Alpha King's Brutal Love

Chapter 33

Farrell's POV

I sit at the backside of my tent, all alone as I watch the sunset. Just as I see a bit of myself in Arya, I think Aylee sees a bit of herself in Arya too I guess. Being a girl in this world.

I still remember it. The way Felix walked in and offered his help. He wanted me to take over his pack just because he didn't want it to be ruled by his daughter. And his point was that Alphas can never be girls. It should always be men.

"Alpha Farrell," Stefan greets me as he hands me a letter and a tin. Oh here she goes baking cookies and sending me all the way again.

Especially after telling her that they are growing mold and people are already eating them without letting anyone else know.

I quickly opened the letter to see the information about the potion but it totally threw me off guard to see no information about the potion. Or maybe this is a secret code. I don't know. But the letter reads..

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Glad that you finally wrote back, Farrell.

But over a favor? I expected much better from you. Even though I am a friend and your pack's witch, so you could have just ordered and I would do that for you.

What you asked for is ready. I understood what you meant when you asked me to do that favor for you and even Sebastian wrote that Aylee has an attitude that makes him barf.

I sent the cookies that you asked for. Trust me, it will have an effect on her. So do not forget to offer her and watch the drama. Trust me on this one.

Tell me what happened later.

You should take care of yourself too.

Your friend,

Meghan.

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Am I sober? This writing looks like Meghan's. The signature looks like Meghan's as well. And she clearly understood the message that I was asking as an Alpha to my pack's witch.

Maybe I should trust Meghan in this. She particularly asked me to offer the cookies to Aylee. What if she put a potion in these cookies? No. It can't be. She said potions once brewed cannot be used in cooking again. Only for external purposes.

But then what of these cookies?

"Sebastian!" I scream for my beta and he walks towards me, with his own letter in hand and a stupid smile on his face.

"Ooooh! Someone is blushing so very furiously, I see" I smile at him making him roll his eyes. It's sometimes refreshing to see him smile again. We have lost everyone and it's just us both for each other right now.

"Have a cookie," I ask him as I hand him the tin of cookies that Meghan sent me. Not an experiment or anything, but I just trust Meghan. It's myself that I don't trust. I don't know what's gonna happen if I offer these cookies to Aylee. I just want to be sure that there is no harm.

"Yeah I did. Just after looking at the Tin I knew they were from Meghan. And Stefan confirmed it saying it was her who gave him those," Sebastian says but still takes another cookie anyways.

If he ate it and is still alright, then what might be the matter with this? Why did she send me these and tell me to offer Aylee these cookies?

"Alpha Aylee has an attitude that makes you barf?" I ask Sebastian quickly, recalling that Meghan told me Sebastian wrote that in his previous letter.

"Uh oh!" Sebastian whispers and before I have a chance to grab him, he runs away and in the middle of the army group.

Everyone looks so happy as they read the letters they got from their home. So today marks the end of day two since I came here. And I feel like I already know her better.

I know that her father doesn't like her. I know that she has a small pack but she does everything in her capacity to protect it. I know that she is close to her Beta. I know that she is the equal match for me.

This is the first time ever that I am sitting before a pack, in a camp, and it has been two days already. I don't even know what her pack looks like inside. She is giving me no gap to fill.

"Or maybe you are just not trying enough," Lyon says and that's a point too.

I am not trying enough. Because war is not what I want. This is all just a game to see how far it goes. And it looks like it is indeed going farther than I can imagine it to go.

I walk to my tent again and call it a night. I am not hungry and I am definitely not in a mood to stay and watch as people around me share stories as they drink wine and sit around the bonfire.

I fall on my bed and close my eyes. Maybe because I am tired or maybe because I want to see her in my dream, I quickly fall asleep. Almost making it seem like a dream because until a few days ago I had trouble sleeping and now, the thought that I might see Aylee and I together in my dream sounds so good to me.

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Aylee's POV

"So is he your mate then?" Arya asks as she points at Colton who is walking through the main door.

"No. But I love him," I explained to Arya even though she is just almost three years younger than me.

"When is your birthday? When do you get your wolf?" Arya asks me again and she is a question box. She never runs out of questions somehow.

"Tomorrow is my birthday and if Moon Goddess blesses me, then tomorrow will also be the day I get my wolf," I smile at her and feel Colton's lips on the top of my head kissing me lightly.

Now that my mom knows what's between Colton and me, he doesn't feel shy anymore. Moreover he also hugged me in front of the entire army when I was about to walk out and see if Alpha Farrell was really ready to strike at my pack.

"Why do you love him then? If he is not your mate? And what if you find your mate tomorrow?" Arya asks me and my mom laughs from the kitchen.

"Please do ask those kinds of questions, Arya. She never answered to me but maybe she will answer to you," mom screams as she walks out with dinner already served on plates for us.

"I didn't know you were coming so I didn't cook anything for you," my mom says and I scoff at her, nudging to be nice to him.

"What? That's the truth anyways," mom says as she joins Arya.

It's been just a day since Arya is here and my mom already likes her. Just earlier after I came from the patrolling duty, I saw my mom place a lemon on her head, and trust Arya with her archery skills.

I stood there at the door with bated breath and Arya did hit the target without even touching my mother with the arrow. Farrell was right. She is indeed a skilled Archer. She just needs a little more practice to make even grown ass men be afraid of her.

"What do you want for your birthday?" Colton asks me and I think for a minute.

"Mental peace," my mom comments and then smiles at Arya,"Mental peace is so expensive these days, Arya. So keep that with you if you have it"

I know it was a silent dig at me and Colton. And he is slowly starting to get uncomfortable.

"I don't need anything as long as I have you," I tell Colton and this time the fake gags came from Rowan who is walking into the home with a box of something.

"Oh this looks like a family gathering that I wasn't invited to," he says as he gives me the box.

I opened it to see a necklace. Not really a necklace but a chain with a pendant of a girl. After giving it a few seconds, I saw that the girl's side profile is just like mine. I smile at Rowan and hug him, thanking him for such a thoughtful gift even though there's still a few hours left for the clock to strike at midnight.

I don't know how but my mom somehow brought out another plate of food for Rowan and he sits beside me to eat this time. That left Colton all alone and I guess he felt a little ashamed so he walked outside without turning back.

"Did you people really have to be that harsh towards him?" I asked both my mom and Rowan once Colton left so he wouldn't even hear what their answer was.

"Did you really have to date someone who is constantly upset and needs you to comfort him like a kid?" Rowan asks me back and I roll my eyes.

"Not everyone has the same emotional bandwidth, Rowan" I say as I shove a piece of chicken into my mouth and chew that, watching Rowan observe Arya.

Arya told me that she doesn't feel like mingling with new men. But Rowan is just making it harder for her too.

"I think I have seen you somewhere," Rowan says and Arya looks at him finally, close enough. And she falls into deep thought as if she is actually trying to recall something.

"Oh My God!" Arya almost screams and this is by far the loudest she has spoken.

"The Little Stone?" Rowan finally recognises her and I saw something I only saw happening with Farrell.

Arya squeals as she runs around the table and hugs Rowan. And what surprises me is that even Rowan doesn't look like he cares anymore. In fact he is happy that he recognised her somehow.

"Oh My Goodness you have grown up!" Rowan says as he pulls away from the hug making Arya chuckle.

"You haven't found your mate yet?" Arya asks Rowan and he thinks about it with a smile, not knowing how to answer her. But he is forgetting that Arya is fifteen so she understands everything.

"Well, I think if I won't find anyone in the next few years. I'd have to marry this grumpy girl then," Rowan says as he throws his arm around me and this time I fake gag as I walk to my room.

I don't know how Rowan and Arya know each other. But I think it's because Rowan was a traveler up until he arrived here to resume his Beta duties. He was in search of a mate so judging that was what Arya asked him, I think that was how they both met each other.

As soon as I reach my room, I close the door behind me and smile. Sometimes family times are really the best. Only if my dad was here. He would have enjoyed all of this. Or maybe, he would have enjoyed all of this only when Liza is a member.

Too sad that I had to put my own father in a silver cell. And even sadder that I had to go get him from the enemy den.

I sleep with a smile on my face. I will get my wolf tomorrow. I will have the power of a wolf within me. My senses are going to get heightened. Mate is a different kind of question. I might and might not find him but who cares anyways. I have Colton already.

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"Happy Birthday Aylee!!!" I hear screams from my people and I wake up. I am half asleep anyways. I wasn't fully sleeping because I knew they would come.

And as expected my mother baked a cake with all the dry fruits she could find and it honestly looks so yummy. What I did not expect was for Arya to be here too. She is smiling wide as she is singing a birthday song for me making my day even more memorable than ever.

Rowan, My mom and Arya. But not Colton. I don't know if he is still hurt by what my mom did earlier or not. I cut the cake and we feed each other and then we all have a piece of cake as we talk about things.

"So you know, I have another theory," Rowan says out of the blue and I roll my eyes.

"Is it another dream-like thing?" I ask him and he nods with a smile.

"When two mates are closer to each other and their attraction is undeniable, they have the same kind of dreams. A few tribes believe in that" Rowan says and momentarily I wonder if that's the case with Farrell and I.

But I shove that thought aside as I finally ask them all to leave because I need some sleep. But actually, I need to go find Colton.

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It took me a great deal to come to Colton's room but he is not here. Instead, he has his arms around me out of the blue making me squeal.

"I was waiting for you," he whispers and I turn around.

"Happy Birthday," he greets me and I smile back, placing my lips on his.

Colton and I walk to the part of the woods that is so secluded and no one usually visits. And he already arranged a midnight picnic for me. It's probably three days until the full moon, and the moon is shining really bright.

"Oh I cannot believe you are eighteen now," Colton says as he pulls me closer, hugging me.

I am eighteen now. And we always waited for me to turn eighteen. I have always wondered what it would be like to have s*x and I think I am finally ready now. But I don't know how to tell that to Colton. I don't know how he is going to take it. I don't know if this is even something he wants.

I pull away and look into his eyes and notice he is already looking at me. I then notice him looking at my lips again and I lean a little closer.

He holds me closer and places his lips on mine. I follow his lead again and I grab his hand and place it on my waist. My right hand is on the back of his head again, while my left hand is on his chest.

His other hand finds my waist as well and he pulls me even closer to him than I was earlier. He gently bites my bottom lip and I gasp at the sudden sensation. His tongue explores my mouth while his hands are firm on my waist.

He pulls away to look into my eyes and then he searches my face. I don't know what answer he got, but his lips find mine again and this time they have a little more passion that is making me softer than ever.

His hands trail even down and I don't know why I did, but I jumped up in the air and he held me at the right time. My legs are now around his torso as he is holding me in his arms.

Colton's lips travel to my jawline and I am sure I will be going home with hickeys all over my jawline and neck. I won't stop him. I don't object to him. I let him take the lead.

Colton then carefully places me on the blankets again and my heart is racing a thousand miles per hour.

"You are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid my eyes on" Colton whispers again and it stirs something in me. Because usually, it's definitely not me who gets to hear things like that all the time.

Colton's hand is now on my face, the pad of his thumb gently rubbing over my cheek.

"Usually, when a werewolf meets their mate, a mere touch gives them the spark. The ecstasy. I have heard it's beautiful" he says and now I am a tad bit disappointed that he is not talking about me. Because I am not his mate. I don't feel the sparks. It's either I'm not enough or-

"But even though you are not my mate, just touching your cheek is making me feel something I've never felt before. You give me butterflies," he says and just like that, all my insecurities face away again.

"Really?" I ask him and he subtly nods.

I close my eyes and I lean more into his touch while his lips find my neck again. I spread my legs so he could lay in between. His other arm is at the side of my head supporting his weight. One of my hands on his back and the other holding his hand that is on my cheek.

I felt the wetness of his tongue on my skin before he sucked on my skin a little. He licked the spot and kissed it again and it did sting a little. Is this how people get hickeys? I thought it would be painless or stingless but it does, even though a little.

He pulls away and takes a look at the hickey, then at me. And it's evident in his eyes that he is starting to regret it.

"No. It's okay" I whisper and he looks at me totally surprised.

"Are you sure? You should get back to your home and I am so very confident that no one around you likes me" he says and I shrug. Because I don't know why they don't like him. Maybe they don't know him like I do.

"I can use my mom's makeup to cover it up and I'll take care of it after a shower and no one will know. You worry too much," I say and I surprise myself because I have never done this, and here I am assuring him that it is totally okay.

"Aylee, I know you told me already. But I just want to be sure," Colton whispers as he pulls away from the kiss.

"The more you ask, the more I feel like this is not going to work," I say and he narrows his eyes at me in confusion.

"I know what I want. I know what I choose. The more you ask me, the more I get confused about my own decision. And I am indecisive and also-"

"I want this, Colton. I want this right now. At this very moment. As we talk about it. I want to have this before the guards come ruining it for us" I say and the next second Colton's lips are on mine again.

I can understand the sense of urgency behind the kiss and yet, he is so gentle. The way his lips are applying pressure on mine, the way his tongue is slowly swiping across my lip.. I have read about such things in books and nothing I have read like this. This is gentle!

Colton bites my lip a little making me part my lips in surprise and his tongue explores my mouth. I know we have kissed and made out until now, but this is pure bliss right now. Because this is level one nasty, if you ask me.

Colton's hands then travel to my thighs in a way that he is holding me perfectly. And just as I was thinking why he held me like that, he swiftly changes our positions and pushes me gently on to the blanket.

I fall on the blanket and now Colton is kneeling before me, his eyes slowly turning a darker shade and then back to the lighter shade again. Maybe because of his wolf. I will probably understand it better once I get my wolf.

He leans over me and kisses me again, and this time he is a little rougher than before. He bit my lip a little and his hands are teasing the hem of my top. I fold my arms around his neck and pull him closer to tell him that I am okay with this pace.

He takes the hint and finally slips his hand inside my top, touching my bare skin. A moan escapes my mouth on its own and that literally acts as a fuel to Colton, I guess. He is now slightly more confident than earlier and I let him take all the control.

He pulls away and quickly pulls up his tee shirt revealing his naked upper body. My breath is suddenly stuck in my throat and I just stare at him, as he moves a little lower from where he was earlier.

Colton starts kissing my feet and my body reacts on its own accord. He slowly makes his way higher and higher and even though I am still in trousers, I am already going crazy and I don't want to imagine how his lips are going to feel against my naked skin.

When he reaches my stomach area, just below the belly button he looks at me once and I just nod telling him that he is allowed to do whatever he wishes.

He lifts my plain white tee shirt a little and his lips touch my bare skin just below my belly button. I close my eyes and bite my lip because I just want to moan and he has not even done anything yet.

Colton lifts my top furthermore as he makes his way up. He helps me up and in just a few seconds, my top and bra are already on the other side of the room and I stare at the ceiling.

Colton touches my hips and I lift them up, helping him get rid of my jeans as well. I close my eyes and wait for his lips on me again and I am totally taken aback when his tongue meets my breast.

My hands meet his back and I hold him tight. His left hand is massaging my other breast and I feel his right hand trail lower and lower. I don't know where to focus and I just close my eyes, unable to even keep them open for a while.

Colton plays with the edge of my panties and I lift my hip again, giving him consent. But he doesn't remove it like I thought he would. Instead, he trails his hand furthermore and meets my v****a.

I moan out loud and he quickly comes back up to kiss me with his lips. He allows me to bite his bottom lip to suppress my moans and I wish we were somewhere else where I can scream in pleasure if I want to.

Colton's hand rubs the outer of my v****a and I involuntarily spread my legs a little for him. Not totally involuntary, but I know how these things go. His lips are on mine, one hand playing with my n****e and the other playing with my v****a.

Just like that, he parts my legs a little more and pushes his finger into my v****a. I almost scream but Colton kisses me harder and swallows all my screams and moans. With each passing thrust, he increases the pace and intensity making me feel more ecstatic than ever.

His mouth and two hands are all working on different parts of my body and I feel a bubble rising up inside me. Something I have never felt before.

It is as if Colton notices it, he changes his pace and pushes another of his fingers inside making me go bonkers. My back arches on its own and Colton pulls away from the kiss to take a look at my body, before trailing his hand that was in his n*****s, to my stomach. He gently pushes me back and gets back to playing with my other breast.

The thrusts are now a little powerful and the bubble inside me is only getting bigger and bigger. I feel a sudden rush of pleasure and my legs start shaking, probably because of that.

And just like that, the bubble is gone along with my loud moans. I lay on the mattress, totally wondering about what happened just now while Colton looks at me and smiles.

I smile a little, still trying to come back to my senses. Colton falls on the mattress beside me and pulls my body closer to his.

My head is now on his chest, and I can hear the way his heart is racing at the moment.

"We can save other things for even more special time. Not here. Not this way" he says and I finally feel a little relieved, because I was just starting to think if he did not like what he touched.

"I am not going to lie to you, Aylee. But trust me when I say this, you are the most beautiful girl I ever touched and will probably ever touch" he whispers and I close my eyes with a smile, my arms holding him as I fall into deep slumber.

Alright. So does that mean he already touched other girls that I wasn't aware of?