Chapter 9: Things I Hate

AZRIEL

I took a deep breath before walking into the suite. Whatever this date was meant to be, I just needed to get through it and go back home.

She was sprawled across the bed in red lingerie, biting her finger in a way that was clearly meant to be seductive.

My brows drew together in irritation. Did she even understand what a date was?

I ignored her and walked to the couch, sitting down calmly.

“Alpha Azriel,” she purred, shifting slightly on the bed. “I know you’ve seen all kinds of women, but I promise—you won’t regret meeting me.”

I didn’t reply.

I lifted my cigarette to my lips and lit it, taking a slow drag as the smoke curled around my face.

“Take off your clothes,” I command.

A slow grin spread across her lips, and without hesitation, she got down from the bed and began to undress.

“Have you ever been into BDSM dynamics?” I asked.

She frowned, clearly confused.

“I… I haven’t,” she admitted softly, “but I can be whatever you want.”

By now, she had taken off all her clothes and stood completely naked in front of me.

“Hm. Boring. No reaction, Azriel,” Kane, my wolf, growled in my head.

I snapped my fingers, and the curtains slid open, revealing the room fully—every piece of equipment neatly arranged. This was one of my private suites, each designed with different sets of tools.

She gasped, her eyes widening.

I watched closely as her confidence cracked, replaced with fear. I asked the staff to hand her the suite key so she could wait here for me. Yet instead of doing that, she chose to put on this act. Why the hell is she scared now?

I sighed and got to my feet, walking toward the stand. I picked up a strip of red fabric and stepped back to her, tying it gently over her eyes.

I hated eye contact. It always made something dark rise in me—something that wanted to rip those staring eyes apart.

But strangely… it was different with Alessia.

Kane liked it when she looked at us. Something about her gaze made him go still.

“Now, kneel.”

She began panting immediately, her whole body trembling as she slowly got to her knees.

I picked up a red candle and lit it, letting the hot wax drip onto her nipple. A sharp moan tore from her lips, her breathing quickening.

“You can stop me at any time,” I said, my voice low. “Use the safe word: Alpha cube.”

She nodded without hesitation. I continued, watching her carefully. She wasn’t breaking—she was enjoying it.

Fascinating.

“Damn it, Azriel, let’s just go back to the doctor. She might be alone… we should leave before the others come back,” Kane growled, clearly not turned on.

“It’s up to me, Kane,” I whispered.

Alessia had made it clear we should stay for an hour. I wasn’t the type to obey rules, but when it got to her, obsession overtook my rules.

“Alpha Cube!” she screamed, finally unable to bear the pain. Her nipples were coated in red wax, her body trembling, sweat covering her skin, tears slipping down her cheeks.

I scoffed, feeling a cold detachment. The only part of me enjoying this moment was the part inflicting the pain—not the one taking pleasure from her suffering.

“Take off the blindfold and leave,” I commanded, dropping on the couch and reaching for another cigarette.

She obeyed and took off the fabric, her eyes fixed on me—but she didn’t move to leave. I raised a brow, silently asking what she was waiting for.

Her gaze fell. “Master… I want to pleasure you. This body… it’s yours. You can do whatever you like with it,” she blurted out.

“Let’s take off those eyes that just stare into ours,” Kane murmured.

I ignored him, dragging on my cigarette and exhaling slowly. She wasn’t a threat, so I wouldn't. And Alessia had chosen her—so we wouldn’t disobey Alessia and harm someone she chose.

I glanced at my wristwatch. Only twenty minutes had passed. Damn it, there's no way I'm going to spend another forty minutes here without seeing Alessia—and this she-wolf had no intention of leaving.

“What pack are you from?” I asked, flatly.

“Shadowmoon Pack,” she replied quickly, almost too eagerly.

My skin crawls in irritation. Liam’s pack, speaking of Liam, that bastard still has unfinished business with me. Killing him wouldn’t be fun; it’s better to strip him of everything he values. I’d heard he has a wife. I’m curious who she is. Because I'm going to ruin her and make him watch.

“Alpha Azriel, the doctor said we could… have sex and get to know each other. I’m ready,” she said, her voice trembling but eager.

“Why is she so desperate? We need to go home, Azriel,” Kane growled, anger flashing in his tone. I ignored him. It was time he knew who was in charge. That’s me.

I stared at her, a dark thought creeping into my mind. She wanted sex… fine. I’d give her that chance.

“Have you ever had a foursome?” I asked.

Her breath hitched before she nodded slowly. “I have… and I can handle all three of you Triplet Alphas,” she said with a grin.

My brow tightened in disbelief. Triplets Alphas? We had nothing to do with the Shadowmoon Pack's ladies. Their Alpha is a scumbag, making his pack members unattractive to us, except for the doctor… There was something about her that made us trust her.

I snapped my fingers, and the door clicked open as three of my guards stepped in. Their strength was unmatched. Her eyes widened as she tried to cover herself with her hands.

“Scared already? If you can’t handle them, how do you expect to handle the Triplets?” I asked calmly.

Her expression shifted. Boldness took over fear. She got to her feet, her chin up. “And would I get to… fuck the Triplets if I could handle them?” she challenged.

Interesting. “Go on. If you can make them reach their climax, you can have time with the Triplets. And remember your safe word—Alpha Cube. They’ll let you go once you say it.”

She nodded, her body still trembling. Pathetic slut—why even try? These men had trained their entire lives in the gym; it would take more than an hour for any of them to climax. Handling all three? Impossible.

They moved toward her like predators, hunger in their eyes. I calmly excused myself.

It's time to see the doctor.