Chapter 4: In The Middle of the Heat

Madam Vexa didn't speak as she handed Nyra over. Though she communicated with her through her eyes before Nyra went off.

Alpha Kael stood waiting just outside the club's underground corridor with Alaric in a black SUV. He didn't say a word when Nyra walked out. Alaric simply opened the door for them and they climbed in.

Her fingers tightened on her thighs. Her heart hammered in her chest. It wasn't the desire she'd felt, but vengeance.

She'd heard lots of rumors. Though she lived among humans in the city, she had moved down to the particular region for a purpose. She'd heard that it was Alpha Kael's pack who had hunted rogues a few years ago.

And her mother, whom the moon goddess had blessed with her fierce outcast soul, had never returned from the hunt.

Now Nyra was close enough to destroy the man she suspected might have ripped her family apart. 

The SUV sped through the moonlit roads. Neither of them spoke any way except for Alaric who kept glancing at Nyra from the rearview mirror.

The Blackfang Pack castle loomed tall and ancient against the stars. Guards post lit the paths with their lights, and stone towers cast long shadows as Alaric drove in and Alpha Kael led Nyra through the courtyard.

Inside, the castle shimmered with modern opulence. The maids and others around stepped aside when Kael passed. A few bowed while the rest stared.

In the midst, one pair of eyes narrowed in the hallway above. It was Rheya.

The Draven's advisor stood rigid on the balcony overlooking the hall. Her red gown matched the fury stirring up in her gut.

She watched Kael take Nyra by the wrist and lead her through the east wing of the castle.

Alaric saw Rheya and grinned as he approached her. He leaned against the pillar below. “You have a problem?” he asked in his usual baritone voice.

Rheya hissed. “Who’s the new woman?” 

Alaric hummed knowingly and shrugged. “I don't know. Probably one of the usual ones he has fun with and discards.”

“She seems off to me. Why do I sense that she's a danger here and not his plaything?” 

Alaric chuckled inwardly. “Jealousy doesn't suit you.”

“It's not jealousy,” she snapped. “I can sense it, and my instincts are never wrong, Alaric.”

Alaric snorted. “Then maybe she's exactly his type.” 

Rheya glared at him and rolled her eyes before turning to leave. “Gosh, I shouldn't even be talking to you.” 

“Hey, wait up! We aren’t done talking!”

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Kael closed the door behind him the moment Nyra trudged into his suite. The room smelled of ashwood and leather. A dim light on. 

Nyra scanned the entire place.

Kael undid his cufflinks slowly. “You came back to me willingly, like I wanted,” he said finally.

She turned to him, her lips curled slightly. “Not for you, but for the money.”

“Lie better,” he flashed her a smirk for the first time, and Nyra's breath hitched. “You know, I can smell your heat.”

Before she could process his words, he had moved forward. His hand reached for her face, but suddenly, his jaw clenched and his fingers recoiled. He felt pain in his arm almost immediately.

“What the hell-”

Nyra blinked, stunned, too. She couldn't decipher what had just happened and why he'd felt pain when he tried to touch her. But she decided to play along.

“I didn't expect it to sting,”

Kael frowned, confusion shone in his eyes. “What did you do?”

“Nothing. Maybe your body's telling you I'm off-limits.” she responded with a grin.

He raised a brow. “You're not.” 

Nyra stared directly into his eyes, she wrapped a hand around his neck and pushed him toward the bed gently, her hips swaying with intentional tease. 

“Then why can't you touch me, Alpha?”

He growled low.

She climbed onto the bed, straddling him with every movement of seduction. Her hands ran up his chest, her lips ghosting against his neck.

“You’re burning up,” Nyra whispered, her eyes glinting with amusement. Despite being the one giving him a lap dance, she hated how she dropped with wetness in-between her legs.

His cock throbbed beneath her, and she bit out an unstoppable moan. His inches excited her.

She began to grind, rolling her hips, teasing him through his pants. Kael's head dropped back. His hands dug into the sheet instead of her skin. She was killing him with the moves.

“I want you,” he rasped. “Now.”

Nyra moaned out again. “Then have me, Alpha.”

Immediately, she reached between them, undid his belt with one hand, and slid down the zipper. 

He groaned.

Nyra sank lower as her mouth brushed his cock, her tongue teased the tip, tasting his precum.

Then she slowly took him in. 

She had barely taken all of him due to his length. His bulge was huge and Nyra felt like her mouth was on fire.

Kael's head jerked up. He badly wanted to touch her.

“Fuck,” he growled.

Her mouth worked around him at an expert pace, even though she couldn't take him all in. She sucked gently until his cock hit the end of her throat.

The more she took him, the more she felt wet.

Kael's legs tensed, the dim light glinted off the sweat building at his brows.

“No one-”

She pulled back slowly. “No one's ever made you feel like this?”

“No.” he admitted without thinking.

He reached to grab her hair and make her continue ministering to him, but again, pain seared his right arm, halting him.

“Goddess,” he cursed. 

Nyra lifted her head up from his hard cock and claimed atop him again. Her lace underwear pressed against his bare shaft. 

Kael could feel how wet she was, and that made the insatiable need in him to feel her grow more. Her scent was intoxicating to him in ways he couldn't understand.

“I want to fuck you raw,” he whispered under his breath.

Her eyes darkened. “Then do it.”

Nyra herself didn't want to stop. This was the first time she'd given someone a blowjob and wanted him to have sex with her. Not just someone. But the Alpha she loathed.

Kael hesitated. His nostrils flared and he snared. Their eyes crossed and his glowed silver. 

Then suddenly, he collapsed on the bed. 

Nyra gasped, shocked. “Alpha?”

Kael lay there, his breath shallow and his body went limp. 

Nyra backed away instantly, her chest heaving. 

“What the fuck just happened?”

She looked at him in befuddlement and panted.

For the first time since her wolf, Zara, who had been in a slumber for a long time, spoke. “Run.”

Nyra moved out of bed. She turned to leave when her eyes caught his wallet from the lampshade.

She grabbed it and shoved it into her bag.

Then she ran through the eastern exit she had noted earlier and disappeared into the dark, unseen.