Chapter 2

Alpha Dax.

Dax inhaled that lovely peony scent. It felt romantic, relaxing, and improved his mood. He knew it belonged to that silly omega again. He knew she was a mute. He could not have a mute for a mate. His wolf, Daniel, urged him to go and find her.

"Let's claim our mate, Dax," Daniel growled at him, stepping forward to shift and find that omega.

"No way! She is a mute. A mute cannot be my Luna." Dax rejected Daniel's offer. His wolf growled at him.

"She is a mute for a reason. She will bring blessings to us. The pack needs her. The moon goddess gifted her to you," Daniel growled back, wrestling with Dax. They stood outside in the woods.

Dax knew it was the full moon season, when lovers unite and mates find their true mates on the full moon night.

"No way. Don't speak to me about that mute again. She is cursed, a disgrace to my pack, and I will never choose her. Let me be," Dax shut his wolf out. His breath came ragged. His heart burned, but he refused to claim Wendy Clayton.

Dax knew Wendy had a crush on him. She was so shameless. She watched him train. She rushed to serve him drinking water. At first, he allowed it because he loved the color of her hair. She was so beautiful. Her long red hair fell behind her back. Her smile captivated him and made his heart race with excitement.

Dax did not understand his feelings. But he knew Wendy was a mute. She could not speak. So he warned her to keep away.

"Stop gawking at me!" he had warned her and threw her bottle of water away. His heart had burned when he saw the trace of tears in her eyes. He was 18 years old then, and she was 13. She was just starting to develop breasts, but she could not speak.

Dax snapped out of his past thoughts and went into the woods. He mindlinked Emma Parker. "Meet me in the woods."

"Yes, Alpha," Emma replied sweetly. She was his girlfriend. Tall, slender, bold, with long blonde hair and her wolf, Nora. Emma was also a Beta, strong, confident, and would make a perfect Luna.

Dax wished Emma was his mate. She was 20, sharp-tongued, and he loved her. He knew Wendy would expect him to find her. He knew it was the full moon night, and she would scent him out.

Dax prepared to give Wendy a show. To make her know she was a stain on his pack. That she did not deserve to be his Luna. She did not deserve to wear the Luna crown.

Dax pulled out a cigarette and lit it, smoking while he watched the full moon appear in the sky, gazing down at him.

"The moon goddess is a joke. My Luna cannot be that mute," Dax cursed, smoke curling from his lips. His eyes darkened as that peony scent hit him hard like a slap.

Daniel surged forward again. "Let's go and claim our mate!" he growled.

"No!" Dax refused firmly. "I am never claiming a mute."

Just then, Emma's voice resonated in the air.

"Babe! You're here!" She rushed to meet him. She wore a short red dress, her thighs exposed, her breasts on full display.

Dax turned to face her.

"Yes, I'm here. I was hoping to find my mate. But I don't have one," he lied through gritted teeth.

Dax saw Emma's brown eyes widen in surprise. "That's why I am here, babe. I know how it feels to not have that goddess-gifted mate. I wish I were your mate." She crossed the distance to meet him.

"I wish the same," Dax replied. He drew a deep breath. The scent of peony thickened in the air. His mind felt restless. His eyes shut. His mind pictured Wendy as the woman in his arms.

"I can smell your rut, Dax. You need me. Don't worry, I will help you relax some tension," Emma said, her tone laced with sweetness.

Before Dax could react, Emma knelt before him. Her hands reached for his trousers belt. She pulled it off, exposing his thick, fat cọck that waited to be freed. The veiny cọck sprang forward, and Dax saw Emma's eyes pop out.

"Always this huge," she purred with excitement. Her hands reached to measure his cọck.

"You're perfect, Dax," she praised his cọck, using her hand to measure him.

"I love it. May I suck it?" she asked, her eyes moving upward to meet his.

Dax's mind raced. His wolf shut him out in anger. Dax knew his wolf wanted their goddess-gifted mate. Her scent thickened in the air. He feared she would come to claim him if Emma did not do it.

"Yes, take me," he commanded her. His rut worsened. His hands reached for her head, and he pulled her closer to his cọck. She knelt in front of him. He watched her lips part as she took him deep in her throat. His heart calmed. Emma was good with her mouth.

Dax moaned in pleasure as Emma sucked him deeply. His hands held her head as she licked him all over his huge cọck. She sucked his balls, released him, and gasped for breath.

Dax was close. He ordered Emma, "Strip." He did not say much.

Emma giggled with excitement. Her hands moved to her short red dress. She pulled it off and threw it away. She stood naked, no panties or bra, as if she waited for him to claim her.

"Do you like what you see?" she asked him.

Dax's rut worsened. His heart pounded. He felt Wendy getting close.

"Yes. On your knees!" He turned Emma away. In the wood path, the moonlight bathed them.

Emma knelt with the speed of light. She positioned her buttọcks to meet Dax's thrust.

Dax knelt before Emma. His hands reached to grab her waist. This was not the first time he had mated with her. She was his girlfriend. But he knew she was not his mate. He knew Wendy would feel the pain. But he could not claim a mute omega as his mate.

"Are you ready?" Dax asked, holding his breath to avoid inhaling that sweet peony scent.

"Yes, Alpha!" Emma squealed. Her cunt dripped wet juice. She wanted Dax. She could feel him pressing his cọck head at her entrance.

Dax thrust into Emma. Just then, his wolf growled at him with disappointment. Dax raised his head and looked at the pair of orange eyes glaring at him with disappointment.

He watched Wendy cough up blood. He smirked at her, knowing she wanted to claim him. He pumped deeper into Emma's cunt. His movements felt heavy, ruthless, and shook Emma's entire body.

Emma's moans filled the air.

"Yes, Alpha. Yes! Harder! Right there! Yes!"

Dax looked up again. He saw Wendy turn away and run back to the pack. The wind carried her scent away. Dax reached his peak and climaxed. He knew he was hurting Wendy. But he could not claim a mute.

Dax released himself inside Emma, hoping she would bear his pup. He stopped, got off her, and picked up his trousers. His heart ached. He felt bad for putting Wendy in pain.

"Babe, what's wrong?" Emma caught her breath as she watched Dax pick up his trousers and put them on.

"Nothing. I have to head back to the pack house," Dax replied calmly.

"Alright. That was wonderful sex. I will meet you there," Emma replied, her body shuddering with pleasure.

Dax simply nodded and fastened his belt. He went back to the pack house, drawing a heavy breath.

'It's time to reject Wendy," he muttered and strode back to the pack house.