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Morgan's POV

My first kiss was when I was fifteen. It has come later than the other girls who had their first kiss very early into their lives.

I remembered how desolate I had felt, standing in front of the other girls and watching them recount these memories while I stood there with my chubby body, wanting to hide away from the eyes of everyone.

It was not until fifteen that I got my first "pity" kiss. A boy had been dared to kiss me and after our lips crashed in youthful exuberance, he had rushed to clean off his lips like he could contact leprosy from just my lips.

"I'm never kissing a fat bitch again!" He had howled as he rushed back to the group of boys that stood in a corner, pointing and laughing.

Somehow, that single sentence was enough to dismiss the butterflies that had gathered in my stomach from my first kiss replacing me instead with dread.

After that unruly boy was Brian. Not enough experience but I still knew that a kiss should not feel so..... energetically charged.

Our bodies moaned on each other as the kiss deepened, his hands finding their way to the small of my back, pressing hard against my neck and listening to me let out a muffled hum that I could tell was turning him on from the way his eyes lit up with need.

Suddenly, he pulled away, stopping that connection before it could progress further.

His eyes held that bout of unreadable expression in them as he took a step back like he was scared of me.

" I'm sorry....I shouldn't have" I muttered instinctively even though he was the one that had kissed me first.

He took in an audible gulp.

" I will see you around. Have a good day" he said with a voice so husky, I could feel my wolf craving him all over again.

And that was it. No rejection, just a mind blowing kiss that ended so abruptly, leaving me craving more.

I stared at the direction he had disappeared into long after he was gone, my heart fluttering.

" Hey! What the hell are you doing just standing there Morgan?look at you just slacking off! Don't you see the things we need to do before alpha Caspian leaves for his pack?" A voice yelled behind me.

My mum.

I turned to stare at her quickly, eyes still  flushed with that need he had ignited in me.

A part of me hoped for dear life that she would not pick up on it but unfortunately, she did.

" What were you doing? Who were you with and why the hell are you so red?"

The words caught in my throat.

She closed in on me, her hands finding their way to my jaw as she lifted them up harshly to stare into them her eyes inspecting.

" You were kissing someone" she noted.

My entire body slacked.

Please, please let her not..

" No I wasn't I..."

She seemed to get a minute of realization as her eyes widened, her hands landing firmly on my cheeks so quickly I saw the stars blink for a minute before they disappeared again.

Tears stung my eyes.

Did she know now?

" Don't tell me you have been having an affair with one of the guards since you got back?! You little slut!" She yelled.

Wait... guards?

On one hand, I was glad that it was all she thought about and on the other, I could not shake off that offended feeling. Was that really all she thought I could pull?

" No I wasn't ma, I was just going to..."

" Oh shut it! I knew you would be a slut. I always knew. Poor Brian, he must have been so devastated watching his loose wife sleep with every dick and harry like a fucking pig. Is that why you broke up with him? Huh?!"

I swallowed.

I had walked into this pack with scars on my body and my chest pounding with pain. But it all did not matter because in her head, she saw me as the bad person.

I tried to look down instead, refusing to stare at her again.

She huffed, hands folded around her chest.

" You see? That is why I don't feel bad about what I did. Brian is outside. He has come for you"

I stared up, heart dropping in an instant.

" Wait....what?!"

She eyed me.

" What? Do you think I would really let you ruin your marriage with a good man because you can't be a good wife and you are also a slut? No. I'm a good mother so I called him and begged him.

Now you will go back outside, go on your knees, hold his legs and beg him to take you back."

Tears welled up in my eyes.

" Mum but...."

Her look grew stern.

" You had better do that, or else! You should be glad you have a hot man like that willing to give a slut like you a second chance..now you had better beg enough, or I will make sure you pay myself if he does not take you back”