Alpha Keen POV
By 8:30am my office is once again filled with all my elite members, but besides my Beta and his mate Jennifer no one knows the real reason were here. As I was setting up the meeting with everyone that we thought could be involved, the two of them set up the plan for how we could expose our rat or rats.
I try to study everyone’s body langue as they enter my office trying to see if someone is acting differently, but besides being everyone being annoyed nothing seems out of the ordinary. My father and mother are the first to enter with my father acting like the arrogant Alpha he is by questioning Andy about what is going on. That’s normal though but my mother takes her place beside him with a sorrow filled expression that piques my interest, because that’s usually an expression she only has when he’s hiding something.
The other two elite pack members enter like normal but looking more
Alpha William POV The minute my parents were out the door my Beta and his mate stormed back into my office. So much for a moment to myself to think about all the information I was just given. “What the hell was that about?” Jennifer demanded. I was not in the mood for this, but I knew for my Rose bud I need to keep my emotions in check. “That was me taking a fucking moment to see if my father was the lying bastard I thought.” I grumbled as I fell back into my chair, running my hand through my hair. My Beta laughed, “And?” Both of their eyes were boring holes into me, and I knew I needed a drink before I could keep going. I walked over to the bar pouring us all a shot and motioning them to join me. “That bad Will?” I nod and we all down a shot before I fill them in about my brother being an Alpha because of my father’s mistrust in me. His denial of having assisted Everett, and my mother’s cluelessness in thinking that Westley was
Alpha William POVThe Coven King and I stare one another down as we both contemplate our next steps in our pursuit of Gemma. The Coven King looks like he is ready to scorch the earth if I don’t hand him his “property” over, and to be frank I am sick of myself and everyone thinking of her as something we can own. In our pack we are raised to believe that our fated mates are ours not only to take ownership of, but to love and take care of for the rest of our lives. A long the way my ego took over, and I forgot that she wasn’t just mine to possess but to take care of by loving her the way she deserves.I’ve definitely been the shitty mate who only took ownership of the gift the Goddess gave me, I took advantage of our sacred bond one she had no clue even existed doing so without even giving one thought to how that would feel, and I all but forgot that while I may claim her as Mine I was supposed to allow her to tru
Gemma POVI can’t stop shaking as my mind begins to slowly intermingle the feelings I have for William and Westley carefully together making me feel that the person in front of me was Westley, but also my Alpha and fated mate. His eyes are peering into the depths of my soul that only he can reach, while they hold a lustful need within them that I can’t understand while my mind is circling frantically. He licks his lips slowly as I feel the anticipation within me building only stirring my arousal as I slowly forget why I’ve been holding back with him. He is everything I have ever wanted and needed.My once tense body begins to slowly relax as his fingers start to caress the bare skin on the back of my arms making a shiver run down my spine. I find my own fingers slowly making there way towards his bare chest running them along his hardened pectoral muscles before moving along the ridges of his six pack.
Westley POV As I hold Gemma in my arms trying to come down from the most mind-blowing sex of my entire life her scream startles me as I turn around to notice six seriously pissed off people standing in the doorway. As her scream rings in my ears, I quickly react to the two males that are charging towards our bed. I pull out of the Goddess beneath me as I quickly move to push her completely behind me as I growl at the intruders. I don’t recognize any of these people, and as I am studying each one to assess Gemma’s safety the only woman in their group speaks. “Alpha Keen I know your in pain and upset, but by the way they are looking at us something is very wrong here.” Stops his movement and nods at the female before the other charging enraged male abruptly halts and speaks. “I know magic and the two of them reek of dark blood magic, and by the way he is protecting her she is about to be in heat.” The British man says after
Gemma POV We’re standing in a luxurious living room, and even though I’m pressing my body as close to Westley as humanly possible I can’t help feeling a sense of unease threatening to overwhelm me. The hostility that is swirling through the air is toxically thick it’s practically suffocating me, and everyone is tense waiting for someone to snap. Westley’s arm is still possessively wrapped around my waist while I cling to his side, and I can feel the protective aura he holds towards me. I’m definitely not the only one that has noticed the way he is acting towards me, and everyone besides my sister looks like they might rip my West’s throat out. I can’t help but look up at the man that is my savior, my protector, and now my lover. Just thinking about how he put his intimate possessive claim on me this morning without making me feel like I was property to be owned, was the sexiest thing I could have ever imagined. Just thinking about
Gemma’s POVWestley carried me to my suite silently while following my sister, and as we entered what was supposed to be my safe space I felt anything but. He held me in his arms as he walked around the suite making sure it was safe before finally set my feet on the floor.With everything happening today I couldn’t help but feel utterly alone, but at the same time completely smothered. I knew that Westley just wanted to make sure that I was safe, and my sister was only trying to protect me which seemed like something she must do often. I just couldn’t think with people watching me like I was a broken toy that they had no idea how to fix, and the pity they held in their eyes was worst of all.I needed to be alone so I quickly told them I wanted to go get cleaned up thinking that this would allow me to separate from them. But when I tried to enter the bathroom they both were following me inside, and when
Gemma POVWhen I exit the bathroom I notice the lounge wear she had picked out laying on my bed, and I laugh looking at the sweatpants and night shirt she picked out. She thinks with all those men out there I am going to leave my room in lounge wear that could almost be mistaken as pajamas, no way was that happening. When I look through my packed walk-in closet I notice several black clothing bags labeled for different occasions, and when I find one labeled First Date DO NOT OPEN I can’t help but giggle as I unzip the forbidden garment bag.Something about it telling me to not open it made me want to wear whatever was inside even more to defy whoever was trying to control me. The garment bag contained a capped sleeved satin black mini dress, red suede bow strap high heels, and a red leather jacket. We weren’t going out anywhere so I didn’t need the jacket, but the dresses fabric felt like butter and my buzzed brain was tell
Gemma POV I can’t help but start to panic, and when I feel my anxiety rising the only thing I can think of is distract yourself from him. In my mind I’m repeating a mantra He Is A Monster Not Your Mate He Is A Monster Not Your Mate as I down another glass of champagne knowing I’m getting close to being more then buzzed, and when I attempt to refill my glass I feel his hands on the bottle. I’m still repeating my mantra and refusing to look up at him because I know my eyes will only help betray me. I let him have the bottle trying not to show how anxious he is making me, and as I grab the glass that Alpha William ask for I slowly head over to where everyone else is. Can I trust any of these people if the one person that I thought cared for me isn’t the person my mind keeps telling me he is. I know I don’t really have a choice because I’m stuck here with all of them, but as I look around the room at each person I’m slowly trying to