*PHOEBE'S POV*
What the hell was that?He just stormed out of my room like he was running from getting laid. I know how to do my shit and that would have been proven if he just stayed and let us get naughty. I sighed heavily.
I thought that Alphas had a high sex drive, or is it that he thinks that I am a virgin? Oh no! Was he in love with someone else? I mean, all he had to do was to say so.
Even if he had someone else, shouldn't he get rid of that person for me? My number one rule was never to fall in love, because every beast man or woman, or shifter had their awaited mates. The mate bond was that magnetic pull that drew two souls together, to love each other for eternity.
Going against the mate bond would anger the goddess, and whoever performed the rejection would face some karmic stuff that would cause the bond to be severed. Rejection came with pain, and I deeply desired for Hudson to want to spend his life with me.
Alright, I needed a plan to handle this runaway mate fiasco. I'll talk to Chad tomorrow for more details about Hudson and see what's up with that dude.
My wolf, Keke whined after he ditched us as though he didn't like what he saw. Didn't he find me appealing? I ran my hands over my boobs and curves. My body was very sexy and I could give it to him in a way that would make him come back for more. Only women should play hard to get, but I am not a quitter. Let's see what he does the next time that I get him alone.
'His room is two stories up. Let's go see him.' Keke cries.
"Brilliant idea!" I told her. I threw on a bathroom robe to cover my skimpy night gown and explored my way to find the room that would give off his scent. I sniffed the air as I stood at the top of the stairs.
I turned left, and found the sweet morning dew mixed with chocolate scent. I stood before the door and tried the knob. The disappointment of it being closed jabbed at me, but I knocked and waited.
Ten minutes passed and I was still there. "Wasn't he in there?" I asked Keke.
'He's there.' Keke told me, 'I spoke to his wolf.'
"Did you ask him why he's avoiding us?" I pouted at my failure to accomplish seeing him.
'He won't tell me, but he wants us.' She said with much hope.
"Then tell him to help."
'He says that he tried but Hudson is hardheaded.'
Fine! I will track him down tomorrow and make him talk to us. He's going to pay for treating me like this. I went back to my room downstairs and stared out the window at the moon. Is this going to be one of those stressful mate bonds like a damn love triangle? I wanted all of him, or none of him.
Keke and I had to come up with a strategy in case he had already fallen in love with another she-wolf. Thinking of the strain and discomfort that would result from that particular circumstance, I palmed my face.
Keke scolded me, 'Don't think about things like that. Be positive, Phoebe.'
Positive? Of course, I want to think of nothing but the best for us. Making sense of the Alpha's detachment from me was adverse to the long-held hopes that I had for years of happily ever after.I took up my phone and decided to talk to someone. Joana was probably busy fucking. At least one of us was getting laid. I scrolled through my contacts and found my friend with benefits guy, Jerald. I messaged him.
Me: Hi boo, what's up?
Jerald: Missing you. When are you coming back?
To be honest, this should be my new home as Luna to the Alpha here. But the uncertainty of that future was too great to say never.
Me: Soon, are you alone?
Jerald: No.
Me: Bootycall?
Jerald: Yes. But she's not like you, babe. Nobody compares to you.
I rolled my eyes. I know that he's just playing with me. Jerald was mateless and we fucked each other whenever we were not seeing anyone. I must admit, we cheated on our partners from both sides. My conscience was free because they weren't our mates.
Me: Don't let me interrupt your good time.
Jerald: She won't give me anything. If you were here, I'd be inside of you right now.
Me: (laughing) try harder or go take a cold shower.
Jerald: You are going to pay for that when you get back. That plumped ass of yours will be spanked.
Me: Don't tease me.
Jerald: It's a promise.
Me: Night babes.
Jerald: Dream of me, sweetheart.
It would be nice to shift Jerald's personality into Hudson's. I smiled at the idea. Jerald made my days better because he was consoling all the time. Would Hudson even be envious if he learned about Jerald? I have my doubts. He might be content that he has an excuse to ignore me.
Moon Goddess, please help me with Hudson. I don't know how to prove to him that I am the one that should be by his side. Not for a title, because if he were an omega, I would still be swooning over him till death. Give me direction and guidance to win Hudson's heart.
Keke, my very naughty wolf, sent me explicit pictures of us fucking with Hudson, which soothed my tortured spirit.
Closing my eyes to let the fantasy take me into the imaginary paradise. Before his arms wrapped around my waist, his hands moved down the side of my body, feeling my curves, and his thumb brushed against my flesh through the thin nightgown. I can still feel the strength in his arms, abs, and chest.
My freshly changed underwear was damped and I ached for his touch, his lips, and his cock. Damn, I want him. The addiction to his scent and physical presence are driving me crazy. Without touching myself, and with only those naughty thoughts in my head, I climaxed.
I finally went to sleep.
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