Rejected and pregnant by Alpha

Knowing what I want to do, I wash up and look smilingly at the box in the middle of the bed, which looks like a monster to me, well, to my father. My phone rings repeatedly, but, I don't answer him, the thing I least want is to marry an alpha, who I don't know and I can't allow him to give me as an object just because he wants it that way.

If I really must get married, I will do it after giving myself to the man I love and if my fiancé doesn't like it, he can cancel the engagement, which bothers me I'm not going to get high. So, whatever the outcome, they won't get what they want.

‘With these tiny clothes inside the box, I will give a clear message that I will be obedient with his order, but, that does not imply that my virginity is for whom my father wishes and that to whom I will give it, I will enjoy doing so.' I tell myself mentally.

“I will make my own decisions because it is my life that I am living and not theirs.” I say firmly, as I grab the tiny intimate garment that barely covers anything.

With confidence. I put on the underwear that is hidden between my buttocks, and then put on the suspenders and stockings that come with the tiny panties that I have on, and then finish dressing.

Ready, I walk to the place where my perfumes are, to get a little high and take the glass jar that brings inside the potion that makes me be normal in a normal world.

“Honey, I've arrived.” says Lake knocking on the door

Ready, I take my bag and put some of the potion in it, in case something extraordinary happens. Ready, I open the door and the man in front of me, opens his eyes surprised, to then take my hand and make me turn.

“Why do you always do this?” I say turning around with his hand on top of my head.

“Because art should be delighted in its entirety, so, I must see every part of it, to have a complete mental picture.” says Lake and I deny smiling.

“You always have something sweet to say.” I whisper and he denies.

“You don't know how much I must train my mind by looking at myself in the mirror to have the courage to talk to you, because when I see you, I get eclipsed to the point that I forget to breathe. If you see that I am eloquent when speaking, it's because I try hard not to succumb to your charms and verbalize everything that you make me feel, my love.” Lake says and I blush.

“I thought that only writers can express themselves verbally so well.

“Perhaps I am a writer, because you, my muse, have me so high, that it is not possible for me to silence everything I think when I see you.” Lake says and I kiss him.

“You don't know how much I love you, Lake. I love your body and soul.” I whisper to kiss him again.

“We must go, we have a beautiful date to celebrate our second anniversary.” says Lake taking my hand, to go out with me.

As soon as we get to the car, he opens the door and I am surprised by there being more than five bouquets of roses in the back seats. So, the car smells like roses. In the middle of these, there is a box that I take, to take out a chest where there are some matching earrings, necklace, and bracelet.

The gilding, is perfectly seen in every object that has emerald inlays that must cost a lot for their perfect cuts.

“How is it possible...” I whisper in a daze.

“I wanted to give you something beautiful, so, I sent to make this design so that you have something so exclusive, like the love that you give me and everything that you make me feel.” says Lake and I kiss him, excited.

“Thank you, thank you very much for this gift, honey.” I mean kissing him.

If there's one thing I like about humans, it's that they are very enthusiastic. I am half human, but my wolf part is so cold that it prevents me from being enthusiastic. Werewolves must be loyal to their pack, so letting ourselves be carried away by emotions is something that does not cross our minds.

Well, for their minds, because with the potion, not only do I avoid transforming myself at any specific moment, but I don't listen to the signals of wolves, much less perceive their aromas, or follow their ideals blindly.

After hearing how sweet Lake is, we drive off to the car. When he opens the co-driver's door for me, I refuse smiling.

“I must drive and besides that, I need you to be blindfolded.

“What do you say?” asks Lake confused.

“Do you trust me?

“With my life, honey.

“Then, blindfold yourself, I have a surprise and I want you to see it only when everything is ready.

‘If I'm going to be sold to an alpha, who I don't know, I must at least give myself to the man I do love and want to make happy.’ I tell myself mentally.

I start the car and immediately, Lake puts on the blindfold, which I tie. Smiling, I move my hands in front of him and even, I bring my phone closer to his eyes, but, there is no reaction on his part. 

So, I walk through the streets of the city, heading to the hotel where I made the reservation. With my nerves at the highest level, that my hands are shaking, wishing that everything will turn out well.

We arrive at the destination and I drink hard, trying to calm my nervousness. Although this is my idea, I have the nerves at the highest level, because I know that when I enter, I will not come out complete, a part of me will be from Lake and that, even if I am a married woman, will not be erased. Gathering my courage, I take off the blindfold when I am already inside my room.

“Open your eyes.” I say and he obeys smiling at me.

“Rain...” says Lake and immediately, I take off my dress before I don't have the courage to do it

“Look at me, Lake. Look at me because my anniversary gift is to be yours in body, because in soul you are already my owner.” I say and Lake whines.

“Oh, God...” whispers Lake.

“Fuck me, honey. Make me yours now.” I whisper and he immediately runs to me placing his hand on the back of my neck and gluing our lips with too much passion.

There are no doubts after such a kiss. Because we love each other and I am sure that from today on, he will be mine and I will be his.

Her kisses warmed me to the coldest part of my body. Not even a desert would have the temperature that my body has right now and boy do I enjoy it completely, because I know that after this heat, there will be a lot of humidity.

I'm a virgin, that's obvious, but it hasn't stopped me from reading human stories that warm up even cold-blooded animals and that... that's the human passion I have now, one that longs to be satisfied by my boyfriend, the man I love.

As if my body will incite him to sin, he begins to taste my breasts over the lace fabric and that's why, it's me who makes my head back at the contact of his moist mouth with my erect nipples.

The moans do not keep waiting and although I want him to keep touching me, the humidity of my crotch gives me the signs that he does not want just touches, but direct contact. So, brazenly, I take my hand to the button of his pants and lower that zipper that keeps what I want to feel.

Lake, she does not expect me to release her prison member from her underwear, because she places her hands on my buttocks and kissing me, she takes me to the bed, where my intimacy, receives the warm breath of my boyfriend.

‘I'm not going to give myself to someone I don't love, if I'm forced to marry by the herd, I shouldn't be forced to come to marriage a virgin. That's my price for an arranged and logically loveless marriage.' I tell myself mentally.