End this thing you have with her now!

CHAPTER THREE  

ALEXIS'S POV  

The months that followed after then moved a lot faster than I expected.  

Dyson became a regular part of my days. He picked me up after long shifts, took me to restaurants, and somehow always knew when I had been too busy to eat. 

He never pushed money on me, but he opened doors. A research contact here. A recommendation letter there. 

Opportunities I had only dreamed about started appearing, and every time I tried to thank him he simply said it was the least he could do.  

One evening we sat on the balcony of a hotel suite he had booked for the weekend. The city lights were glowing  below us.  

“Your family,” I said. “You’ve mentioned them a few times. What do they think about you spending so much time in the human world?”  

Dyson leaned back in his chair. “They think I should already be settled with a proper werewolf mate. Someone from a strong bloodline, preferably one the council already approves of.”  

“And you’re not interested in that?”  

“I’m interested in you.”  

I looked at him. “I’m human and I’m not your fated mate.”  

“I know.” His voice stayed calm. “But I still choose you.”  

“Your family won’t accept that.”  

“I’ll handle my family.” He reached across the table and took my hand. “You’re the one I want, Alexis. The rest can go to hell.”  

I wanted to believe him, in fact part of me already did.  

Our relationship deepened after that night, we spent more time alone. 

The teasing turned into caressing and even our arguments carried sexual tension. 

One night at my apartment, after another late dinner and too much honest conversation, the space between us disappeared.  

He kissed me first, sliding one hand into my hair while the other settled on my waist. 

I kissed him back harder, already tugging at his shirt. He pulled it off in one move and then went for mine. My bra followed. 

The second my breasts were bare he lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth.  

I gasped. His tongue circled the peak before he sucked on it hard, pulling it between his lips while his hand cupped the other breast and squeezed.  

“These are perfect,” he muttered against my skin. “I’ve been wanting to get my mouth on them for weeks.”  

He switched sides, sucking the second nipple with the same steady intensity  until both were wet and hard. 

“Dyson—”  I moaned softly.

“You like that?” he asked teasingly. “Tell me.”  

“Yes,” I breathed.  

He kept sucking and licking, moving back and forth between them, until my legs felt weak. 

Only then did he kiss lower, trailing his mouth down my stomach while he pushed my pants and underwear down my legs.  

I was already breathing hard when he settled between my thighs. He looked up at me once, then spread me open with his thumbs and dragged his tongue right through the center of me.  

My hips jerked.  

“Fuck, you taste good,” he said, and did it again, slower this time, tasting me properly before he focused on my clit. 

He sucked it between his lips and flicked his tongue against it slowly.  

“Don’t stop,” I whispered.  

“I wasn't planning to.” One of his hands held my hip down so I couldn’t twist away. 

While the other slid two fingers inside me and curled them upward while he kept sucking. “So wet already. All this for me?”  

I moaned even if I didn't mean to. My hand found the back of his head and held him there. He didn’t rush

He licked and sucked and worked his fingers until my thighs started shaking.  

“Cum on my tongue,” he ordered quietly. “Let me feel it.”  

When I came it was sudden and immediate, my whole body tightening around his fingers while he kept his mouth on me through it.  

Only after I stopped trembling did he pull back, wipe his mouth with the back of his hand, and climb up my body.  

He pushed his pants down. I reached between us and wrapped my fingers around his dick, stroking him once. 

“You want it?” he asked  

“Yes.”  

He nudged my hand away so he could line himself up, then pushed inside me in one slow move.  

I gasped at the way he was stretching me open.  

“That’s it,” he muttered. “Take all of it.”  

He was thick and deep, and he didn’t rush. He pulled back and sank in again, watching my face the entire time.  

“Fuck, you feel so good. So tight around me.”  

I locked my legs around his waist and met every thrust. The bed creaked under us. His hand slid between us and rubbed my clit in circles while he fucked me harder.  

“You gonna cum again for me?” he asked. “I can feel you getting close.”  

“Yes—don’t stop—”  

I came again, clenching around him and biting down on his shoulder to stay quiet. 

He followed a minute later, burying himself deep and spilling inside me with a low growl.  

“Mine,” he said against my neck as he finished. “You’re mine.”  

We stayed like that for a while, trying to catch our breath. Then he rolled onto his side and pulled me against his chest.  

“You’re mine,” he said again, but a little more quiet this time.  

I didn’t argue.  

The next morning I woke up tangled in his arms and realized what I had done. 

I had actually slept with a werewolf. An Alpha as a matter of fact. A man whose world had rules I still didn’t fully understand.  

But when he opened his eyes and smiled at me, the worry faded.  

“Good morning beautiful,” he said.  

“Morning.”  

He kissed my forehead. “No regrets?”  

“None.”  

I believed him when he said he loved me. I believed we could make it work.  

Several weeks later the belief turned into a more complicated situation.

I started waking up nauseous and my period never came. The smell of my usual morning coffee now made my stomach turn and after the third morning of vomiting I bought a test.  

Two pink lines stared back at me.  

I sat on the bathroom floor for a long time, resting my hand on my still-flat stomach.

I was nervous, excited and terrified all at the same time. But underneath it all was hope. 

A child would make us an actual thing in a way nothing else could and his family would have to accept it.  

I decided to tell him that night.  

I drove to his residence in the werewolf part of the city, there was a small gift bag with the positive test sitting on the passenger seat. 

The house was quiet when I arrived. I walked up the front steps and reached for the door, already smiling.  

Then I heard voices inside.  

I could hear his mother's voice clearly even through the wood.  

“She’s human and a pregnancy changes nothing. That child will be an abomination. You need to end this before the council finds out.”