearance, it must be a historic building. I'm not in the mood to have a drink, but the music I can hear from afar is inviting me to go inside.
I didn't expect all eyes to be on me as I step inside. To be polite, I nod to everyone who gets in my way and walk straight to the tiny dance floor, disappearing in the crowd. Once my heart stops racing, I let myself get carried away by the music.
I don't drink or accept drinks from strangers, but my surroundings fade as I allow the weird daze to take over me. Only when strong arms grab hold of me and pull me away from the dance floor, do I come back to senses. Unfamiliar but hot lips assault my neck as I give in to temptation. Whatever I'm about to do, it must be something I'll regret in the morning.
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
Sarah povHoly crap, I did it! I mustered up enough courage and strength to break free from his arms and run away. A loud, annoyed huff leaves my lips as I think about how I've once again taken the chance to run away from everything I want and everything I fear. "He's a goddamn Alpha; get your head back in the game!" I hiss to myself, fixing my gaze on the road ahead.I don't have any personal belongings, so leaving the hotel won't set me back by anything. Besides, I'll leave the car at the border; I'm just borrowing it, not stealing it.All I see is the road and the endless forests that surround it. Sure, the view is more than beautiful, but I can't focus on nature and stay here. Within a few hours, I've managed to attract the attention of two Alphas.
Sarah povI take a deep breath and remind myself I'm not supposed to feel this excited and, frankly, turned on by facing a dominant man."Okay, but why? I wasn't speeding, I didn't see any traffic signs, and you didn't check my papers... sir," I know it'd be best if I comply, but I'm not ready to give in so easily. He can answer my questions, give valid reasons why he wants to do the search, and then I will decide if I agree. Nothing can happen without my consent. Right?Even though this man is driving a patrol car, he looks like the most ravishing moron alive, especially with that tight uniform, but he's still supposed to work for the good of civilians. No self-respecting police officer would use his advantages against those he is supposed to protect.&n
Sarah povI'm so close to climaxing that I don't want this feeling to stop. The only thing that surprises me is that he didn't have to pull his cock out of his pants to force me so close to climax.My breathing quickens, and just before I can reach bliss, he withdraws his fingers back, turns me around and presses my back against the hood. He brings his fingers to his lips and slowly licks every drop of my juices. I gulp and watch his every move. I'm not sure if this is the hottest or the craziest thing I've ever seen a man do.Before I realise it, he leans forward and presses our lips together to share my taste.Though his lips are demanding and the kiss rough, I still try to regain normal breathing between the
Luka pov "Romano," I groan, struggling to hold the phone to my ear. It has to be years since the last time someone decided to call me in the middle of the night. So much for the first night I didn't have to fight the damn insomnia. "Alpha, I'm sorry to bother you at such a late hour, but we may have a problem at the hotel." It takes me a few moments to understand that I heard the voice. It's the pushy receptionist I met when I was getting the cabin for a cat shifter. Whatever is going on, I'm sure it can wait until morning, but apparently, Alpha's don't sleep. At least that's what everyone thinks. Although I'm tempted to end the call and get some more sleep, I still question the woman, just in case there really is an
Sarah pov Lazarus, so that's the Alphas name. Come to think about it, I didn't bother to ask for his name, but maybe that's for the best. If I stay here, at least I can act like I don't know him in case we happen to run into each other. Well, that is, if he allows me to behave completely oblivious. Luka's gaze is so intense that I don't want to stay near him any longer. He shouldn't have been here in the first place. After a bit of struggle, I manage to free myself from his grip and step back. The heat season is about to begin; I can't stay this close to a man, let alone Alpha. "Look, I'm tired, and I'm sure so are you. I'll go to the cabin, and you go home. As you said earlier, I'll go to your office first thin
Luka povYesterday, I left Sarah in the cabin to give her some privacy. Even a fool could see that she was far too tired to keep her eyes open, let alone think about anything I said. Besides, her reaction wasn't anything close to what I expected, so I guess all I can do is give her more time.Usually, a new day brings the same responsibilities and a fresh load of crap for me to deal with, but today seems strangely different.I've been sitting in my office for about three hours, and nothing has happened- no pack member has demanded to see me, and my secretary hasn't brought in a new stack of papers to read. I wonder why. The day is a bit too suspiciously slow to overlook.My mother used to repeat that dis
Sarah pov"Miss, you have a guest," I recognise the receptionist's voice at my door.Although her arrival is unexpected, I call out to her anyway. "Please, come in; I didn't lock the door. I'll be with you in a moment."I focus on the mirror again and quickly wipe the remnants of toothpaste from my lips. I bet my so-called guest is Luka since he mentioned something about his office and a possible job offer. Or at least, I think he's going to offer me a job, so I don't slack in his pack.Honestly, I wouldn't mind working. It's not like I don't appreciate everything he does, but I don't want to take advantage of his kindness. I could do as much as cover the cost of the cabin while I live here.<