Disappointed

Lucas wanted to take Amelia’s hand, wanted to pin her down on the bed and claim her right away—but he forced himself to hold back, knowing Amelia didn’t like things rushed like that. He let her take the lead instead, watching how his shy and gentle girlfriend planned to please him.

Just as Lucas had expected, after an intense argument always came intense affection. He knew Amelia was acting this way simply because she wanted his attention and his time.

She had made things difficult for him—but in the end, he was still getting what he wanted.

Amelia pulled off Lucas’s belt and tossed it onto the floor, then shoved him onto the bed, making him sit and look up at her beautiful face. From where he sat, Lucas could admire her even better—the delicate curves of her body, her beauty. Only now did he fully realize just how stunning Amelia was.

Amelia straddled his thighs and settled onto his lap. She swept her long black hair over one shoulder and wrapped her arms around Lucas’s shoulders.

“I didn’t know you could be like this, Amelia,” Lucas said with a smile. Amelia simply smiled back.

In truth, she was nervous. She had only experienced intimacy once before and she had gotten pregnant immediately. Back then, she had been too innocent; whatever Lucas did to her, she accepted. Even if it hurt or if she didn’t like it, she endured it because she loved him.

“There’s still so much you don’t know about me, my Alpha,” Amelia whispered in a seductive voice. She leaned close to his ear and whispered again, “I’ll show you a different side of me you’ve never seen.” Then she kissed his ear and trailed her lips down his neck.

Lucas gripped the bedsheets tightly, resisting the urge to grab Amelia’s soft, full hips resting on his thighs. He was intoxicated by her sweet, intoxicating scent—the fragrance of her pale neck blending with the fresh scent of her shampoo.

Lucas tilted his head back as he felt Amelia’s warm kisses travel from his neck down his chest. He didn’t know where she had learned to do things like this, and a question suddenly formed in his mind.

“How are you so good at this? Where did you learn it? Did another man teach you?” Lucas asked. The thought of Amelia being with someone else made his blood boil. He wouldn’t allow any other man to touch her smooth, soft skin. No one else had the right to claim Amelia but him.

He grabbed her shoulders and looked at her seriously—but Amelia only laughed, cupping his cheeks. She smiled at him sweetly, a smile so gentle it made Lucas fall even deeper.

“Instinct,” Amelia whispered. “This is how a she-wolf acts when she’s obsessed with her Alpha. Desire and true cravings come out.”

She ran her hand over Lucas’s chest, then bent down, following the path of her fingers with hot kisses.

Even though Amelia felt disgusted, she had to win Lucas over for the sake of her plans. She needed solid grounds—proof that would allow her to escape as his chosen mate.

“Mmm…” Lucas couldn’t help but moan softly at her kisses and the way her hand slowly slipped inside his pants. He bit his lip, barely able to endure the teasing.

Amelia felt what Lucas was hiding. She couldn’t deny that the first time she’d felt it, it had been both painful and pleasurable. But now, she wanted nothing more than to crush it—to make sure Lucas could never hurt anyone the way he had hurt her.

“Amelia… can you?” Lucas asked, wanting her to go further.

Despite her disgust, Amelia knew she had to keep him satisfied but of course, she had no intention of actually following through. She wanted to leave him frustrated and irritated, so she began thinking of how to escape after fully arousing him.

She looked at Lucas and thought about how arrogant and confident he was in his body and masculinity. She knew he had been sleeping with other she-wolves behind her back. That confidence—she wanted to shatter it, to make him feel like he was nothing.

She wrapped her hand around him but deliberately let disappointment show on her face. Lucas noticed immediately. His brow furrowed; he had expected Amelia to be impressed, not dismayed.

“Is something wrong, my Luna?” Lucas asked, making Amelia even more irritated by the title—a title he would never truly give her.

“Hm… I’m just a little confused,” Amelia said innocently, glancing at him. She pressed her hand slightly, making Lucas bite his lip, but her expression clearly showed disappointment.

“W-what do you mean?” Lucas asked again.

“Is it really this short?” Amelia said as she stood up in front of him. “Hmm… I thought you’d be bigger.”

Lucas was stunned. It felt like he had been trampled. He had never experienced this kind of humiliation before. Amelia was the first she-wolf to ever complain about him.

“What? What did you say?” Lucas asked as he adjusted his position. Amelia faced him, tying her hair back.

“I mean, shouldn’t it be longer? I don’t think I’ll be satisfied right now. Maybe next time—I’ve lost the mood,” Amelia said as she grabbed her bag.

Lucas stared at her in shock. He felt humiliated, belittled.

“Hey! Where are you going? What—are you saying you’re disappointed in me? In my manhood?” Lucas demanded, veins bulging on his forehead and hands.

“No! Don’t get me wrong. I just really lost the mood,” Amelia said, clearly lying, making sure he could tell she was disappointed.

“I’m going back home. Mom and my sister might be looking for me. Maybe we can continue next time?” Amelia said before quickly walking out the door.

Lucas was left dumbfounded in the room, unable to react to how fast everything had happened. All he could do was throw a pillow and grit his teeth in rage.

“I didn’t expect this to happen to you—pffft,” Dexter commented through the mind link, barely holding back laughter.

“Tsk. Just wait until next time. I’ll make sure she won’t even be able to walk,” Lucas growled, throwing another pillow to the floor.

Meanwhile, Amelia quickly left the guest house and texted Mia. She walked toward her home, a smile playing on her lips as she remembered Lucas’s furious expression.

She immediately received a call from Mia.

“What do you mean? You left Alpha Lucas… like that?” Mia asked in shock. Amelia laughed at her reaction.

“Shhh, you’re too loud,” Amelia chuckled. “It’d be easier if I could mind-link too—then I could tell you all about how I humiliated Alpha Lucas.”

She needed to be careful mentioning names—there were many guests in the Crescent Moon pack, and she couldn’t yet tell if someone was nearby.

After talking for a bit, Amelia ended the call as she approached the pack village and headed straight home. Even from the gate, she saw the lights on and Solana pacing back and forth in the living room.

“Looks like she can’t wait to scold me,” Amelia murmured as she walked through the garden.

Solana rushed to the door the moment she saw Amelia.

“Amelia! Where have you been? What were you doing? Have you lost your mind?” Solana snapped. She wasn’t angry about the chaos at the dinner party but about Amelia humiliating their family.

If Luthor and Lucianna became truly furious, their family could suffer. Solana’s image as a perfect mother and stepmother was at stake. She guarded her reputation carefully, hiding her true cruelty and schemes.

“Sorry, Mom,” Amelia replied softly. She bowed her head, even forcing tears to form, playing the role of the weak she-wolf they all believed her to be.

Solana rolled her eyes while Amelia wasn’t looking. She wanted to slap her but she couldn’t. Amelia would surely report her to Antonio.

“What possessed you to do something like that? Did Alpha Lucas do something to make you angry?” Solana asked, guiding Amelia inside and pretending to comfort her.

In the living room, Amelia saw Olivia sitting on the couch, refusing to look at her—clearly still irritated from earlier humiliation.

“Lucas has another woman,” Amelia said.

Solana and Olivia froze.

“What?” Olivia stood up in shock. She never imagined the loyal, kind Lucas would cheat. That was exactly why she wanted to steal him—she believed he was faithful, loving, and dependable.

The news stunned her but she couldn’t help thinking this might be her opportunity.

“How did you find out?” Solana asked, rubbing Amelia’s back and guiding her to the sofa.

“I caught him, Mom,” Amelia lied.

Solana and Olivia exchanged looks. In that glance, mother and daughter already knew their next move—to claim Lucas and make Olivia the Luna.

“Do you know who the woman is?” Olivia asked, holding Amelia’s hand, pretending to sympathize—unaware she herself was the woman Amelia meant.

“Yes, I do. But can we stop talking about it? It hurts too much. I feel sick every time I remember what they did to me,” Amelia said.

“Okay, sis. We won’t ask anymore. Now we understand why you want to break the bond. We’ll support your decision,” Olivia said, squeezing Amelia’s hand with a smile.

Amelia smiled back and even hugged her, pretending to cry.

But as she hugged Olivia, Amelia wanted to stab her in the back—to hurt the woman who caused all her suffering.

She was amazed at how good Olivia was at pretending but even more amazed at herself. She never thought she could cry fake tears so convincingly.

Solana and Olivia weren’t the only master liars in the Blake family.

This time, Amelia knew she would win.