Chapter 6: Alpha Zain

Zain’s POV

I made a mental note in my head to thank whoever made me make the wise decision of taking concubines in the first place.

Today, like most others, felt haunting, mundane, and maddening. Ever since I had made the stupid decision of leaving my fate up to the moon goddess and trusting my emotions, my life had begun to go downhill and now, I had to spend every waking day to stop it from plunging into total darkness.

Drowning my sorrows with alcohol had seemed like a good idea at first, but it failed to fully numb and quiet down the demons in my head. What I needed was my Shilajit tea.

From the middle of the hallway that led to my room, I could already hear the haunting tune. If the alcohol I had taken hadn’t completely messed up my senses, the tune coming from my room was Lakme’s The Flower Duet. It was the same classical piece that my mother would play in the palace garden when she was still alive.

Whoever played that tune was either ready to die by my hand or suffer dire consequences for taking me back to the past.

A sense of nostalgia wafted through my senses, increasing my urge to get to my Shilajit tea even faster so that I could end the day already.

Opening the door to my bedroom, what I least expected was to find a blindfolded, half-naked woman with a wooden flute glued to her mouth. All my thoughts went dull for a few moments until I could feel my wolf stirring in me.

A subtle wave of jasmine and vanilla curled up in the air and attacked my olfactory system, making both Ralph and I almost fall off the thin line known as self-control.

Ever since our fated mate betrayed us in the gruesome way she did, my wolf, Ralph, had gone silent on me. He only ever awoke when it was time for battle and bloodshed, yet in the midst of a strange woman who had resurfaced such a repressed figment of our past, he chose to finally resurface.

The redhead never stopped playing her flute even when I shut my doors and stood in front of her.

Her confidence intrigued me.

None of my concubines in the past had ever been this bold. Not even my beta was this bold to approach me like this.

She had to be new.

I made a mental note to thank Meidran for his selection later.

Her ginger red hair flowed down to her back and, oddly enough, I had a strange urge to run my hand through it and maybe even sniff it. Not only had the woman decided that playing the flute in my room blindfolded was the best idea, but she had also decided to tempt my ears as well. The woman wore a long black robe which remained open in the front, revealing to me a lacy black lingerie that helped in pushing out her breasts forward.

The curiosity I felt earlier still remained present, only that some of that energy had morphed into something stronger that traveled head-first to my groin.

After taking my time to study this woman, I finally asked, “Who are you?”

Perhaps my voice had broken her out of a trance because, in an instant, she stopped playing that haunting tune and dropped the wooden flute on the floor right by her side, right before standing up.

She dipped in a low curtsy. “Good evening, Alpha.” Her voice was soft, yet it had a bit of edge, as though my presence hardly did a thing to her.

Who exactly was this woman?

“I asked for your identity and not your greeting,” I snorted.

Once again, the woman went silent, and I began to reconsider if my presence truly didn’t affect her or if she was using a tactic on me. Still slightly puzzled by the woman, I walked around her, studying each part of her body to the best of my ability and as I did so, I felt the presence of my wolf increase even more.

There definitely had to be something special about this woman.

I was done with waiting or guessing, so I made a move I felt would calm both me and my wolf. Letting my hand roam, I reached up to the skin right next to her collar bone and almost immediately the sound of her hitched breathing met my ears. It only propelled me even more. I let my hand move to the edge of her robe and took it off, leaving her exposed in only her lingerie.

An ache began to blossom in my lower body, letting me know that I would need more than just Shilajit tea tonight.

“Take off your blindfold,” I ordered, and she complied almost immediately.

If I thought that the woman was tempting before, then words could not describe when her defiant emerald green eyes met my blue eyes. There had only been a few people to stare at me so openly before and a concubine was most definitely not one of them.

“Does the Alpha enjoy what he sees?” she cooed, making my lips draw into a smirk.

Taking a step forward, I caressed her cheek, and the strange woman before me melted into my touch. Her sweet scent invaded my senses, but this time it wasn’t just a blend of jasmine and vanilla that I could smell. There was also the tempting scent of her arousal.

Had she been waiting for me all this while?

To answer her question, I placed my hands on her waist, pushing her close to me and I heard a soft gasp escape her lips. I could tell that she could feel my erection. “Does that answer your question?”

“Perfectly,” her soft voice answered back.

I wanted to take this slowly. I wanted to know who this strange woman was who entered my room and decided to haunt me with a wooden flute and her intoxicating scent, but my wolf wouldn’t let me. My heartbeats thundered in my chest and I could feel my wolf threatening to come out at any moment if I didn’t take this woman right now.

On instinct, I buried my head in her neck and inhaled more of her scent. I didn’t feel like I could ever get enough of it. I didn’t feel like Ralph would even let me.

Peppering hot kisses on my redhead’s neck, I nibbled on her neck softly until I was sure that it would leave a mark. Tilting her head slightly, the strange woman allowed me to perfectly continue my assault until my mission was completed.

I wanted to tease her even more. Maybe even get to study her body entirely. Each curve, edge, perfection, and imperfection until my wolf and I got tired of her, but Ralph was persistent and the last thing I wanted to happen was to completely surrender all control to Ralph and have him take this redhead himself.

Lifting my redhead up so that her legs were wrapped around my waist, I carried her to my bed and placed her on it gently.

“I’m going to be rough and fast, but I promise that next time I’ll be gentler,” I told her, lying on top of her while one of my hands fisted the sheets beside us.

She nodded. “I can take it rough and fast.”

I never explained myself to any of my concubines, yet I found myself explaining things to her. Although I didn’t know what pushed me to do it, I was grateful for it because her response, if anything, made more blood rush to my eagerly growing member.

With one swift motion, I ripped the lacy black lingerie she had on, leaving her body fully exposed to me.

Taking a few seconds to fully register the image of her nude in my head, I let my hands roam around her soft and tender flesh.

It was only when my hands found the two bountiful mounds of flesh that she began to arch her back slightly. Unable to control myself, I wrapped my fingers around a nipple, gently squeezing and tugging on it.

I did the same to the other nipple before taking her breasts in my mouth and letting my tongue trace, lick, and caress every single corner of it.

Her soft moans met her ears and I wished that I could take the rest of my time studying the rest of her body the way I was now, but control was a battle that I had unknowingly gotten into with my wolf, and I was losing terribly.

Reluctantly, I got up and got rid of my clothes. I could feel her eyes on me as I took each clothing off, but there was somewhere that her eyes seemed to linger on the most.

Noticing her intrigue, I looked up. “Don’t tell me that you’re thinking of chickening out now, are you?”

I could hear her heartbeat quicken as she swallowed and shook her head no. “I was only wondering how long I would wait before you fucked me already.”

Once again, I was happy that I bothered talking to her again, because her responses always found a way to send a new wave of erotic energy straight to my cock.

Settling above her again, I parted her legs and ran a finger across her wet folds. “You weren’t lying when you said you were waiting, alright,” I panted.

A small moan escaped her lips, and it sounded almost as melodic as the piece she had been playing earlier.

Before she could offer me any responses, I entered her in one sharp thrust, hoping that I would be getting more visits from my mysterious redhead.