Chapter 5

Alpha Dax.

Dax watched Wendy shift in the bed. He had come to her room to reject her. But when his gaze landed on her thighs, he couldn't resist the bond—the pull, the force of attraction to claim her. His throat tightened. His jaw clenched. His pheromones surged forward, filling the room, and he caught her arousal mixed with anxiety.

"Mine!" Daniel purred within Dax's chest. "Let's not reject our mate, Dax. The moon goddess gifted her to you. She is a blessing, not a curse."

"No way." Dax snarled at his wolf. "I will not accept a mute for a mate."

"You cannot reject her. You will suffer great consequences and regret it. Emma is not ours. Wendy is," Daniel growled, surging forward to claim Wendy. He wanted to place his mark on her, to seal the mating bond.

"No!" Dax snarled at his wolf. "Fine, I will mate with Wendy. But she cannot be my Luna. She is too weak. Do you want her to die?"

Daniel snarled. "She won't die."

"Enough." Dax cut off the mindlink. He looked at Wendy trembling on the bed. Her hands clutched her chest. Her eyes darted to the door, considering escape.

Dax moved with slow precision. He settled on Wendy's bed, inching toward her. "You're so beautiful. How about I claim you first, and think about rejecting you later? If you do well, I can accept you as my mate," he lied, blocking his wolf from surfacing.

Dax saw conflict in Wendy's eyes. She didn't trust him, but the bond drew her to him.

"Don't pretend you don't know Emma is my girlfriend," Dax said, his voice calm and seductive. Wendy was beautiful. If only she weren't a mute. How could he present a mute to the Wolfen Council of Elders as his mate? The other wolf packs would laugh at him.

Dax swallowed hard and loosened his belt. He couldn't think straight. He faced a dilemma. If he accepted Wendy as his mate, the other wolf packs would look down on him. He would lose the remaining dignity he had left. His pack might even come under attack. He wanted to claim Wendy, but she wasn't fit to rule.

When his belt came off and he freed his trousers, Dax saw Wendy's eyes pop. She was so innocent. Clearly, she had never seen a naked man before.

"Want a taste?" He asked, seducing her.

When she touched his cọck, his heart exploded. He had never felt that way before. He wanted to feel all of her body—to claim her before doing what needed to be done to save his pack, his prestige, and his people.

Wendy had to pay the price for being his goddess-gifted mate.

Dax pulled Wendy forward and crashed his lips onto hers. Her lips tasted sweet. Her peony scent wrapped him in comfort, making his heart race. His wolf purred with excitement deep within him.

Dax cut off Wendy's panties to claim her. He had to, before sunrise. Before anyone saw him. Before her parents found out he was there. He tried to mask his scent, but hers was too strong.

Dax pressed his cọck against Wendy's entrance. He felt her body differed from Emma's. Her waist was slender and curvy. He parted her legs. Before she could refuse, he thrust into her, claiming what was rightfully his. His hands held her legs apart as he pumped faster. He knew if she could scream, her moans would have filled the room. Her parents would have broken down her door to find the beast who dared defile their daughter.

She moaned and whimpered beneath him.

Dax tried to take Wendy slowly. But he was an alpha, and he had to sate his needs. He pushed further, deeper into her tightness. He didn't want to stop. What if she refused to let him touch her? What if she got the chance to call her parents and report him?

Dax silenced Wendy's lips with passionate kisses. His body sparkled with pleasure. He kept pumping in and out of her. He didn't want to stop. He pulled her up and turned her on the bed, his hands holding her waist as he kept pumping into her tightness.

Dax heard footsteps, followed by Mrs. Juliet's voice. He didn't stop. He pumped faster. He neared his climax. He felt his knot building in her core. He was getting there. He had never felt this way with Emma. Was this the difference between his goddess-gifted mate and his chosen mate?

The knocking on the door startled him. Dax pushed deeper into Wendy, claiming her, pressing further. He felt her womb welcome him. Her body shuddered beneath him. Her sweat mixed with his. Her orgasm filled the room. Finally, her mother left. It was just the two of them.

Dax finally reached his climax. He wanted to pull away to prevent any unwanted pup. But Wendy's womb held his cọck firmly. He couldn't withdraw until he emptied his seed into her. This was not part of the plan. What the hell was he doing?

Dax tried to pull away, but his lips tasted the soft spot on Wendy's neck. She lay on her stomach. Her back pressed against his chest. He leaned forward and kissed her neck—that sensitive spot. Before he could pull away, Daniel surged forward, taking Dax by surprise, and marked the sensitive spot on Wendy's neck. She moaned and struggled to break free. He tasted her blood, mixed with her peony scent.

Dax finally pulled away from Wendy. He was angry at his wolf. He didn't want to place his mark on her. He gritted his teeth, picked up his trousers and belt, and dressed.

Wendy lay on the bed weakly. She hadn't expected Dax to ravish her like that.

Dax looked at Wendy. His jaw tightened. "I didn't mean to mark you. You cannot be my Luna," he said, his voice cold. His eyes locked with hers. He saw the pain in her eyes. She drew a deep breath.

"If I weren't the Alpha's son, I would have accepted you. But you will bring nothing but disgrace to me. Do not speak about what happened here. Unless you know what my parents will do to you," Dax said, his cold voice threatening Wendy. His heart shattered as he saw fresh tears stream down her cheeks.

Wendy looked away, trembling on the bed. Her body still shivered from the multitude of orgasms that filled her.

Dax cleared his throat and declared, "I, Dax Boston, of the Boston Pack, reject you, Wendy Clayton, as my mate!"

His heart ached painfully as he coughed up blood. He expected the bond to break, but Wendy lay there still.

"Accept my rejection?" Dax moved to the bed and pressed Wendy's jaw. She couldn't speak. Her eyes shut, and she fainted from the gravity of the situation.

"Damn it." Dax cursed his bad luck. He knew Wendy still breathed. She wasn't dead. Her wolf snarled at him with anger before losing consciousness too.

Daniel shut Dax out, too. He felt empty. He knew he couldn't shift. He searched her room for clothes and found a black dress. He wrapped it around his head and used it to cover his face, then pulled open the window. The wind blew against him. The full moon disappeared.

Dax jumped out of the window and left the Omega quarters. As he ran, he went to the stream to bathe. When he reached there, he pulled off the black dress he had used to shield his face. His heart ached.

"Daniel!" Dax called his wolf. His wolf was gone, silent. He felt empty. He knew it was wrong for an alpha werewolf to reject their goddess-gifted mate.

Dax stripped off his clothes and set them aside. He entered the stream to wash off Wendy's scent.

"Alpha, we caught some rogues at the pack's border," Ares mindlinked him.

"Take them to the cell," Dax ordered before finishing his bath.

When he got out of the stream, Dax picked up his shirt and trousers and wore them. He stuffed Wendy's black dress under his shirt and walked home.