CHAPTER 3

Charlotte cried and rushed upstairs to find out where Teddy was taking Anne tonight. "Teddy, you cannot do this to me. I'm your wife and Luna! You cannot bring Anne into our home. Teddy! Open this door!" Charlotte cried as she stood in front of the master bedroom door.  

Since Charlotte had moved into this house and lived with Teddy Hudson four years ago, Teddy hadn’t entered this room to make love to her. But today, Teddy brought his assistant home—not only did he tell Charlotte that Anne was his new mate and Luna, but he also took Anne to the bedroom that was rightfully Charlotte’s.  

"Teddy!! Teddy!!" Charlotte cried outside the room door as she could hear Teddy and Anne's smooching inside. "Yeah, baby, give it to me! Harder! Mm."  

"Teddy!!" Charlotte shouted again. However, she heard a deep voice from downstairs calling, "Is anyone at home??"  

Charlotte froze. Who was that? The voice sounded so powerful and masculine. Charlotte quickly wiped her tears away.  

Had a rogue entered their house? Which rogue would dare to enter Alpha Teddy's mansion? Charlotte wondered as she quickly searched the corridor where she was standing for any instrument she could use to protect herself. She quickly picked up a mopping stick that she saw. She knew she was weak and couldn’t fight, so she had to protect herself—she wasn’t expecting any visitor, and neither was Teddy.  

"Is anyone at home?" Charlotte heard the voice coming upstairs. Quickly, she controlled the light switch—the mansion was hers.

"Lights off!" Charlotte commanded, and she could feel her heart beating loudly in her chest as the corridor lights turned off. Just then, she inhaled the most intoxicating masculine scent ever, wafting through the air and into her nostrils.  

The masculine scent was smoky, aromatic, and Charlotte was beginning to lose control of the mopping stick she was holding. She stood in a corner, ready to protect herself and hit the intruder on the head—someone who had dared to come into Alpha Teddy’s mansion without any of the guards catching or stopping him.  

"Anyone here?" As the voice neared, he stopped, hearing the sound of a rapid heartbeat. Not only that, he perceived a sweet lemonade scent that he felt drawn to—to hold and to suck—and his wolf stirred within him.  

Charlotte, with speed, immediately moved away from the corner she was hiding in to hit the intruder on the head, but he caught her arm just as she raised the mopping stick.  

Charlotte came face to face with the tall, handsome, formidable figure standing before her. His strong masculine presence commanded submission, and Charlotte’s wolf began to giggle in excitement for the very first time in her life. Her wolf danced happily inside her body and purred in her mind, as her blue eyes met his glowing green ones.  

And the man muttered, "Mate."  

In the dark corridor, he inhaled Charlotte’s lemonade scent. Not only that, he dipped his head into the side of her neck, and she shivered in his hold as he sniffed her in the darkness. Inhaling her scent seemed to draw the man in, and the next moment—something Charlotte hadn’t anticipated—the stranger, who was making her lose hold of her sanity, kissed her neck and nibbled on her sensitive spot.  

"Mmm," Charlotte moaned. She was committing adultery as a married woman. She was supposed to push this masculine figure away, to protect her dignity and remind him that she was married. But she succumbed, running her hands through his hair. She hugged him closely while he held her firmly, continuing to kiss her—from the nape of her neck, he moved to licking and kissing all over her body, to her earlobes, and then to her face.  

"Who are you? I’ve been searching for my mate for a long time, not knowing she was at home," the man said, his lips brushing Charlotte’s right ear as he gently bit her earlobe. He kissed her cheeks and reached for her face to look at him. He met her watery blue eyes, glimmering with hope and love, and he still didn’t know who she was.  

The man kissed her tears away and told her, "I’m here now, and no one will hurt you again." With that, he kissed Charlotte on her full lips—and just then, the corridor lights turned on.  

Standing there, looking at the two people kissing each other with eyes full of rage, was Teddy Hudson.  

"What the fụck is going on here??" Teddy demanded as the light came on, catching his wife, Charlotte, and his elder brother, Jack Hudson, kissing passionately—and nearly stripping themselves bare in the corridor.  

Teddy had first noticed Charlotte’s increased heartbeat as he was thrusting into Anne’s warmth. Not only did he hear her heart beating loudly, but he also mind-linked with her, sensing she was in danger. That had made him withdraw from Anne just before he could reach his climax. He heard her think, *"Is there a rogue in here? Which rogue would dare to enter Alpha Teddy’s mansion?"*  

Teddy had quickly dressed with speed to protect Charlotte, knowing she was a weak she-wolf. But what he hadn’t expected was to open the door and be met with darkness in the previously bright corridor. Not only that, he sensed a familiar, challenging presence—not a rogue—and quickly switched on the light to see what was happening.  

Teddy saw his elder brother, Jack Hudson, and Charlotte kissing sweetly, with a passion burning with lust.  

"What the fụck is going on here? Charlotte! You bìtch! Are you so horny that you’d dare to kiss my brother in my own house?" Teddy charged toward Charlotte in anger, completely forgetting that Jack was arriving today.  

Earlier, Alpha Lucas had called Teddy when he was at the neighboring pack, informing him that Jack Hudson had called and said he was coming home. It had slipped Teddy’s mind to tell Charlotte, as he was furious upon hearing that his elder brother would return.  

Teddy knew their father loved Jack dearly. Although they looked alike, Jack was their father’s favorite—good at everything—until ten years ago, when Jack told their parents he wanted to travel abroad to further his studies in human lands.  

Teddy had been happy then, seeing it as an opportunity to get rid of Jack. Instead of plotting to kill his elder brother to take over Norfield Pack, 

Teddy was relieved Jack had chosen to leave on his own—even though their father had disagreed, reminding Jack that he was meant to rule the pack and fight the ongoing rogue attacks. But Jack had insisted, saying he was studying business management.  

Now, Jack was back in the pack that Teddy had built.