Amelia closed the door behind her with one hand. It was also one of her special talents as a waitress. Many times, customers would order in the very important person room and she would be required to take them to the customers. Ok getting there, she needed to use one hand to open the door.
"Maxwell, I am back with your hangover soup" she said in a soft soothing voice. "I hope you like it"Silence struck the room without delay.
"Maxwell?" She called out but still, there was no response.
"Maxwell??!!" Her once gentle voice was gradually developing into a scream. "Maxwell, where are you?"Her anxiety began to increase when she dropped the food tray with it's soup inside, to search for Maxwell.
Had he been so drunk he fell inside the bathroom and died?Her heart panicked. Her eyes widened in shock, what would the pack say?
Was this the way Maxwell's family had said they would take him out of the mess of a mateship they were in?Amelia's head felt like it was about to spin when she saw the bathroom door lying open.
"Breathe" she reminded herself. She took slow steps as she advanced to the bathroom.Her heart was thudding. It was the same feeling she was getting when she saw people gathered in front of her house. She could also envision the same thing. Only, this time, it would be her who would be dying because Maxwell's family was not to be messed with.
"Maxwell?!" She called out one last time before poking her head into the bathroom.
Her jaw dropped when she saw Maxwell seated quietly on the toilet seat, smiling at her."What the heck is wrong with you?" She heaved a sigh of relief as she held her chest. Her thoughts were running wild and he was just seated there, laughing.
"I'm sorry, I just thought about a fun game. You and I should play it. You'd like it. What do you think?"
Maxwell tried to get up.Amelia was about to close her eyes but she heard him call her to order.
"Don't do that, I'm your mate, remember?!"She stopped.
She was a virgin and had never really witnessed a man's nakedness before but that was a story for another day."What kind of game do you have in mind?"Maxwell kept seating there, smiling sheepishly when Amelia asked that they leave the toilet.
"Have you heard your bath atleast?"He nodded.She carefully led him out of the bathroom and into the room.
"Sit here and take your hangover soup. I specifically made it for your hangover and headache, it'll cure them. Hang on tight, I want to get some ointment to massage your legs"Maxwell took a spoon out of his tray and started licking on it.
That was nasty but she had no right to say so. She watched him with disgust until she could finally turn her head to search for the ointment."Found it. So what game were you talking about?"
Maxwell's eyes brightened at the mention of game.She took it he was excited about sports."It's very easy, I'm sure you'd love it"
"Alright, go ahead and share it with me" she smiled. Maxwell's one foot was on her leg, being massaged and well oiled down when she heard him ask if she had ever met a man before.
"What do you mean? I meet men daily. I used to be a waitress, remember?"
"I remember but not that type of meeting men. The type where you open your legs for them" he smirked.
At the mention of legs being opened, Amelia's face turned from a smile to a stern look.
Maxwell noticed it.
"Come on, you don't have to get so serious and angry with me. It's a mere question"She shook her head, "No"That's perfect. I never thought there would come a day where I have to mate with a virgin. All the women and girls in our pack look like they've had at least a hundred men sleep with them. I'm proud of you"
Amelia blushed. She was proud of it herself. It was not easy warding of men who tried at every chance they could get to sleep with her.
"Thank you, so what game do you have in mind?""Well, it was a game when I didn't know you were a virgin but now that I do, I'd like to make it a favor. A special request from mez your mate"
Her curiosity grew. "how special is this request again?"Maxwell pulled his legs off her lap and sat properly. Amelia's chair that was faced in his direction was now turned away. It was a three wheeled chair and so he had to turn it right back.
"Look deeply into my eyes" he dragged Amelia's chair closer.
Amelia was looking. The intensity of the moment was maddening.Hearts were beating. Gazes were locked, body fluids were rising and awkwardness was lurking around when Maxwell sighed.
"What favor do you wish to ask?" Amelia, who thought the favor was probably a kiss or a massage on his back stared into his eyes. Her vision was unwavering.
"I don't know if you'd be up for it" he chuckled.
"I don't know. You seem like a baby at this"Amelia smiled. He was being funny.
"'come on, talk to me" she begged in a baby's voice. "I want to know it"Maxwell lingered around with his request until finally, he exhaled and then laughed, "I want you to allow me fuck you"
His voice echoed in Amelia's head.
Everything stopped moving at that instant."What did you say?" She asked in disgust.
Her forehead had furrowed together, making Amelia looked scary."What did you just say to me?""I may have put it in a different way. What I meant to say is that I would like to ride you bitch" he giggled afterwards.
Amelia scoffed. Apparently, he thought it was funny to not only ask to sleep with her but he meant to use it in an insulting way too.
"You called me, your mate, a bitch?""Isn't that what you are? You were a bitch before but now, youre my bitch" he bursted out laughing.
His words shot a bullet to her heart. Amelia tried to blink away the pain but it came as a physical blow which she was scratched by."Come on. I promise,. You'll enjoy it" he giggled again. He went on to try and pull his shirt off while he waited for her, " Should I come to you or you'd come to me?"
Amelia blinked away the tears that were now crowded on her eyelids. She exhaled deeply and then smiled, "Did you take the hangover soup?"
"Not yet. You want to get me more sober up so you could ride me better?"
Amelia laughed. An idea came into her head. What if she tried it out? Could she get away with it?
"Come to me" she leaned back in her chair.
"Come kiss me""I've always known you were feisty" he whispered. Maxwell rose from the bed to sit up straight. He tried to wipe his eyes clean as he was speaking.
"I knew that even if you didn't have a wolf, you had that wolf side in you. Maybe it's gonna come out faster if I spread your legs and pump you really hard"His comment was more that insulting. It was degrading. He wasn't seeing her as a wolf but thought he could help her by pounding on her flesh, surely, that was not her mate.
Amelia wore a brooding expression but the cloudiness of Maxwell's eyes didn't let him see them when he moved closer.
"I'm here my sexy wolfie" he teased, "Give me all you've got"Amelia thought of how nice it would be to implement her idea.
She couldn't take it anymore. Not with his last comment."Are you sure you want it?""I'm ready!"
Suddenly, there was a large thud to someone's cheeks. A body went flying on the bed.
"How dare you!"Maxwell slumped backwards into the bed. He started to foam from the mouth or was it saliva? The alcohol must have been too much to handle. That or he was just acting."You bastard!" Amelia didn't fret. She bent forward and slapped him. He didn't think for a second that his unconsciousness would make him escape what she had in mind for him."You. Think. I'm. So. Easy. Cheap. Slut" with every pronunciation of the words, Amelia slapped him as hard as her hand could swing. Her full power was at work. Maxwell moaned with each swing she gave to him. It annoyed Amelia the most that he would dare try to moan while she was hitting him. She wanted to get up and hit him with something harder. Maybe a plank, if she could but she couldn't. She wouldn't dare. Her life still depended on him.He was her mate."You dumb bastard!" She yelled in frustration. Her anger was piling up. She needed to vent it somewhere else. "Maybe hitting him some more would help!"Amelia took a pillow from underneath hi
The club seemed crowded enough. It had every kind of person Amelia could have thought she would see.The loud and funky ones were in the middle, directly under the shiny globe that rotated nicely. The ones that looked calm and chill sat proudly at the back. They were in the VIP section, seated with their ladies on their laps. They had expensive bottles in front of them, sipping slowly from their cups. They looked rugged. Too rugged for her. One of them even looked like he was related to Maxwell, all buffed and angry. Surely, he was a bully and she didn't want that. They were others that she noticed as she walked to the bar and took a seat. The bartender poured her a drink and she pulled the glass towards herself."This is on the house" he said with a smile. He looked mischievous, which should have sent a sign to Amelia but she ignored it."Hmmmm, it tastes good," she said after a sip. She lied. Amelia had only ever tasted alcohol once and it was when she first started walking as
Amelia jerked off him. She blinked twice and asked him to repeat what he meant."Excuse me?!"The stranger moved closer to her with a smile."I didn't mean to piss you off, what I was trying to say was that you're so beautiful and I wouldn't want to lose you"Amelia calmed down immediately. She drew a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He wasn't a threat."I thought you were coming on to me as a threat" she backed away again. Mr M smiled. He still a advanced towards her. Step by step, he took her by the shoulder. His touch was gently and soft. Amelia nearly melted."I like you Amelia, I think you're such a beautiful girl. The one I've been looking for. How about you and I talk inside?"Amelia's eyes became drowsy. The alcohol kicked in. She was feeling lightheaded and thirsty. Her eyes turned red."Is this your first time drinking?"Mr M leaned into her ear. She nodded.He giggled, "I can see it. You're not a bad girl"His laugh made Amelia suddenly get upset."Excuse me?!" She slapped hi
Amelia's heart stood still. Was it a prank he had just pulled on her or was he really gone? She got up to check.Amelia walked out of the room, her phone in her hand and the keys of the room in her pocket. She thought it was his house and that maybe he went to prepare her a meal but that wasn't it.It was infact a guest house. It looked like someone's house because that was the way the designer had meant for it to be."Good morning ma'am, how can I help you?"Amelia stood there speechless. She drew in her breath three times before she was finally able to talk."I'm looking for a man. He's this tall. He's slim and light skinned. He had a weird but funny smile. He came from the room I was in. Have you seen him? Did he leave his contact?"The receptionist looked at Amelia blankly. She later said she had no idea what Amelia was talking about and had not seen a man in that room.Amelia's jaw dropped. She stood there, frozen and wide eyed."You're the only customer we've had here in three
Amelia flared her nostrils."Answer me old man. What did you say was coming to me?"Maxwell's father said nothing. He only smiled."I hope one day, you'd have the guts to talk back to me in this manner when things turn in my favor"Amelia sneered, "you and your deadbeat of a son won't be getting so lucky any time soon" . She smiled.The old man nodded his head. He raised his hand to clap for her a few times and then walked out of the room."Enjoy"His leaving came with sadness to Amelia. She didn't mean to be rude and had no idea what had come over her but all she knew is that she wanted to make up a point.She was the daughter of great wolves. She didn't deserve to be treated like she was an outcast or something anyone could trample on.She wanted to stand up for herself.Amelia laid still on her bed, her face was looking at the ceiling while her hands were to her side."I'll be my own protector, that is what father and mother would have wanted anyway"With those thoughts, she closed
Maxwell drew out his belt while he stood open legged in front of Amelia.Amelia backed away but she ended up hitting her back on the wall. There was no place to run to. Maxwell was very calculative. He had cornered her into the wall and was about to have her there.Or maybe that was what she was thinking.That wasn't his plan.Maxwell had a big smile plastered on his face. He took off the buckle of his belt and drag it out of it's hoop. "It's time to experience what you wanted at the club"Did he mean sex?"Maxwell, I'm not ready! I don't want to have sex with you!" Amelia screamed.It sounded ridiculous but yes, she was not ready to have sex with her mate. The mate she had been saving her virginity for, since she was a teenager. She was not even ready to loose it, she just did that out of pressure and frankly, she was beginning to regret it.Maxwell ignored her. He went ahead to pull his shorts down. His underwear was a dark color with a shade of light blue. It aligned with his per
Maxwell's father asked Amelia to wash his feet. He asked her to clean the entire house with a tooth brush and also sent all the maids home for a week.Amelia cried and begged but work kept coming. It was like she never had the freedom she experienced before. That night of freedom was more of a punishment to her."When you're done, I want you to cut the grasses outside. Don't use the lawnmower, use your hands. I prefer them hand plucked."He smacked her on the back as he passed by. His touch was more aggressive than a blow. She wished he had just used his mouth.After she was done hand picking the grasses at his courtyard, Maxwell went on to give her more treacherous jobs to do. Each one, more tiring and stressful than the previous.By noon, Amelia collapsed totally on top of her bed.She had thought that was going to be the end when someone knocked on her door.She pressed her eyes tightly, not moving an inch under her blanket, hoping whoever it was would get the memo and leave but he
The lycan king, Alex had just conquered yet another battled and was seated on his throne."Ah!" He sighed, taking his hand to his head, "I am so tired and stressed. It feels like I would need a massage"His guard came to his side, requesting to call in the lady who had been his favorite but he refused."I need no more concubines," he muttered. "I need a mate"His beta wolf and friend, Gillian stepped forward, "but Alpha, you already have Sandra. Why not take her up as a mate?"Alex spat out. He shook his head and then eyed Gillian."Sandran and I go way back but that is not enough reason to have her as a mate."He relaxed into his chair, "She does not have a heart of gold and she seems to be someone who will not be so kind to my people, I can not choose her"Speaking of the devil and the doors swing open. It was Sandra. She looked beautiful in her white long flowing dress and golden earrings. She had a smile on her face and a tray in her hands."Alpha Alex, I came bearing gifts. I ho