Devoted To The Alpha

Chapter 6 Best + Bitter = Better

　　Jaxon

　　As I parked my blue convertible, scheming how I would take an early leave without anyone noticing, I felt my wolf prying to come out and enter the Lone Wolf. I had no idea what made me so on edge and ready to pounce, but I figured maybe we both needed a release tonight. I approached the bouncers at the front door who immediately side stepped, keeping their eyes on the ground in submission. Eyes were glaring at me in fear from the other wolves waiting in line to get into the Lone Wolf and I was proud of it, heck, I deserved it. I was the strongest werewolf and that wasn’t going to change anytime soon, I trained hard for this moment, I pushed myself daily to ensure the safety of my pack like a true Alpha.

　　The moment I walked in, I heard loud cheers coming from a table filled with my Beta, Deltas and Enforcers of the Midnight Pack. I rolled my eyes and put a hand up, realizing that this was going to be a long night. The music was roaring and the drinks were lined up on the table, it took a lot more alcohol than it would a human to get a wolf drunk. I joined in as my Beta grabbed a couple glasses and made out a simple toast, “gentleman – tonight, we celebrate our Alpha who has kept us safe, expanded our territory and will soon have his Luna!” The entire table cheered, tossing back the harsh liquid into their mouths.

　　As I placed my hand on the marble table to grab another drink, I was hit with a familiar smell that was so alluring and seductive. I realized that was the smell that my wolf was fighting me over; it engulfed me instantly, smelling so f*****g sweet. I turned my head to follow the smell and that’s when I spotted my meek little werewolf at the table in the corner. She was leaning over the table with her perfectly sculpted ass ready to pop out of that dress at any moment, laughing with a mated couple as the three of them flung down the alcohol from their cups into their throats. She looked so happy I quickly noticed, giggling and squealing. My pants instantly tightened as I wondered what it would feel like to have my c**k thrusting down her throat, just as that drink had.

　　In that moment, she spun around and instantly devoured my eyes with hers, her Artic blue eyes beaming directly at mine. At that moment, I had no idea how I would live without those eyes staring at me every morning as we woke up from our slumbers. My eyes then locked lower onto that silver sequin dress she was wearing, a button pinned right beside her left breast. Her perky t**s sat so perfectly in that dress, hiding almost nothing but her taut pink n*****s. A desperate sensation shot through my wolf and I, as we wondered what the words were on that button. I wanted to feast on those delicious t**s of hers while I watched them bounce on my thick c**k.

　　With no hesitation, I was stunned as I watched her walk right over to my table. She carried such confidence with no thought of possible punishment for disturbing a high ranking table. She may be meek but she sure had courage. For a moment, I thought of all the ways I could punish her. My mind rifted to what she was taste like, would her p***y be as sweet as her scent? Thoughts of her were taking over my mind, what was I going to do with my little mate?

　　Just then, she walked directly to Don, as she shook her round ass in her path. “Hey killer, I’m ready for another birthday drink”, she proudly proclaimed in a flirty voice. “It’s mate’s birthday!”, my wolf cheered in joy. Don chuckled in delight, “I knew you’d be back Miss Silver Shadow pack”. A feeling of possessiveness engulfed me realizing that my Beta was clearly well acquainted with my mate. Rage filled me in that moment; my eyes glowed to a deep gold as I stared directly at my beta, intimidating him to back off my meek little werewolf. As his eyes connected with mine, I watched his shoulders tense as he looked down in submission.

　　“So what are you going to do about it?” she teased, flipping her hair over her shoulder causing her smell to rattle me further. Being the smart ass that Don has always been, he glided a hand against her back while slightly pushing her in towards me and he countered her with, “You see Miss Silver Shadow pack, I’ve already bought you a few drinks, but OUR dear Alpha Jaxon, has yet too”. Before she could retaliate, Don had already walked off and towards another group of female she-wolves. Her eyes were focused on mine, as if she was masterfully attempting to figure me out. My wolf was ripping through and was desperate to leave his mark on her fragile little neck. I struggled to understand what my meek little wolf was doing to me.

　　“18… that’s a pretty big deal, you know? I suppose that does call for a celebratory drink”, I kindly suggested while holding our gaze. Her cheeks grew from a slight pink to a hard red instantly.

　　Dropping her gaze immediately in submission she nervously responded, “I-I’m s-sorry A-Alpha, I didn’t mean to interrupt your bachelor party. I actually don’t turn 18 until midnight. Please forgive me.”

　　My wolf was mad at me, screaming that I scared her and that she was now scared of us, he begged me to comfort her, show her that she shouldn’t fear us. He so desperately wanted us to grab her, hold her and calm her. We were true mates, she just didn’t realize it yet. When she did, would she be so quick to reject me? I pondered hard. I grabbed her wrist and that same bolt from the first time I laid my hand on her chin shot through my body. I fought hard not to rip that sad excuse of a dress off, lay her on this table right here and attack that bare p***y of hers with my mouth until I had her begging me to stop. “This isn’t a bachelor party little wolf but it is your birthday, I would sincerely like to buy you a drink as your Alpha, although I feel like you may already have had a few too many”, I pled with my eyes.

　　She let out a giggle, it was the cutest noise that had ever consumed my ears. “Well, when you put it that way Alpha”, she emphasized the Alpha which caused pride to shoot straight to my d**k, “I suppose you’re right and drink number 49, can’t hurt”. She sidestepped between the table and I, gently rubbing her body against mine to approach the bar. Sparks immediately engulfed my body and into my hardness, making my pants that much tighter. Did she know what she was doing to me? Was she feeling it too? I felt like I was going to implode if I didn’t get to taste my little mate tonight. “Ah, ah, ah, little wolf, let me show you where the big wolves get served”, I grabbed her hand and pulled her, the surprise on her face, made it clear she must have felt the electric tingles too.

　　As we crossed the bar, eyes were pinpointed on us and murmurs could be heard across the room. I was sure these weak wolves were wondering why their new Alpha was holding the hand of another she-wolf and not the soon-to-be Luna. Truthfully, I didn’t care nor did my wolf. He pranced around, happily showing off his true mate and finally being so close to her. I wanted to explode with pride. I thought for a minute how any wolf would be lucky to have her, any wolf – except for me, the feared Alpha Jaxon. We approached the black velvet curtains, a restricted area for the elite. I pushed back the curtains with my other hand, nodding at the bouncer standing there. “Alpha”, he whimpered out as he dropped his gaze in submission.

　　We approached a plush couch, where I pulled her to sit on my lap. No doubt that her ass could feel all my hardness underneath it, begging to push inside of it. I felt the fear off of her, so I quickly grabbed the side of her soft face with my hand. “There’s nothing to fear little wolf, I’m just buying you a birthday drink, remember?”, I whispered in her ear. I felt her calm at my touch which made both my wolf and I happy.

　　“So tell me little wolf, what’s your name?” I asked, hoping to start the conversation light. I snaked my hand around her waist, smelling her wetness sitting right on my c**k. Smelling her wetness was torturing me, it smelt even better than her scent which I already was having difficulties fighting to compose myself. “Adeline, sir”, she retorted submissively.

　　“That’s a beautiful name, it fits you perfectly Adeline. My name is Jaxon”, having her name roll off my tongue felt so right, I wanted to say it a million times over.

　　Gathering whatever courage she had left in that seductive little body of hers, “It’s a pleasure to formally meet you Alpha Jaxon”, she replied.

　　“No Alpha, we’re in private Adeline. You refer to me as Jaxon when we’re alone or when you’re laying underneath me”, I stiffened at my stupid comment. If I hadn’t scared her off enough, she was definitely going to bolt now.

　　She shifted with unease from my lap moving to sit beside me now. Disappointment flowed through me until with one quick move, she flipped herself and straddled me, her t**s sitting directly in my face. I let out a faint moan that I know she heard as she casually readjusted and grinded her wet p***y against the hardness in my pants. She felt like a toy that I could whip around my bedroom, so small and fragile. I chose to ignore her move, desperately hoping she would do it again.