The Alpha's Fox Mate

Deal

“f**k, Marcy,” the onyx-haired man whispered. His breathing was ragged and his strong arms were shaky, barely able to hold his own weight as he laid on top of me.

After things escalated in my office, Milo tried to undress me there, but I had to stop him - I wouldn’t be caught having s*x with him in my workplace. Even though my room was right next to where we were, I insisted we go to his, on the fourth floor of the Town Hall. It was hard to keep our lust at bay until we were behind closed doors again, but it only built up the fire inside our bodies. He immediately threw me onto his king-size bed, carelessly tearing off my clothes. That would be a problem later, but in the heat of the moment, I didn’t mind it at all.

“Is this Alpha too much for you, Gamma?” I said sensually, staring deeply into his eyes. Right now, I had him right where I wanted.

The sensation of having this God inside of me was incredible. It took all of my strength to hold in my moans as Milo thrusted rhythmically, his huge d**k stroking my tight walls. Werewolves had naturally warm bodies, but right now, I felt like I would catch on fire. The pressure of his body moving against mine was driving me insane, but I couldn’t show him that just yet. Slowly, I slid my hands over his muscular back, making him shiver. My nails turned black and elongated as the beast inside of me took over. When they pierced his skin, Milo let out the loudest, most lustful groan yet. I felt his c**k throbbing as his head fell back, and I knew he was close.

My Gamma was heavier than me, but all of my hard training had made me just as strong as he was. With ease, I pushed him off me and onto the bed, switching our positions so that I was riding him. His eyes widened in surprise, but I wouldn’t let him catch his breath. I pulled myself off of him, but he held me by the waist, practically begging me to let him in again. A victorious smile crossed my face; I loved making this strong, powerful man submit to me. With a single thrust, I took in all of him, and as I felt my emptiness being filled, the first moan escaped my lips.

I started riding Milo slowly, torturing him. He whispered my name again, pleading for me to let him come. After a few seconds, I started picking up the pace, making him groan louder. Desperate, he started to thrust his hips up to meet my movements. His hard member was reaching so deep that I felt like he was going to rip my insides, but the sensation was breathtaking. I instinctively moved faster when I realized both of us were getting close.

“Marcy!” my Gamma roared as he sat up with me still in his lap.

He held my back to help me not lose balance, and with one final thrust, he released inside of me. His d**k was throbbing uncontrollably as he spurted his seed into my walls, at the same time I reached paradise. My back arched as waves of pleasure rolled over me, making me moan in delight one last time. While I was still regaining my composure, Milo carefully removed himself from me, laying me down on the bed beside him. My skin burned when he started placing soft kisses on my breasts and neck.

“Did you think about my proposal?” he asked in a low whisper as he continued his caress.

“What?” With my mind still clouded due to my recent orgasm, his vague words made no sense to me.

“The deal, Marcy,” he clarified, lifting his head up to meet my eyes. “If we’re still single in two years, we’ll take each other as chosen mates. I’ll be 25 by then, and you’ll be 23. The older we get, the more unlikely it is for us to find our other halves. You know that.”

I lifted my weight up onto my elbows so I could properly look at him. “You were serious about that?” He nodded with a dead-serious expression.

Most werewolves found their destined lovers a few weeks after their first shift. While there were a few rare reports of mates who found each other as late as forty years old, most of us gave up after twenty. Mates were chosen by the Goddess before each wolf was even born. There were cases in which a partner died before even being of age, making it not only impossible for their mates to know, but also impracticable for them to wait for a mate that would never show up. It was also possible for mates to live in such different locations, their packs so far apart, that they spent their whole lives without finding each other. As sad as it was, both me and my Gamma should be prepared for the chance that neither of us will find the one who was meant for us.

“Milo, I…” I stuttered, looking away from him as I tried to collect my thoughts.

“Don’t try to come up with excuses,” he interrupted me. “Come on, you know this is perfect. I’m already a Gamma, so no one will expect me to take your place as the rightful Alpha. I’m also a high ranking male, which means I won’t make you weaker. This is the best possible solution for our situation.” He smiled as if he were a genius. Honestly, he kind of was, but that didn’t make things easier.

“You know we can’t…” I started, but he stopped me by kissing my lips. I closed my eyes, enjoying his taste.

“Just promise me you’ll think about it, okay?” he finally said. Not wanting to disappoint him, I just nodded in agreement.

The small smile that lit up his face told me he was content with my vague answer. He gave me another quick kiss before standing up and grabbing a new pair of boxes. I looked for my own clothes, but when I saw the pieces of fabric shredded around me, I realized I had a problem.

“So…” My voice echoed through the room, and Milo instantly turned to me. “Can you lend me one of your shirts? And make sure the hall’s empty before I leave?” With a playful grin, he pulled a black plain T-shirt from his wardrobe and tossed it in my direction. If it wasn’t for my werewolf speed, it would’ve landed on my face, but I managed to catch it a split second before it hit me.

“Asshole!” I yelled, half laughing.

After I put on the large shirt, he offered me his hand to help me up, but I politely refused it - standing up was something I could definitely do on my own. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, making sure not a single area of my private parts was showing. It truly wasn’t a problem since the piece of cloth reached my knees, much like a mid-length dress. I snatched one of his belts and wrapped it around my waist, just so it wouldn’t seem like I was wearing a potato sack.

“How do I look?” I styled a pose and made a face, as if I was parading in a catwalk.

“Perfect. You always look good, Marcy,” he replied honestly, approaching me.

“Is that love I see in your eyes, Gamma?” I asked teasingly.

“Maybe in two years,” he laughed. “Or whenever you say the words. I can’t disrespect my Alpha’s direct orders.” He used one hand to move a strand of my messy black hair away from my face and leaned in. Before he could kiss me, I escaped his grasp, running towards the door.

“If that’s true, check the hallway, please,” I said with a smart smile.

“Fine.” Milo rolled his eyes at me, but didn’t hesitate to follow my command. He opened the door and took a good look around. “You’re free to go.”

“Thank you, Gamma.” I waved him goodbye as I took my leave. “See you later!”

I know some people thought it was inappropriate for me to have a friends-with-benefits relationship with one of my ranked members, but I knew it was just because I was a female. Honestly, I couldn’t care less; I’m an Alpha, I can do whatever I want. Stupid double standards. After my father found out, he would constantly voice his disappointment. However, when Mom told me he used to be a manwhore before meeting her, he never dared to annoy me again. That meant I could have Milo as much as I wanted to.

“I swear to the Goddess, if I have to see this guy’s d**k one more time, I’ll throw up.” Havelock’s unamused voice echoed through my head. I couldn’t help but laugh.

“If I like men, shouldn’t you too?” I arched an eyebrow at him.

“I’m afraid that’s not quite how it works,” he huffed. “I’m heterosexual, just like you are.”

“Well, let’s pray we find another one-in-a-million wolf that got paired with an opposite gender counterpart,” I replied, not so hopeful. “Until then...maybe try closing your eyes?” I joked.

“That’s great advice, Marcy. I wish I had thought of that,” my black wolf whispered sarcastically as he retreated to the back of my head.

When I got to my room, I realized it was almost 8PM - the time I had agreed to meet my best friend for our ‘date night’. I noticed Milo’s scent was all over me and figured it’d be best if I took a nice shower - not that I cared about it, but if Zoe smelled him on me, I’d never hear the end of it. She was pretty much a preacher for the mate bond, and though she knew about my relationship with our Gamma, she still thought I should be concentrating on finding my mate. As I was stepping out of the bathroom, an idea for our special dinner crossed my mind and I decided to go for a simple, plain black dress.

When I was ready, I linked her to meet me in the Everglades and rushed over there. The night was beautiful; the crescent moon had the shape of a bright smile, lighting up the navy blue sky. The white papyrus flowers scattered along the tall grass danced in the mild night breeze. Wild animals hid under the shadows, but their mystical sounds could still be heard. My best friend arrived just a few minutes later, flashing me a quizzical look when she noticed I didn’t bring the car.

“I thought you were taking me out?” she complained, crossing her arms.

“I said I’d take you to dinner,” I grinned as I corrected her. She immediately frowned, knowing it was another one of my crazy ideas. “We just have to catch it first!”

In a swift movement, I stepped out of my dress and allowed my wolf control. It only took a few seconds for my body to change, assuming the form of the black and auburn beast. My counterpart inched closer to the unamused Zoe, sticking out his enormous tongue. Without any warning, he licked her entire face, covering it in his slobber. She immediately pushed his muzzle away.

“Okay, that was unnecessary, Havelock!” Zoe tried to sound angry, but a giggle escaped her lips. “Marcy, you’re lucky Athena is always down for a good hunt!” She grinned before taking off her clothes.

In just a few seconds, a beautiful she-wolf took my best friend’s place. Her hazelnut fur with caramel markings was very unique, which made her stand out among the more common shades of white and black. She approached Havelock, playfully wagging her tail at him. Athena was a lot smaller than us, since she was a female and a Delta. And even if she was no match for us, she could easily take on Betas and Gammas. She was a skilled fighter and an even better hunter than my wolf.

“We’ll see about that,” Havelock huffed before bolting towards the water. Athena followed closely behind.

After a few minutes, my black wolf had managed to get a couple of fish, tossing them over the grass. When he turned around to look for Athena, his blueish-green eyes widened in shock - she was holding a full-grown alligator by its tail! The she-wolf took the prey out of the water, shaking her body to help dry her fur. When she finally let the reptile drop to the floor, she flashed Havelock a proud smile.

“How did you catch an alligator so fast?” I asked her in awe through mindlink.

“Please girl, I’m the best hunter this pack has ever seen!” She scoffed, making my male wolf frown. “Come on, let’s eat while it’s still fresh!”

The brown wolf pushed the dead prey towards us, allowing us to take the first bite. Even if she was the one to catch it, it was still an act of respect to let the Alpha eat first. Havelock hesitated, his pride still stained, but he couldn’t resist his favorite food for too long. Wolves weren’t picky eaters and our diet usually relied on the animals we could catch on our own territory. Here at Mariners Moon, alligators were the finest delicacy.

When both beasts were almost done with their dinner, Athena rose her head abruptly as her eyes clouded over - someone was linking her. A few seconds later, she turned to Havelock with a frown before shifting back into her human form and getting dressed. My wolf stared at her with a confused expression.

“Two pack members are having a disagreement. I’m being called to mitigate it,” she explained, huffing.

“Go ahead. I’ll be right behind your tail,” I replied through mindlink.

“Hope you enjoy the rest of the prey I caught,” Zoe teased. “So much for you taking me out! Next time, I’ll take myself out, thank you very much!” she jokingly complained as she walked away.

Havelock finished eating in just a few more seconds, leaving only the carcass of the reptile. I was about to ask him to give me back control so we could go after our Delta, when a peculiar scent hit our nostrils. When I distinguished the unique fragrance of lemon-vanilla, which I had only smelled once in my entire life, my eyes widened in shock.

It was that fox again!

Havelock didn’t even hesitate before he sprinted through the tall grass, following the scent at full speed. It didn’t take long before we noticed the silver fur ball running from us, which made my counterpart even more motivated. There was no way the creature could escape us on our own land. My wolf kept chasing the fox until we crossed the border, leaving our territory. It was swift and quick, but we were finally catching up to it. With his eyes focused on the prey, my wolf barely noticed when we reached a part where the land merged into the sea. Realizing it was a dead end, the little trickster stopped abruptly, turning to face us right after.

I thought we were about to finally take it down, but as soon as the shiny diamond eyes met our blueish-green ones, Havelock ceased his chase. He stood still as a statue, fifteen feet of distance between us and the creature, his gaze focused on it.

“What the hell, Havelock?!” I snarled at my wolf, but he paid no mind to my angry tone.

A few seconds later, the fox started growing larger as her silver fur slowly retreated through her pores. When the transformation was over, a human had taken her place - a man. But he looked nothing like anything I’d ever seen. His porcelain white skin glowed under the moonlight, adding a mystical aura to him. He had platinum hair, side-parted with a long quiff. His piercing diamond eyes seemed to stare deep into my soul.

Werewolves were considered to be beautiful creatures, but this handsome man was different in a mesmerizing way. Even if he had defined muscles, he wasn’t buff like wolf warriors; but I still found him hot as hell. Havelock allowed me back control, and for some reason, I found myself shifting back into my human form. I stood there, staring at the gorgeous nude creature for what felt like ages.

And then, as if running on instinct alone, my body headed straight for him.