The revenge of Alpha Claire

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"Mate? What do you mean he is our mate? We were just sparring with him. You didn't say anything about that then", I asked Saharra. Either way, though, I was still staring into his eyes lost in the ocean of blue paradise. He smelled amazing, just like the ocean. I felt his hand come up to my face as his thumb wiped some sauce from the wings off of my face. “Are you saving that for me to lick off” he asked, making my face turn as red as the curls falling into my face as I looked to the floor embarrassed. His hand cupped my chin and lifted it up so that I was staring back at him. “Mates,” he

asked, wanting to make certain that I was aware of the bond. “Mates” I whispered as I nodded my head.

The next thing I knew, I was pinned against the wall by Damuen’s hard muscular body and his mouth was on

mine. Both of our hands hungrily grabbing the other. I felt my shirt come off. My guess it had been ripped off. Now my 34 DD breast were pressed against Damien's chest. “You are absolutely amazingly beautiful” he whispered as he made his way down my neck to my marking spot. I was eagerly waiting for the bite before Saharra breathlessly yelled out to stop.

“He can’t mark us yet. It has to be done

right”she explained. I had to stop him even though I didn’t want him to.

“Damien, we have to stop” I managed to say between breaths. He suddenly froze. “Oh s**t, what am I doing? Claire, I’m so sorry” he said as he lowered me to the ground and stepped back. “I am OK Damien. We just have to do this right.” I explained, smiling up at him. “so you are not rejecting me” he asked, staring at me with his pleading eyes. “He did bump his head hard, didn’t he” Saharra asked. I busted out laughing. Damien looked confused. “My wolf said you must have bumped your head hard if you think I am going to reject you “ I said, still laughing.

“Oh you two think this is funny, do you” he asked mischievously as he lunged for me. “move” Saharra yelled, giggling. Damien missed me by a hair. I laughed as he chased me through my suite. Finally, he tackled me onto my bed and started tickling me. I made the mistake though of letting out a scream. So, as we were on my bed half dressed and laughing, when Chase and a few warriors came busting through my door. Chase froze and Damien let out a growl at the warriors staring at my breast. “Get out of here” he yelled at the warriors while tossing me a shirt to put on.

“So is this the reason you suddenly wanted to train” Chase asked, before lunging for Damien. Damien moved quickly out of the way, not wanting to fight Chase. "Stop, that is an order", I yelled out at Chase. Chase froze as he stared between Damien and me. He was still seething mad, wanting to get his hands on Damien. Chase looked at me and asked "Is he the reason you wanted to train right away." “No. Not at all” I said, defending myself when Casey came through the door. “What in the world is going on up here?” she asked, looking at the three of us. Damien was still in nothing but gym shorts. “Damien you are excused” she told him. “No he is not”, both Chase and I said at the same time.

Casey suddenly burst into laughter. “Ah, now I see what is going on. Chase, let me guess you walked into something you shouldn’t have and now you are the one worried about Claire. And you were just making fun of me an hour ago. Congrats you two. Now Chase, get downstairs and leave these two to get themselves together”, Casey ordered, smiling like crazy.

When the doors shut, I plopped down in one of my big comfy chairs. Damien scooped me up and put me

in his lap. “Chase is going to kill me” he said. “Don’t worry. Casey won’t let him”, I said, reassuring him. “ she will however kill both of us if we are not downstairs for dinner in less than three minutes”. I warned him hopping up and throwing on a different top. Damien was just trying to get me covered up.

but when he tossed me a shirt it was one that was completely sheer. “Hey I like that top” he said as I stripped it off. “Do you really want me to wear that downstairs where, the rest of the warriors are” I asked him. “Good point” he answered as he slipped his own shirt on. "But I do have a question, why didn't we realize that we were mates while we were sparring" Damien asked curiously. "It would have gotten in the way of the competition" Saharra answered as I repeated what she said.

We ran down the stairs just in

time. Casey smiled at us as we walked in. Everyone stood up as always when I walked in to the room, even when I was little. Casey would not allow that custom to end. For the most part, they did not call me Alpha either. That was more so to keep me safe though. But now, as I have gotten older and accepted the responsibilities of Alpha more and more people are starting back with it. I prefer to be called Claire. “You all may be seated and continue with whatever you are doing”, I said as I took my seat.

The members looked at Damien and I was curious. There were a few of those that snickered or made some other jealous remark. we both ignored it as we went to sit down.

Casey usually sat on my left and Chase on my right. Now Casey was sitting next to Chase and she had given her spot to Damien. Members noticed right away. “So is congratulations in order for our Alpha” the pack doctor asked as we all received our plates. I could feel my face burning. “Well, if Claire has a mate, then that means she has received her wolf” another member said. "Well, I have not seen her shift yet", a female said. I cut my eye at the girl who said it. she shut her mouth rather quickly. The cheers soon began after the initial shock to everyone: “OK everyone. Please, the dinner table is not the place to be yelling”, Casey said, interrupting them before it got out of hand. “Thank you Casey. To answer the' packs' questions, yes I have received both, and you will all be meeting my wolf tonight. Now until then, we will respect Casey and mind our manners at the dinner table please”, I told them. a few excused themselves from the table. one was a guy named Austin. He was the same age as I was and both of us would turn eighteen next week. He had asked me out a few times and had hoped that we would be mates. I on the other hand, was actually glad that he was not my mate. I was not comfortable around him when we were alone and he was always trying to control things like what I wore or what I was doing. I had gotten rather annoyed with him a few days ago and told him I was not interested. He had gotten angry and was mouthing off to some of his friends when Chase overheard him. I am not sure exactly what happened or what was said, all I was told was that he got what he deserved. I hadn't seen him at all until he walked out.