"You're mine," he growled and I whimpered. "Don't even try running away from me." I looked at his eyes. They were black. Who was I to defy him. I knew I was his. One mating bond left unfinished. One new mating bond which cannot be broken. Past lovers. Jilted Alphas. Demons inside. Read on to find out Hanna's story. With more things on her plate than she can handle, will things turn out perfect for her? Or you know as they say... Fairytales are meant to be in books. Author: Misty Publisher: EasyReading
Hanna's pov.
"What are the plans for tonight?" I asked my boyfriend Rick as we sat drinking coffee at a local coffee shop. I took a bite of my cake and looked at him questioningly.
"You know as well as I do," he replied smirking at me causing butterflies to erupt in my stomach. "We go to the forest around midnight and do the nasty," he said so plainly that I reached out and slapped his arm.
Tonight was the night we would officially mate. Rick and I had been going out for a long time and we had decided that it was time we mate.
We were werewolves but the things like mates didn't exist. We had to choose our own mates. We had to be careful about who we chose as our mates. It was a life long bond, and usually mates didn't reject each other. It happened in the rarest of rarest cases.
And after being with each other for 5 years we decided that it was time for us to mate. But the bad part about it was that we had to meet the Alpha. The Alpha was an assigned leader for this particular area. He was the one we would have to meet to make our mating official. It was like a registrations of sorts.
"Did you meet the Alpha?" I asked and Rick shook his head. "We have to go together." he said and I nodded in agreement.
"Lets go now." I suggested. The faster we went the better.
"Sure." Rick said smiling at me love evident on his face. I loved him more than anyone else in the world and I couldn't wait to make it official.
We drove to the Alpha's office a weird feeling in my stomach growing with every passing minute. I repulsed the Alpha assigned to this town. If rumors were to be believed, he used girls for his own pleasure and the mere thought of mating repulsed him. I wonder what the Council saw in him to make him Alpha.
"We're here babe," Rick said breaking me out of my thoughts
"Great." was all I muttered in response. We walked in and Rick asked the receptionist,
"Can we meet the Alpha?"
She looked up an immediately her eyes went wide. Guess she didn't see many hot guys around here. Or she needed to get some. She was practically eye raping him right now. I was getting more frustrated by the second. How dare she!? He was my man.
"Hey... Slut." I said and she glared at me, "He asked a question. Will you answer that or should I get your sorry ass fired?"
"He's in his office." was all she replied. Whore. We walked to the Alpha's office and Rick knocked on the door.
"Come in."we heard the voice from inside. Just listening to the voice made me shiver and I wasn't sure if it was delight or fear. We walked in and his eyes immediately snapped up. He took in Rick first and then me
But the way he was looking at me almost made me faint. There was so much lust on his face and in his eyes I was transfixed by his stare. When I heard Rick growl I was brought back to reality.
"We are here to register our mating. " Rick said and the Alpha raised his eyebrows in a weird manner. And just like that his face went blank.
" Names?'' he asked.
"Rick Somers and Hanna Williams.''
You've known each other for... ?" he asked leaving the sentence incomplete for us to continue.
"Five years." Rick declared proudly.
"When do you plan to mate?" he asked.
"Tonight."
Alpha's POV.
I watched the girl walk away with her mate and frowned. That girl would be mine. I wouldn't let anyone else claim her. Just looking at her made my dick hard. I knew that if I didn't get some now I would be frustrated all day long. I walked out of my office to the secretary's desk. She was a fucking whore. She was the most easy catch. I only did her when I was desperate.
I gave her look and she instantly got up and followed me. I took her to a small room and shoved her panties down. I unbuckled my pants and thrust into her. I gripped her hips and fucked her hard.
"Oh God yes." she moaned making me smirk in satisfaction.
"Tell me what you are?" I demanded thrusting hard into her.
"I'm your whore. Your bitch. Your fuck toy . " she screamed and I knew that she was about to cum. I pulled out of her and walked away after smacking her ass making her cum all over the floor. As I walked away I knew one thing for sure. I wasn't going to let that fucker claim what was mine.
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Khloe Pearson - Ms. Goody Two Shoes with a secret fantasy that she is too scared to let anyone know about. No one knows about it, but one person. And that one person is in her past. Or so she thinks. Ian Wilder - Mr. Sex on Legs and a dominating man searching for one girl. Khloe Pearson. He knows her deepest darkest secret and he cannot wait to explore the possibilities of this. But when he finally finds her, will she accept him? Most importantly, will she submit to him? Author: Misty Publisher: EasyReading
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