On Her Professor’s Bed: Alpha’s Plaything

The Pack Affairs

Chapter Nineteen

Talon Maverick

One more thing, Thalina was the first woman I’d f**k without imagining it was Seraphina I was f*****g. To me, Thalina was just Thalina, nothing more, and it was the first. All my life, I had been stuck with Seraphina. Maybe, just maybe I could push her to my past by using Thalina.

I got to my room and took a quick bath, dressing in a sharp black suit, I took one last look in the mirror. The image reflected back at me was one of power, authority, and control—exactly how I liked it. But no matter how much I tried to focus on the day ahead, Thalina’s face, her body, and the way she moaned for me crept into my mind.

“Get it together, Talon!” I told myself.

I wasn’t supposed to f**k her again, yet here I was, obsessed with her after only one day together.

As I headed downstairs, I stopped the head maid. “Make sure Thalina’s comfortable when she wakes up,” I instructed her. “She’s going to be coming more often. You know what to do.”

Normally, I wouldn’t bother. The maids always knew what to do with the women I brought here, but for some reason, I felt the need to emphasize it. I didn’t just want her to be handled like any other woman; I wanted her to feel at ease. If she was going to be my pet till whenever I was done with her, the least I could do was to make her feel comfortable and at ease so she could give me her best when I was ready for her again. Also, she was a special case. I still wanted to keep having her.

The head maid bowed. “Yes, master.” She murmured, and I left, striding out to where the guards were already waiting by the car. I climbed in without a word, the engine roaring to life as we pulled away from the estate.

There was something deeply satisfying about the respect I commanded. Everywhere I went, people fell into line, no one dared question my decisions, and whoever does would face the consequences.

I controlled everything in my world, and I thrived on it. The school? That was another story. There, I had to keep a facade of order, maintain an air of professionalism and normality, but outside of it? That’s where my true power showed.

The road we took to the Royal Castle was reserved for me and the royals. No one else had the privilege of traveling this route, and the exclusivity gave me a sense of pride. I grew up being told by my father that I was above everyone, and truly, I was. I control everything in the kingdom, no one dares to question me or any thing I say. That was true power, the kind of power my father passed on to me.

As we neared the castle, the towering walls and intricate stone designed loomed, a testament to centuries of power and control it held. This was my world—where true influence and power lay.

I stepped out of the car, the guards stationed at the entrance straightening as I approached.

“Welcome home, Your Majesty, Alpha.” They greeted me with a synchronized salute, their voices ringing in unison, making my insides somersault with excitement.

Yes! I loved that power. I loved that command. I loved that everyone bowed to me without a second thought. Ruling was the only constant thing in my life—something no one could take from me.

Inside the castle, the maids halted their work and bowed as I passed, their eyes lowered in deference, greeting me just as everyone else did. I barely spared them a glance. They knew their place, and I expected nothing less.

Mother and my younger brother, Kaedros Mavon Ashford, stood nearby. Kaedros was the pack leader of the Southeast Pack—one of the packs under our kingdom—and the commander of the kingdom’s soldiers.

“Your Majesty, Alpha,” Mother and Kaedros echoed, bowing slightly as I approached them.

Yes, she was my mother, the one who gave me this life, but the kingdom’s rules dictated that I was above her, and she had to show me respect. She was one of the few people I didn’t need that from, and I’d told her that repeatedly, but she never listened. She always said, “Talon, you’re the Alpha. You earned your position, and as long as you’re on that throne, you deserve the respect that comes with it.”

“Mother,” I murmured, pulling her into a warm hug. It had been weeks since I’d last seen her. The kingdom’s affairs consumed all my time, even before the undercover operation came in, I didn’t have time for anyone, not even for myself. But after Father’s death, I realized that time was fleeting, and anyone could be taken from me at any moment. Since then, I’d made an effort to spend more time with my family, to share moments as a son and brother, not just as an Alpha.

“Talon, I still don’t understand why you have to leave for weeks and come back whenever you want,” Mother sighed, and I could sense the frustration from her voice. “Is being a professor at a college you own really that fun?”

Once the formal greetings were over, we returned to being a family, as I had always asked us to.

“There are a lot of matters here that require your attention, but we can only reach you on weekends,” she continued.

I couldn’t tell her about my mission at the college. She believed I went there for leisure, but the soothsayer had warned me to keep the true purpose of my work there a secret. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust my mother, but I wanted to be cautious. If anyone was an accomplice to the one who would bring doom to the kingdom, then revealing my mission could ruin everything.

I swung an arm over her shoulder and pulled her close. “Sometimes, it gets overwhelming here. The college is my escape,” I smiled, trying to reassure her. “I promise the pack’s affairs won’t suffer.”

Before I could say more, my beta, Jayden rushed up to me. “Your Majesty, the elders and council members have been waiting for you. Please come.”

He turned to Mother and Kaedros, offering his greetings. Mother waved him off and gave me a gentle smile.

“I’ll see you before I leave, Mother,” I promised as I made my way to the throne room where the elders and council members awaited.

Upon entering, their twisted faces greeted me—frustration etched into every wrinkled brow. They were angry, again. I looked from one to the other, barely suppressing my disdain. Pathetic. They were stuck in their old ways, their anger useless and unproductive as always. They had no right to be angry. They clung to outdated traditions, unable to adapt, and yet they had the audacity to try and control me.

The only one I could stand was my uncle, Elder Othran. At least he had some sense. The rest? They were relics of a bygone era, still pretending they had power, when in truth, it was men like me who truly held it.

I strolled in, each step deliberate, commanding their full attention. Their anger was irrelevant. I would handle them, as I always did: with precision, dominance, and an unshakable grip on authority.

“You called for me,” I said, glancing at my watch. “You all have ten minutes to say whatever you have to say.”

“Ten minutes?” Elder Valko shot to his feet, his face red with fury. “We’ve been waiting for hours, and you give us just ten minutes?”

Before I could stop myself, I surged forward, grabbing him by the neck and slamming him against a nearby pillar. I had tried to rein in my instincts, I really did, but how dare he raise his voice at me? Who did he think he was? He needed to pay for his audacity.

“I could kill you right now if I wanted to,” I hissed, tightening my grip, my fingers digging into the skin around his neck, and he winced in pain. “But I’d rather feed pigs than have your filthy blood on my hands.” I shoved him toward the guards. “Lock him up until the meeting ends. Let him spend ten minutes in a cell. Maybe then he’ll understand how valuable those ten minutes are.”

Once I’d made my point, I strode to my throne and sat down with elegance, my gaze sweeping over the room. No one dared to speak again, and I could see the fear in their eyes. It only took one lesson to remind them of their place.

“Why was I summoned?” I demanded.

Elder Thorne stood, his head bowed as if he wished he could sink into the floor. “Your Majesty, Alpha,” he began, raising his head slowly. “We summoned you today to discuss pressing issues within the pack, the most important being the concerns of the pack members.”

“Concerns?” I asked, unsure of what he could be talking about.

Elder Thorne shifted nervously before answering. “Yes, your majesty.”

“What concerns?” I asked, already losing patience.

“The issue of the Luna.” Elder Othran stood up and answered.

I nearly growled. If it hadn’t been my uncle who mentioned it, I would have thrown him into the dungeon. How many times had I made it clear that I didn’t want to discuss anything related to a Luna?

“I know,” Uncle Othran spoke up, his voice calm, but wasn’t enough, compared to my raging thoughts. “I know you don’t want to talk about this, but it’s unavoidable. The packs are worried about the future. Without a Luna, how will they secure an heir to lead them in the years to come?”

He stepped out of his space and bowed deeply. “Your Majesty, we ask that you consider our concerns.”

The other council members stood, bowing in unison, echoing my uncle’s words. They repeated their pleas over and over until their voices became an unbearable noise in my head.

“Fine!” I cut them off, my irritation evident on my face. “I’ll think about it. Now sit down.”

They quickly obeyed, but the mention of a Luna had already disoriented me. My focus was gone, and I had no desire to continue this meeting. “Reschedule this for another day. I’m leaving.”

I stood, and they rose again, bowing and murmuring their respects as I left the throne room.

Luna! Luna! Luna! I was sick of hearing that word. I didn’t want a Luna, and I couldn’t understand why they refused to accept that.

I’d never take any woman as my Luna. Women were to be explored, dominated, and f****d. Why elevate one above the rest when I could have many? Why make any woman feel special, only for her to betray me in the end? Women were meant to be possessed and used, not claimed.

“Not every woman is like Seraphina!” My wolf’s voice echoed in my mind.

“Quiet!” I growled back.