CHAPTER 11: WHACK! WHAM! POW!

Amber

I was seriously not in the mood for more social chat. 

But I flashed my brightest smile and feigned a surprise. 

“Charlie! Are you lost? This is private premises—.” 

“Cut the crap,” he snapped, his eyes maddening, “you said we’d meet in private so here I am. I’ve been very patient with you, Amber.”

But I meant at the party—why would I go anywhere private with you?

“Right.” I subtly scanned around for options. There were none. So I’m entirely on my own. “What do you want to talk about?” 

Suddenly, he was too close.

“Us.” 

His lascivious gaze trailed down my bare neck to my collarbone.

And I was severely creeped out. 

I think he does own an Omega harem; and I've got a feeling he treat women like shit. 

“Us?” I backed away, forcing a chuckle. “W–what about us?” 

“Our marriage!” Mad rage filled his eyes. “I’ve mentioned it three times! Have you been listening?” 

Shit. My mind had been so wrapped around Hunter, I couldn’t focus on anything else. 

My ankle bumped into the shrub, and I was on high alert because there was no way out. 

“But we’ve only met today, Charlie.” I tried to distract him instead. “Don’t you think we should get to know each other first? And I need to bring it up to my father—.” 

“We can get to know each other right now.” 

And he lunged at me. 

I swiftly ducked to avoid his grasp. 

But the damn dominant Alpha was still faster.

And I was immediately re-imprisoned.

The only way out was to strike back. 

But what if he accuses me of attacking him first? 

I’ll need proof of self-defence. 

His stonewall body pressed closer, squeezing my shoulders to keep me right where he wanted. 

“Why are you playing hard to get now? You’ve been throwing yourself at me the whole night—.” 

I most certainly did not!

Those slimy lips attacked my neck again but I fought them off. 

“Mr. Walters, please! There must’ve been a misunderstanding—.” 

I grabbed his wrists to wrench him off me. But it was fruitless. 

Christ, is he made of steel?! 

Then, I felt his knee at my clit, pressing down hard, and I was completely grossed out. 

I was even more repulsed by his hot breathing in my ear, the reek of alcohol. 

“You little slut. You’re a whore just like the others. And I know that sweet pussy of yours has taken every large fucking cock that comes your way.” 

I froze. 

My thoughts ran to that night. How I had stripped myself naked for Hunter and threatened him to fuck me… how I enjoyed having his cock inside me, pounding over and over….

Maybe I am a slut. 

I belonged to Charlie’s Omega harem, and not in the arms of Ethan Greenwell.

Or even Hunter Black.  

The angry ripping of fabric snapped me back. 

And I looked down in a shocking gasp, my anger shooting through the roof: Charlie had ripped my dress open. 

If it weren't for my bra, Charlie would've gotten his private strip show. 

I quickly clutched what was left of my dress tightly to my chest and roared, “STOP THIS NOW!” 

Then, I knee-jerked his balls. 

To my delight, he stumbled back slightly, in grunts of pain.

But as soon as I turned towards the maze's entrance, the strong grip was back on my shoulder.

This time, his fist raised high, aimed straight for my face. 

“YOU FUCKING WENCH!” He took a full swing—.

And I almost heard a champagne bottle pop. 

This is it! A full throttle retaliation would be served—.

But nothing happened. 

“You!” Charlie exclaimed in surprise and fury. 

My curious eyes flew open.

And I found myself staring at Hunter’s back. Or his black jacket. That broad, muscular stature was covering me entirely so I wouldn’t be seen. 

I felt relieved. But I was also furious. 

Hunter Black is the last wolf in the realm I want here. 

How will I ever be rid of him when he keeps doing this? 

Hunter spat. 

And the second I saw blood, my rage erupted like a live volcano. 

I glared at my shield as though I was looking through it at that sick Alpha bastard! Who in their civil mind would use such brute strength on a Luna! Who the fuck does he think he is?!

I want to crush his balls and break his dick so he'd be heir-less and sexless for the rest of his disgusting life! 

And Hunter seemed to read my rage.

“Do you mean to kill the Kratos heir—Alpha Andrew’s daughter—with that punch, Alpha Charles Walter?” His voice was as cold as death. 

Since a mere mention of the name ‘Kratos’ has struck fear in all wolves of the realm for generations, Hunter used it as the final polite warning for the VIP. 

Because things will get ugly henceforth. 

But the woman-beater was more brazen than ever.

“Who the fuck do you think you are to threaten me, you filthy leech? That bitch humiliated me! And I’m just taking her face as payment—that’s the cheapest price! I’ve never been this generous—Alpha Andrew would thank me! SO MOVE THE FUCK AWAY!”

Hunter shuffled backwards, closer to me. 

And then, WHACK! His face flipped sideways. WHAM! It jerked back the other way. POW! His stomach took the blow—. 

I wanted to push Hunter out of the way. Do something to stop this. But a familiar ache gripped me. The same one from that night when dad beat up Hunter. And I couldn’t move a muscle—.

Then, abruptly, the gurgling sound of a gripped throat lifted into the cool, damp air. 

“You’ve had quite enough,” snarled the silky voice.  

And I recognised it: Hunter was going for the kill. 

My hand shot out before I thought to. “Hunter, no!” 

The asphyxiation continued for a while more. Then, the angelic beast slammed the monster to the ground like trash.  

Rushed footsteps entered, and the sleazeball was carried away screaming threats of death of my father, Hunter, me and the entire Blood Moon Pack. 

I’m thoroughly, absolutely screwed. 

A war’s going to happen. The pack’s business empire will collapse. My father’s reputation will be ruined. All because of me.  

I need to leave. I can’t do anymore damage.

But the second I touched Hunter’s back, which was pinning me to the maze wall, he turned around. 

And as soon as he saw the state I was in, he flew into an enraged shock, hastily peeling off his jacket.

But I pushed him away to bolt straight for the maze’s entrance. 

“Goddamn it, Am.” He caught up in a stride and draped the jacket over me from behind. “I told you to be careful. And you took off on your own. If I hadn’t noticed you gone—.” 

I refused the jacket once more. “Just leave, I’m fine.” 

But he adjusted it properly on my bare shoulders. 

“You should’ve just used the moves I taught you. That would easily take him down—.” 

I pushed the jacket off. 

“I can’t risk it.” 

The jacket was back on me. “Risk what?” 

And my patience completely broke. 

I ripped the jacket off and flung it further away. 

“I can’t have the pack going to war over such a foolish thing, can I?” 

He halted before his jacket then turned back with a very disapproving glare. 

“He attacked you! That’s not something to trivalise—.”

“IT’S NO BIG DEAL.” I repeated. 

And the jacket was back on me. 

“No!” I shoved it off. “Go away! I don’t need your help.” 

He chuckled dryly. “Nice thing to say after what happened.” 

I spun around, livid. 

“You stepped in on your own; I didn’t ask for any of it. Just as you stepped in to take care of me all these years; I NEVER ASKED FOR ANY OF IT. I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF!”

His eyes widened with renewed surprise, and I could tell he knows exactly what I mean.  

Yet, what he said next covered it up nicely. 

“What the fuck are you saying? He was going to hit you, and you expect to just sit and watch—?!” 

Fucking hell. 

“YES!” I shoved him. “YES, HUNTER! SIT AND WATCH! LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!” 

He looked like he wanted to strangle me. 

Instead, he snatched his jacket off the ground and stalked back to put it around me once more, wrapping it tightly this time. 

“Did you not hear a word I said?!” I tried to push it off me. 

I can’t wear it. It smelled of him, and my resistance was crumbling fast. 

“Yes,” he growled, “Loud and clear.” 

In one swift motion, he rolled me up like sushi in his jacket then lifted me in his arms like a bride. 

“And I don’t give a shit about it.” He stalked off into the maze.  

Jerk. 

“Put me down!” I wriggled fiercely.

Which only tightened his hold, and made my heart race even more. 

“No,” he replied curtly.

And we continued breezing through the maze in his galloping stride. 

“Sure.” I scoffed. “Do what you want. Don’t care about what I want cause I’m just a fucking kid.” 

And his jaw clenched. “Stop putting words in my mouth.” 

“Then start saying them, why don’t you? Stop spouting things you don’t mean and start saying the ones you actually do!” 

“Oh ho, ho…so now you’re lecturing me?” 

And my stomach melted into flurries of joy. 

Who am I kidding? I missed the sound of his laugh. The beautiful ring in the air. How the hell do I get rid of my love for this man?

“Put me down, please.”  

He came to a stop and looked down at me. 

Something caught his eye and crushed his smile. 

And the next thing I know, he hugged me closer to seize my lips.  

I was shellshocked. 

My first instinct was to push him away. I swear. 

But my hands were strapped to my body. 

And, oh God, his scent, and the warmth of his firm lips and their possessive nature. They were so intoxicating…like fresh mountainous air. 

No sooner did his lips adjusted to cover mine completely, I surrendered.

We kissed hard. Sucked even harder. And I was quickly slipping into his hot, muscular tongue entering my mouth to rub me the way I wanted his cock against my core—. 

No. 

In sheer reluctance, I tore myself from him. 

“We can’t,” I panted.

But my breath was hot and urgent.  

I need to get away fast, or I’ll never be able to. 

And he seemed to read my mind because he finally put me down. 

The second I landed, I raced up to my room. 

*****

I stared at the oaken door of Hunter’s room. 

I had changed into more comfortable clothes and sent a text to my father, explaining my absence, when I caught sight of Hunter’s jacket on my bed.

All it took was a whiff of his pheromones, and I found myself here.

I still owe him a thank you. 

And I need to return his jacket. 

Plus, I should check on his wounds—out of courtesy. Because he did take the hit for me. 

Besides, it’s just a visit to a fellow clan member. It’s not illegal. 

I swear I have no other intentions. 

So why am I stuck outside this long? 

Oh. 

The last time I was here, he had a woman inside. 

I needed to make sure he’s alone—. 

The door flung open and Hunter stared at me in sheer surprise.