Chapter 2
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Chapter 2
Yvette's POV
Without mercy, he pressed his d**k inside me. I couldn't help struggling in pain.
"No!" I screamed.
Waking up from the nightmare, I found myself no longer in the strange room, but my own bedroom.
I stared blankly at the familiar room for a few minutes. Then I realized that I had had a dream.
That was insane. Why did I dream that I got kidnapped by a man? And he even asked me for his child over and over again.
Like that was not enough, he r***d me.
That feeling was so real that I can still remember the warmth of his mouth and body.
Unlike his cold face, his body was incredibly hot, almost melting me.
And his figure was simply perfect. Lean and muscular.
"Gosh, I guess I'm driven crazy by lust."
I hated that I was still thinking about the man in my dream. So I slapped my face to bring myself to my senses.
Finally, I concluded that the Moon Goddess was the cause. Right after she told me that my mate was about to appear, I dreamed of an Alpha.
How could my mate possibly be an Alpha? I gave a wry laugh.
After refreshing myself, I got out of bed to wash up.
It was a bit hot today, so I decided to take a shower. As I walked into the bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror.
I couldn't help but daze.
There were several red marks on my collarbone! I rubbed them with my fingers, figuring they might be paint.
Sadly, the sting proved me wrong.
I covered my mouth, speechless with shock. What was going on?
Nonplused, I ran out of the bathroom and scrutinized my bedroom. The decor was the same as before, with no signs of being searched. And there were no someone else's footprints on the floor.
"Alice, what on earth is going on?" I asked my wolf.
"I dunno." Alice seemed as puzzled as me.
Suppressing my doubts and unease, I went back to the bathroom to take a shower.
Though the Silver Lake Pack was not very powerful, we had our own guards who patrolled the border every day.
If someone had intruded, Douglas would definitely find out.
But the love bites on my body showed that what had happened last night was real.
How did all this happen?
After I finished washing up, I left home.
Since I shifted, I moved out of Douglas' house. He allowed me to stay in the Silver Lake Pack, so I rented a small apartment here.
Despite being Douglas' foster daughter, I was just an ordinary she-wolf. So I didn't enjoy any privileges in the pack.
Violet Schwartz, the biological daughter of Douglas, was the true princess.
I arrived at the Wolf Pack Market. Meanwhile, the street was getting crowded.
I found a restaurant that was still open and sat down. Several she-wolves were chattering away around the TV, looking excited.
I didn't care about it at all.
"Here's your blintz, enjoy." The waiter put the plate before me and drizzled some maple syrup on it.
"Thanks," I said, looking up at the TV screen.
On it was a photo of a dashing man walking out. A group of men in black suits followed him.
I stared at the TV in amazement. The leading man looked so young, yet exuded a strong aura. Though there were many people around him, he was the absolute center of attention. Anyone would notice him at first glance.
His face was breathtaking, his eyes alluring. Even his casual glance through the TV would make one blush and flip.
He was the Alpha in my dream. No wonder I felt him familiar last night.
Just then, I heard the discussion of those she-wolves.
"Geez! Is he Black Francis? He's so hot."
"Shh! How could you address Alpha Black like that? He's the Alpha King!"
"He runs a multinational company! You don't know that, right?"
"Big deal. Let me tell you a secret. He'll soon come to Silver Lake Pack for inspection."
"Really? Then I'll dress myself up. Maybe I'm his destined mate."
"Nice try."
I stopped paying attention to their gossip.
He was the Alpha King. A guy like him would never have anything to do with me except in my dreams.
After having breakfast, I left the restaurant. As I walked down the street, the werewolves passing by were all talking about the news.
Hearing the chatter, I felt my head buzzing.
Suddenly, memories of the dream last night came sweeping back. His hot skin was pressed against mine, and his sexy jawline passed before my eyes.
"Now this is 'close'. Get it?" he whispered in my ear.
While speaking, he held me tightly against his chest.
As I recalled the details of the dream, I immediately felt a raging heat settle on my cheeks. My heart was beating so fast that it seemed about to jump out of my throat.
Shutting out the memories, I quickly turned around and ran back home.
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