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The First Taste of Betrayal

Author: Nyxenite
last update publish date: 2026-04-01 23:50:22

Shaina returned home after her week away, and the moment Matthias heard she was back, he left everything and rushed to the mansion.

They spent the next few days locked in their bedroom, barely coming out. He fucked her hard and deep every chance he got, making up for lost time.

Shaina submitted completely, moaning his name as he claimed her again and again on their bed.

Liliana was happy to see her parents so close. She smiled quietly and gave them their moment.

She played alone in the gardens or read books in her room, not demanding their time.

But the warmth in the house slowly started to change. It grew colder, little by little.

A few months before Liliana’s ninth birthday, Matthias became busier than ever. He stayed late at the tower almost every night and grew grumpier at home. Small things set him off.

For the first time, Liliana heard her parents argue. She stood frozen in the hallway as Shaina’s voice broke with tears.

“Why was Paloma returning your suit jacket with… with that stain on it?” Shaina asked, her voice shaking. “What happened while I was gone?”

Matthias raised his voice louder than Liliana had ever heard. Shame made him harsh. “Nothing! You’re making this into something it’s not. I told you I can handle the business myself.”

The argument grew louder. Liliana’s nanny quickly pulled her away to her room so she wouldn’t hear more.

The next day, her parents acted sweet and loving again, like nothing had happened.

That night, Shaina used her soothing Luna powers on Matthias. She held him close and calmed his anger.

He finally told her everything about Paloma’s sacrifice with Richard. Shaina felt deeply indebted. She could never repay that kind of loyalty with money.

With Shaina beside him again, the steady scent Paloma had been feeding Matthias was purged away. Just like that, the pull disappeared.

Paloma reported the failure to Ferdinand. The old Alpha narrowed his eyes.

“The soothing Luna’s powers are a problem. Get close to Shaina. Slip a single drop of the sealing potion into her tea every time. When the vial is empty, her powers will be gone for good.”

Because Shaina and Matthias felt they owed Paloma, she was invited to the Redborne mansion often. She became a regular guest.

Paloma was kind to Liliana, playing with her and earning the little girl’s trust.

Shaina never noticed the small changes in her own body as the drops added up month after month.

When the vial was finally empty, Shaina’s soothing powers were completely sealed.

Ferdinand gave the next order. “Find a way to isolate Matthias. Get him to claim you. Since he’s a strong Alpha, you’ll need to mate with him as often as possible, twice a day, three times if you can. Only then will your full scent take hold and control him.”

The first real chance came when Shaina had to leave again for a full month. Reports of rising berserkers pulled her back to the facilities.

What Shaina didn’t know was that Ferdinand was secretly turning sane wolves into berserkers just to keep her away.

Just one week after Shaina left, Matthias was already burning with need. He craved her touch more than the last time.

Paloma fed him her scent heavily now, no longer hiding it. She started provoking him openly.

One late night at the tower, everything changed.

Matthias heard Paloma’s cry for help down the hallway. He rushed out and found Richard harassing her, hands rough on her body.

Without thinking, Matthias punched Richard hard, sending him stumbling back.

Paloma secretly signaled Richard to leave. He scrambled away. She played the scared victim perfectly, trembling in Matthias’s arms.

He led her into his office and sat her on the couch. His eyes landed on her torn dress.

Her breasts were fully exposed from the “assault.” She didn’t cover them. Instead, she shivered, looking small and vulnerable.

Then she released her scent, potent and overwhelming.

It hit Matthias like a wave. He staggered, already weakened from days of her steady exposure and Shaina’s absence.

His own powerful pheromones answered instinctively.

Paloma sprawled back on the couch, instantly in heat. Her body burned. She shamelessly touched herself, sliding two fingers deep into her soaked pussy, pumping them in and out faster and faster.

Wet, obscene sounds filled the office as her juices coated her hand. She moaned loudly, eyes locked on Matthias, her hips bucking desperately against her own fingers.

“Alpha…” she gasped, voice dripping with need.

Matthias couldn’t look away. The hunger from missing Shaina mixed with the sight of Paloma frantically fingering her dripping cunt drove him to the edge.

His cock strained painfully against his pants, throbbing hard.

The last thread of control snapped when Paloma sat up, spread her legs wide open, and begged, “Claim me, Alpha. Please… I need your cock inside me right now.”

In a blur, Matthias was on his knees between her thighs. He buried his face in her wet pussy and devoured her like a starving man.

His tongue licked broad and hungry strokes over her swollen clit before thrusting deep inside her tight hole, fucking her with it as far as he could go.

He groaned against her folds, the taste of her driving him wild.

He lifted her hips higher, holding her down so she couldn’t squirm away, and ate her out with raw desperation.

Then he stood, dangling her upside down with her legs hooked over his shoulders while she pressed her palms flat against the couch for support.

Her pussy was right in front of his face.

He attacked it again, sucking hard on her clit and tongue-fucking her relentlessly, his growls vibrating against her sensitive flesh.

Paloma cried out, her body shaking. Her scent was strongest like this, flooding his senses completely.

Matthias was lost in it now, fully within her reach. Getting a full taste of her had made everything so much easier.

The plan was moving faster than even Paloma expected.

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