Fated To The Man Who Raised My Ex

Raine was not supposed to be here. But she was so close. She could see Ronan spread out on the bed in the dark. She hiccupped, stumbling drunkenly as she steadied herself against the doorframe. Raine wasn’t supposed to come back to the park and certainly not Ronan’s room , but the rejection, the humiliation, it was too much. She had to try, Ronan needed to take her back. The room swayed as she staggered in, her breath uneven, the sharp bite of alcohol still thick on her tongue, it's potency still in her bloodstream, she stumbled to the bed, the figure on it slept soundly, half-covered by the sheets. Ronan, her love. Her fated mate. With shaky hands, Raine pulled down the zipper of her dress. It pooled at her feet, and she climbed into the bed, pressing herself against him softly. She sighed in contentment. Her breath hitched as she reached for him in the pitch-dark room. He was perfect, her mate. He had cast her aside like she was nothing. But this, she was sure it would fix ever

Matthias smelled her before he saw her.At first, he thought it was just a figment of his imagination. It had been days since the incident, but he still woke up every morning with the taste of her on his tongue and her scent in his nose. He could feel her everywhere, and he longed for her.It was the best sex he ever had. She's fucking pure, soft and willing. He had seen the blood on the bed and knew he was her first.He had taken her virginity. He could still feel the softness of her body as she slept in his arm. He could smell her.But this, this was different. Her scent hit him strongly, exactly how he remembered it. Crushed violets, honey lavender, and something that was just her.And his wolf howled, calling for its second. Matthias froze. She was here.Raine was here.His head snapped up. And then he saw her, standing at the far end of the aisle, her scent wrapping around him like a noose.Matthias breathed it in like a lost man at sea. He had been starved of this, both he and h

Matthias’s heart was a drum in his chest. Raine stood at the opposite side of the room, eyes wide and chest heaving as she stared up at Ronan. He could still see the flush in her cheeks from their almost kiss, and the want that slammed through him was strong enough to rock him off his feet. He stayed put through sheer force of will and turned to his son with a sneer. “What are you doing here?” He growled, stalking closer.Ronan’s brow furrowed, “What am I doing here? I live here! What is she doing here?! She was banished.” He snarled back. “On whose authority?!” Matthias’s voice boomed, “Yours? Because last I checked, I’m the only one whose authority matters in this pack. You went behind my back and banished a pack member without consulting me first. You should be punished, Ronan, for undermining my authority.”“Punished?!” Ronan spluttered, his anger simmering in the space between them as his eyes turned golden. “She was my mate. I rejected her! She has no place in this pack anymo

When night came, Raine was escorted to Ronan’s rooms and told she was to sleep there on the alpha’s orders. It was unusual because even before Ronan rejected her, Raine slept in her own home down in the pack and was rarely ever in the packhouse, much less in Ronan’s room. Still, her heart thumped excitedly as she stepped into the empty room, and was immediately covered in the scent of her mate. She expected her wolf to preen and luxuriate with pleasure, being surrounded by the scent of their mate. But her wolf remained resolutely quiet, having been down since Matthias walked away from her in the living room. It didn’t matter though, Raine was sure her wolf would perk up once Ronan was back, and it realized he was their true mate, and Matthias had just been a really great fuck. An hour later, she was stepping out of the bathroom after a soak in the tub, and was slipping into the night slip that had been laid out for her, when the room door opened and Ronan slammed his way in. R

She was already shaking. Already soaked and aching for him, and it was wrong. It was so, so wrong. “Please, alpha,” she whispered, voice breaking. “Take me.” Matthias swore under his breath, his hands tightening painfully on her hips. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.” Raine met his gaze. Yes, I do. Matthias’s gaze was hot with molten heat and an intensity that shot to her toes. He closed the distance between them and slammed his lips down on hers. Raine opened for him immediately, parting for his tongue and melting in his arms. A part of her knew this was wrong—the part that wasn’t being led around the noose by her wolf. Last night she’d been in Ronan’s bed. And now she was letting his father shove his tongue down her throat, on a counter, in the pack house kitchen, where literally anyone could walk in on them. She wanted to push him away, tell him to stop, tell him that this was wrong. Instead, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, pressing closer as his mouth devo