Claiming My Beta's Mate

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Thorn.

Pack house, 8am.

How could I have been so stupid? How could I have marked her? It felt like something I needed to do and I could not control myself.

There was a consistent tugging—an hunger to mark her and put my claim on her that I cannot seem to explain. It was strong and until I did it, I wouldn't have let her go. My wolf and jaguar who have never submitted to anyone showed me an aspect to them that I never knew.

I didn't know my wolf and jaguar were interested in s****l exploits. It marked her in a way that opened my s****l desires. If she did not push me, I would have inclined myself to know the taste of her lips and devoured her soft skin with my hands.

But she is my Beta's.

He never mated or bonded her but he claimed her. Now, he's dead and I feel like I'm disrespecting his memory. Yesterday, I had to take a shower to ease the tension in my groins because of the warm contact that I felt in between her legs. All of a sudden, my s****l instincts have awakened and I cannot do anything to mute it.

I put on a set of fresh clothes as I step out of the bathroom. My hair is wet, and I have been busy sparring with wolves who want to take on the role as the new Beta.

I thought sparring would take my mind off her, her scent and her voice. But it did not work. I am back with the illegal thoughts, ravaging through my mind as if I didn't have anything to think about before she came into my life.

However, I know that I am dangerous and I should not be around someone who is as soft as her. It would not be good if I find myself in a trance that could perpetuate violence. So, I have to stay away from her. I'm sure she wants me to be as far as away too—I would be doing the both of us a favor.

As I step out, I glance from the window and I see Delilah. She is coming out of a car, she is putting on a floral dress. It suits her, it stops right above her lap and her hair is neatly packed with a fringe that covers her forehead.

Yesterday, my aunt found a way to make Delilah stay in the pack house and ordered me to have an adult conversation with her. I'm not sure how she expects me to do that when I know nothing about how to treat women.

All I know is how to be an Alpha. As per my aunt's order, I have to convince Delilah to accept my claim and become my mate. How do I go from telling her to leave because she identifies as a rogue to begging her to stay because she identifies as my mate?

I tighten my fist when I see her speaking to a male figure. Out of the window, I can see the male hug her and I growl in annoyance. A part of me wants to dash out of the door and throw a punch. Could this be the reason why she doesn't accept my claim? Has she moved on from Brad and replaced him with this?

A thousand thoughts are going through my mind and when she walks through the door, I squeeze my fists. My face is stern and intense, Delilah closes the door behind her.

"Morning, I wanted to speak to you." She says and I wonder what she wants to tell me.

Is she going to tell me that she is choosing that young man over me and my claim!? I think to myself.

“Who was that young man?” I ask, unclenching my teeth to speak and she stares at me for a while before responding.

"He is..."

“Your new lover? You don't seem to care about Brad's passing. I don't think I have even seen you shed a tear.” I say, stopping her before she can speak.

My ego has taken the best of me.

“What are you talking about?”She asks, staring at me in confusion.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about." I say, cornering her.

"Funny! I am talking to someone who doesn’t know the slightest thing about me." She says.

“I am Alpha, and you will answer with respect when you speak to me.” I say, increasing the tone of my voice and I can sense her tense up.

“I will not be your mate.” She says with spite.

“Do you think I am giving you a choice? I marked you.” I say, gazing at her fiercely and I watch as her lips quiver.

“You will act as I need you to. Do you think you can survive being a rogue? As long as I offer you protection, you will do as I say or I will toss you away.”

My first rule is for you to never see that young man again! Do you understand me Delilah? I ask but she is too afraid to reply.

“Do you understand!?” I yell and she jumps in fright.

“Yes, Alpha!” She responds, her eyes swelling with tears.

My heart tightens when I see it. It is hard to contain my jealousy after what I have just seen and I have reciprocated my anger to her. This is why I didn’t want to have a mate. How would she ever understand that I am unable to contain the forces of my Wolf and jaguar?

And worse, how much longer will I hide my desire to have her? It is unbearable. So, I have to do everything to push her away.