Claiming My Wolf

5 - Dirty Secrets

~~Micah's PoV~~

“Come on, baby,” Blair coos at me, slipping her hands down the back of my jeans, her fingers warm against my ass. “My parents are going to be back soon. Let's make the most of the time we've got.”

Normally I'd be all over that, but at the moment I'm a little distracted, still smarting from the conversation Logan and I had after school.

He walked out of class at the end of the day, ignoring everyone like usual, but I caught up to him anyway.

“Why did you pretend you didn't know what I was talking about back there?” I ask, still confused by the way he'd reacted when I asked him about Sadie. “You know Sadie's a half-breed, so why are you...”

Faster than I can react, he spins around and has his hand around my neck. “What did you just call her?”

I choke out my reply. “She's half-human, her father...”

He drops his hand but gives me a disbelieving look. “You don't really believe that crap, do you? That it makes someone any less of a wolf to have a human parent?”

What the hell is he talking about? Of course it makes her less. She is literally half a wolf. That's what being half-human means. That's what my father always told me. Half-breeds are weaker and a drain on the pack.

I try to explain this to Logan now. “My dad says...”

“Your dad's full of s**t,” he growls back. “You should know that by now.”

“You can't talk about him like that!” I know I shouldn't yell at my future Alpha, but I don't know where the hell this is coming from. “He's our Beta and he...”

“...is an ignorant, arrogant prick,” Logan finishes, his eyes hard and cold as he glares at me. “And you're going to be just like him if you're not careful. Sadie's no different from you and me, Micah. The sooner you figure that out, the better.”

He turns and walks away without another word, leaving me more confused than I've been in a very long time.

And now Blair's trying to get her hands down the front of my jeans too, bringing my mind back to the present. “Don't you want me, baby?” she purrs at me as she pulls down my fly. “Are you hard for me yet?”

Blair and I have been sleeping together for a few months now. Everyone at school says we're dating, but that's not really what this is. We just give each other a little stress relief when we need it, and right now I'm more in need of it than ever, and apparently so is she.

I grab her hair and yank her head back hard, just how she likes it. “You want my c**k?” I ask and she nods hungrily. “Then beg for it.”

It turns her on to be talked to like this, so I play along for her sake. I'd be happy to just skip straight to the f*****g, but she likes a bit of rough foreplay first.

“Please let me have your c**k,” she whimpers as my fist tightens in her hair. “Fill me up and f**k me hard, please.”

That's good enough. I spin her around and bend her over on the kitchen table, lifting the short skirt she's wearing and pulling down her panties just far enough to slide my c**k in. She's already wet, of course. She always is.

As I thrust into her hard, Blair cries out my name but my mind is wandering again. I keep my hand on the back of her head, keeping her face down as I drive into her over and over again. When I can't see her face, I can pretend she's anyone at all, and for some reason today it's Sadie's face that comes to mind.

I see the way she looked at me this morning in front of the school when she called me an asshole, the defiant look in her eyes, and my c**k throbs even harder.

That can't be right. I don't want her. She's not even one of us, she's just a half-breed. I try to tell myself the words I've heard my father say so many times, but for some reason it only turns me on more.

Blair's still moaning my name but when I come, it's Sadie's face I see in the blinding light behind my eyelids.

What the hell is wrong with me?