CHAPTER 6: PLAYBOY UNLEASHED

Nox's POV

“LOOK WHO WE HAVE IN THE HOUSE ! OUR BELOVED BETA !! WELCOME OUR VERY OWN, NOX CANNINGGG ! WOHOOO !!!”

Wild screaming cheers rang throughout the crowd after the DJ announced my name and arms threw up in the air as the music blasted to higher notes.

“Drinks are on me !” I shouted and everyone double cheered as free booze freely flowed, sponsored by my purse, or rather Xayden’s black card that Luna Michelle had generously handed over to me as compensation for the gifts her son ruined.

It had been a week since my wolf had made the pact with Alpha Chris without my permission and a full week of absolute torture working under my fvcking Alpha. That man was a demon and his office the hell of workplaces. He was a slave driver and made sure that I was loaded with a minimum of three days of work.

That man was a satanic mess and I refused to associate the word ‘mate’ with him.

Even if Alpha Chris had bound me to his demonic son with a blood pact, I could still have merry fun at my childhood enemy’s expense and what better than to ab*se the mate bond when the b*stard did not give me the time of his day or even tried to play nice.

His behavior was borderline tolerable for the first two days after a hearty punishment from his parents but goody good shoes’ behaviour went up in the flames, the moment the Alpha couple went for two days of vacation.

Returning back from their two day vacation, even his parents had admitted in front of their son that they hadn’t expected him to behave for two days straight. Clapping on my back, Alpha Chris and my father told me to suck it up and take it as a Christmas miracle, plus Betas were always overloaded with work.

Coming to the club, it felt like I was finally home and breathing in cinnamon-free air. The Moon Goddess surely had a massive hard on to hurt me and stick me to an ass who smelled of cinnamon all day long. Fvcking mate bond.

Relieving the bartender off some of his best vodka bottles, I made new friends on the dance floor before I was all sweaty with a parched throat. As much as I admired the asses humping against me, I needed a drink in the worst way and hence, plopped down on the couch in the VIP corner.

God, Xayden was going to regret giving me his black card that had no spending limit.

Speaking of the devil, I almost groaned when I smelled the fvcking cinnamon in the air which was characteristic to only one person. My mate.

As if the day hadn't been worse, it just shot to hell.

For a brief second my eyes raked over the beast of pure sensuality in dick-arousing black as he entered the club and raked his fingers through his gel spiked hair.

Any other man with that appearance and better personality, I would’ve fvcked his brains out then and there.

The Alpha clearly didn’t seem to be in the mood to acknowledge my presence as he made his way to the bar, which was unknown to him, sponsored by him only for the night but ignoring me evidently became difficult for him when my personal harem started to grow in the dead middle of the club.

Every male and female wolf seemed to be gravitating around me.

Xayden looked me in the eye for a moment before he took a long pull of his beer, watching the sh*t show that was about to take place.

I could see his eyes narrow and jaw tick when a male wolf sitting beside me leaned over and felt me up beneath my sheer white shirt. I groaned when he twisted a nipple, making him chuckle in ecstatic delight.

I chose to ignore the sound of breaking of glass in favour of closing my eyes to let loose and stop worrying about the sexy dickwad watching me. However, it was hard to get him out of my thoughts as I imagined his touch on me, especially when unbidden images of his drink sliding down his long neck in hot troughs and crests made me wish that was my tongue on that smooth ride.

I could still feel the firm hold of his fingers around my neck as if it was only yesterday that he had manhandled me against the wall in his office and my c*ck woke up to its full glory on thinking about the delicious burn.

However, it felt like his... no, not mate. That word humanized that monster. It felt like that man was incapable of emotions even remotely related to love. His chest might as well be hollow it seemed. Heartless jerk, argh.

The stupid, annoying mate bond was clearly affecting me more than I admitted to like. My growing desire to run my fingers through his blonde mess of curls framing his face like a fallen angel and cupping those high cheekbones, made me want to kill myself for even having such thoughts.

However, it was hard to admire beauty when it presented itself in a form that could make any girl in a fairy tale sigh and every gay man weak in the knees.

Coming back to the present, another wolf admired the black leather bands of my hands while kissing my palms, and giving special attention to my fingers with his skillful tongue while another she-wolf sat in my lap and buried her face in my neck.

In extreme ecstasy, I flung back my head over the top of the couch, only for my face to be cradled by another she-wolf behind the couch, who didn’t waste her time in jabbing in her tongue in my mouth.

A soft moan escaped my lips as I melted in the depths of euphoria before my heaven-like blissful state was disturbed by a ferocious growl and I felt the air get knocked out of my lungs.

I was too shocked to react as I felt myself suddenly dragged outside.

He threw me against a wall before pressing himself harshly against me.

"I categorically told you to stop creating trouble for me," he said in his low, dangerous voice as he kept me caged between his hot and hard body. "Then why did you disobey me, hmm?" He asked.

"I didn't disobey you. I have my own damn life that I can live on my own terms, especially after work," I gritted out, fighting the sudden queasiness in my stomach. I was torn between fighting this man and fvcking him.

I refrained from kicking the asshole in the nuts as much as much I wanted to, but in my inebriated state, I wasn't sure that taunting the Alpha of the pack was a great option at the moment.

Such proximity to my mate was affecting me beyond control and the sinful piece of walking s*x was making it hard for me to think rationally when he was playing on my strength kink in a different kind of way.

"Xayden," I moaned when he lifted me up against the wall solely by my neck and that was the first step towards a heartbreaking night.

"Oh fvck it, I need to taste you again," I heard him mutter under his breath before he closed the space between us and latched his mouth on mine in an all too brief, soul consuming kiss- the second mistake of the night.

A tingle shot through my toes before a little hitched gasp from Xayden had my eyes opening again. It was so faint that I must have imagined it but the flash of horror in his eyes, negated that theory. I did hear him gasp.

I wanted to calm down but I couldn’t, not when the alpha was looking at me with fiery rage.

My third and final mistake was breaking the silence between us with a hurt-filled whimper, instead of running away.

A punch came knocking on my nose, out of the blue and the result was a red colored mess that stained my upper lip within seconds.

My wolf yelped at the sudden act of violence while my eyes momentarily teared up. The powerful force behind the punch revealed the gigantic amount of hate this ass had for me.

Before Xayden could lay a few choice words on homophobic sh*t, I interjected.

“Don’t you dare touch me again without my permission, Xayden Adler. I will let it slide this time but alpha or not, I will kill you myself or break the blood pact with your dad. I am sure he must have informed you about it,” I spat out before rubbing my bloody nose along my arm and shoving his shocked self away from me.

Seemed like alcohol and asses were going to be my comfort all night.

Fvcking Xayden Asshole Adler.

Now you wait and watch.