The Beta's Redemption?

6. One Night

Tyler 

“Tyler,” Bianca muttered, waking me up. I looked intently at her and blinked twice, making sure she wasn’t some kind of hallucination. She took a few steps closer and sat on the edge of my bed. 

“What are you doing here? These are the omega ….?” I asked, sitting up. I was still trying to wake up completely. 

“I am aware of it, Tyler,” she arched her left brow at me and grinned softly, “I came here to see you,” she added, moving closer. 

Damn! This was too much for me, she was so beautiful, so perfect. I wrapped her in my arms just like I did yesterday and this time she laced her arms around my neck, leaning closer to me. I could feel her warm breath, the tingles, her. I wrapped my hand on the nape of her neck bringing her even closer and closed the distance between us as our lips touched briefly. 

Bianca sat straight and pressed her hands flat against my chest, pushing me away, “It’s just a one-time thing, and it doesn’t mean that we are together, okay?” her forehead creased as she looked intently at me, searching for my reaction.

I should have said no, but damn. I couldn’t; I desired that woman and craved for her more than anything. 

“Yes,” I replied, pulling her closer and brushing my lips against hers in a kiss. 

I was hungry, I couldn’t and didn’t want to wait. I nibbled at her heavenly soft bottom lip and she parted them for my tongue. I tasted her, and caressed her tongue with mine enjoying every corner of her delicious mouth. My hands travelled down her body, from her ribs to her waist. 

She bit at my bottom lip and smiled before pulling her shirt up, revealing her smooth skin to my prying eyes and urging hands. I crashed my lips on hers and invaded her with my tongue, sucking and nibbling at her fleshy lips: she felt so good. I was harder than ever before, throbbing, aching and desperate to bury my d*ck deep inside her and make her scream my name. 

I pulled her closer, pressing her body against mine, my hand snaking between us and cupping her boob. I could feel her perked nip.ple under the thin silk of her bra, I twisted it slowly, teasingly, making her moan into our kiss. 

She felt so good! 

My hands worked fast, pulling my t-shirt up without me having to pull away or detach my lips from her delicious ones for more than a few seconds. 

Bianca ran her hands across my chest and abs, trailing really close to my waistband. I fisted her hair, tilting her head up to deepen our kiss. My lips left a track of moist kisses and sucklings from her jaw to her neck, nibbling at her mark spot and making her moan out loud, grinding her body on mine as her fingers twined in my hair. 

“Tyler, you can’t...” her words came out in a cry of breathless ecstasy. I stopped, I knew I couldn’t go any further, and I would never do that to her, not without her consent. 

My lips found their way to the swell of her breasts and I licked at their lush curves, sucking and nibbling at her delicate skin. I had to mark her in the way I could, leaving a trail of hickeys to make her remember my touches, my kisses. After my teeth grazed at her soft flesh, my tongue moved around in caresses, soothing her stinging skin. 

I had to eat, consume, possess her. Better than anything, she wanted the same. Her knees straddled my lap, she sat on my di.ck, making me groan like a predator who finally caught his prized prey after a long and exhausting hunt. 

Her hips jerked towards me, she pressed herself on my clothed di.ck, bouncing up and down rhythmically and almost making me lose it, and pin her against my bed and make her mine now. 

“f**k!” I muttered under my breath. 

“That’s exactly what we will do, Tyler. But I will only keep you as my mistress, since you are an omega, right? Was that what you told Hunter to do?” She gave me a coy smile, the corners of her mouth forming beautiful dimples. 

“What?” I asked confused, putting some distance between us. 

Before she could reply to me, everything got blurred and disappeared. 

My eyes snapped open and I sat up with a startle, covering my face with both hands. 

“It was only a dream!” I murmured to myself, looking around my tiny and dark room. It was only a way of my mind, along with this bond, to torture me. 

Nothing could take her out of my mind, of my system... it was impossible. It seemed like no rank, no one, not even I and all my willpower could keep me apart from her. It didn’t matter that she didn’t want me, she wouldn’t stay with me, not even in a one-night-stand. My legs would always lead me to her, my eyes would search for her wherever I go, and she would always be the very material for my dreams. 

I stood up and started pacing around the room like a lost dog. The feeling of her—even though it was just a dream—was still driving me insane, her face was all I could see in the dark. She was haunting me, like a ghost in my mind and I knew for a fact that nothing was strong enough to set me free from her. 

A sharp exhale left my nostrils, and I rubbed my head in exasperation. F*ck! What have I done to Hunter? I tried to convince him to give up on his mate, the one he had this kind of feelings and needs for. I tried to take his mate away from him. If someone would only even think about doing this to Bianca, I would surely kill the bastard, or die trying. 

Rolf released a pained howl inside my mind only at the thought of it, and I never heard the furry jer.k sound so dejected and miserable; it was damn soul-piercing. 

This bond was the loss of me, driving me insane. I could hardly differentiate dream and reality anymore, it all felt so real: painfully real. Everything in me screamed with the urge of being close to her. 

No male could live, breath, nor be without his fated mate. It was f*cking impossible! Hunter couldn’t lose Clair, these ranked wolves planning to attempt against her life couldn’t succeed.

Damn! I couldn’t let it happen! I had to find a way to do something, else my friend—the one that used to be like a brother to me —would be completely ruined.  

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Bianca

A few days passed and Tyler still came to my sparring sessions, probably as often as he could. 

I sighed, trying to focus on the guy I had to punch, even though I would rather punch my so-called mate right now. He didn't make it easy for me, it was hard to resist, to fight this bond. It was probably the hardest fight I’ve ever faced. If only Dawn would stop being stubborn and let me reject him, but nothing could convince her.

“Maybe you should stop running away and kiss your opponent!” Dawn barked and I looked at my hunk fellow trainee in front of me, furrowing my brows, sure that my wolf had lost her sh*t completely. 

“I mean Tyler, not the Hulk!” she barked in my head, referring to my sparring partner. 

“Enough, Dawn! I won’t kiss him! You are even crazier than I thought.” I was so distracted by my wolf’s insane words that I got punched in the belly and fell badly on my back, hitting my head and losing my consciousness for a moment. 

Something warm surrounded me whilst delicious tingles exploded all over my skin, making a moan leave my lips. I opened my eyes slowly and looked around, holding back a gasp as I realised that I was in Tyler’s arms. We were on the bench in front of the tatami, from where he had been watching me.

“Tyler… you didn't?” I mumbled, trying to blink twice as I relaxed into his strong embrace. 

“No, I didn’t punch your sparring partner, I just scooped you up and brought you here. You were out for a couple of minutes and I was worried,” he reassured me, cradling me in his arms. 

I couldn’t avoid but snuggle into his chest, it was okay if I did it for only a few minutes, right? Just a little bit and no damage done. 

My head c*cked to the side and I looked at the people around. No one said anything, they only kept sparing, without paying much attention to Tyler and me. At this point, even my trainer and the other guys knew that Tyler was always around and his odd presence was becoming a bit less strange. They probably imagined that he was my fated mate, we haven’t really talked about it. 

“Are you feeling any pain?” he asked, running his fingers through my hair. 

“I am fine.” I blinked twice trying to regain my bearings. 

I was a bit dizzy but completely fine, so I sat up slowly as he steadied me in his arms, not letting me go. 

“Thanks, Tyler, but you don’t need to. You don’t need to help me or do anything, I am just fine.” I looked intently at his light brown eyes, almost losing my resolution and stood up before I convinced myself to stay by his side a few minutes more.  It would only make everything harder, while I still couldn’t manage to convince my dogged wolf that rejecting him was the way to go. 

“I’m not a very religious wolf, but I trust the Goddess and her choices, and I think you should too. And just for your information, you are as stubborn as me!” she barked in my mind.  

I breathed deeply and stretched, getting ready to spar again before I walked into the tatami. 

“Bianca, you are taking a break and going to see a doctor. Even with fast healing head injuries can be dangerous,” my Trainer Benjamin said, a serious expression on his face. 

“I am feeling alright and…” I trailed up but he cut me off.

“I am not asking, nor suggesting. Go!” he furrowed his brows at me and I sighed deeply, following his order. Tyler was only a few steps behind me not saying anything.

“You see, he is cute. He is trying to make sure you didn’t break your very headstrong skull! Alpha Asshat wouldn’t ever do it,” Dawn chimed in and I rolled my eyes at her. She did have a point about Alpha Asshat, but I wouldn’t exchange one j.erk for another.

During the whole day, Tyler didn’t stop following us like a lost puppy dog. I felt bad for him, but I wasn’t insane or anything to give him a chance out of pity. What he was doing didn’t mean anything, he was only following the bond, the invisible thread woven by destiny that linked both of us. A deep sigh left my mouth, it was something beyond our will, something that had to stop.