Becoming part of the Griffin family (COMPLETED)

Chapter 5

It was only Sunday but it was easy enough to convince my parents I was returning to school to study. I packed my stuff but made sure to take my time. I didn’t want to give Judah the satisfaction.

I met him at nine fifteen and he simply rolled his eyes “let’s go, you’re late”. Even at nine in the morning, he looked gorgeous, his black hair was messily styled into a bun, he was wearing a black v-neck tee with ripped blue wash jeans. His olive skin looked delectable and it took all my self control not to run my hand along his back muscles shaped so nicely in his casual tee as he led the way through the trees. I bit my lip, attempting to hide my lustful thoughts as I followed, looking around desperately for any distraction, but my eyes always seemed to fall back on him. When we finally reached the cabin, he opened the door for me to go inside first. The moment I dropped my bags, he pushed me against the wall, nuzzling into my neck as he placed his knee between my thighs, spreading them apart, his hands on my waist. I bit my lip again, so hard this time I tasted blood. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed my neck once softly “why resist when I can smell your sweet desire so strongly?” he whispered. As he backed up just enough to look eyes with me, I glared. I tried to push him away but he caught my hands and pinned them above my head. I tried to loosen his grip but he was too strong. He closed the distance between our bodies so he was pressed against me now and I gasped at our sudden closeness. I could feel each of his muscles as he breathed beside me, causing hot tingles to vibrate across my chest as my heart raced, my breathing becoming heavy, almost panting. He released one of my hands, moving his hand to gently wipe the blood from my lip with his thumb. I watched him intently, his eyes never leaving mine as he sucked the blood off. Then he looked down, surveying my body as it betrayed me, leaning into him. His stupid smirk returned as he inhaled once more before stepping back and releasing me. “ Don’t worry little mate, nothing is going to happen until you ask”. My body whimpered at the loss of his touch, yearning for me to close the distance now between us as Hope howled, pleading for the same. I took a slow deep breath before looking back at him, regaining my sense now there was some distance between us. “I hope you enjoy waiting then, cause that ain’t gonna happen”, I said crossing my arms over my chest, attempting to hide my n*****s. They too angry at the loss of his touch. He inhaled the air again. “ Your lips say one thing but your body clearly says another” he continued to smirk as he eye f****d me. I feigned a scoff as I walked away, desperately needing to put more distance between us “where is my room?”.

He led the way up the stairs to what I’m guessing was the guest room. He then pointed just across the hall. “I’m in there, you know, just in case you need me” he smiled teasingly before turning to descend the stairs once more.

Without a word I entered the guest room and slammed the door behind me. I leaned back against the door and tried to calm my breathing. He had a power over me whilst I was with him, but once alone, my senses slowly returned to me. Even if I could accept him, I could never accept being a Luna, a life dedicated to pack work, planning parties and then, most importantly, providing heirs. I shivered. I have plans and they do not include early pregnancy, I told myself firmly. I went into the bathroom and showered. Attempting to ease the tension in my body, I pleasured myself. My thoughts filled with images of Judah, scenarios my mind and wolf begged to be in. I came quickly at the thought of being under him, being possessed by him. As much as I hated it, under it all I was a submissive wolf, not an Alpha. The tension in my body now slightly eased, I got dressed again and headed down stairs.

Judah was sitting at the table going over papers when I walked in. Without lifting his head, he asked “ You‘re not going to make this easy on me, are you little mate?”. “What do you mean?” I asked. He looked up, looking straight into my eyes as he said softly “I’m an Alpha honey, I could hear your sweet moans from down here”. My eyes widened as I took a step back, f**k. He took a deep breath and looked down at his papers. I was surprised. Most wolves would not have been able to resist hearing their mate like that, maybe our bond wasn’t as strong as I thought. Sensing my confusion, Judah let out a soft laugh “ Oh don’t you worry yourself little mate, it took everything I had not to rip the door from its hinges. Trust me, I want you.” He smirked again, looking up at me “just as you do me”. “I don’t want you”, I argued an obvious lie. “Care to explain then?” he pointed to upstairs where I had just been, his usual smirk lingering on his lips. “That was stress relief” I said firmly, why couldn’t I be a better liar. He got up from the table and closed the distance between us. As he took a step closer, I took a step back. I didn’t even notice as I backed onto the couch, falling backwards to lay on it. Judah positioned himself on top of me. “ Well, if you ever need help with some stress relief you need only ask”. I pushed his chest but he didn’t move, eyes gazing into mine. Feeling the hot tingles on my fingers, I couldn’t help but allow my hands to roam, softly caressing and tracing over the definition of his strong chest and shoulders. Making my way up to his face, I traced his features, ending on his sweet lips. I wanted to kiss them, make them mine, but the thought of how many women had thought that before stopped me. I pulled back my hands and asked the question that had been whirling around in my head since I found out he was mine, “how many?”. His brow furrowed “how many what?”. I looked down, ashamed, but I needed to know, “how many women?”. He cupped my cheek, bringing my gaze back to his “they meant nothing and I will be with no one now I have you”. I pushed his hand away. “ How many?” I asked again firmly “I need to know”. He sighed and groaned “I don't know for sure, maybe around seventy... eighty?”. I gulped and my eyes widened. I stuttered as I continued my need for answers “di... did you love any of them?”. He cupped my cheek again. “ No, I may have thought so at the time with one but now I know I wasn’t”. I unconsciously leaned into his touch, enjoying the warmth of his skin against mine. “ How many were girlfriends?” I continued my questioning as my eyes closed, leaning further into the pleasure of his warm touch. He sighed but I insisted, opening my eyes to look straight into his “please, I need to know”. “Okay, three. The rest were either one-night stands or occasional f***s. Mostly from other packs, I tried not to get involved within my own pack hoping one day I would meet you”.

“Nice to know you thought of me” I scoffed, leaning away from his touch before he retracted his hand.

“I waited a long time for you Poppy, there was a part of me that had started to accept it would never happen. I also spent a lot of my time training and fighting, it became a habit to, as you call it, ‘stress relief’ with meaningless f***s. I have also traveled to many packs, looking for you. When I didn’t find you ... Okay enough about me. How many men?”

I scoffed, looking down a little embarrassed, “you really want to know?”.

He groaned “No.... but I need to just as you do. Can’t promise I’ll be friendly if I ever meet one of them though”.

“I know the feeling” I agreed, looking back to him with a small smile.

“So...?” He asked again.

I sighed, I had considered a lie just to get a rise out of him, to pay him back for the hurt his endeavours caused me but I decided against it. He was being honest with me, he deserved the same respect. “None”.

His eyebrows furrowed “you’ve never had s*x with anyone?”.

I looked away, not wanting to look at him as I replied “I’ve never kissed any one, let alone had s*x”. “Poppy, you’re a beautiful woman, there’s no need to lie. I won’t kill them or anything” he encouraged. My eyes turned hard as I scoffed “don’t accuse me of lying just because I, unlike you, have self control. I didn’t want my firsts to be wasted with teenage flings. I was waiting for something real, not necessarily my mate but more...”. He shock his head slowly "I'm sorry Poppy". My look softened as I offered him a small forced smile, stroking his cheek "Aren't you relieved?". "Maybe a little" he smirked, "I mean I don't have to kill anyone now" he replied playfully with a cheeky smile and a shrug and I couldn't help but laugh.