Her Forbidden Alpha

Scarlett and Elijah looked at her surprised, Scarlett had never heard of it before. Although Elijah had, it was a sick and twisted practice that was mostly unheard of...

The woman looked around, then motioned the two to follow her.

“I shouldn't talk about this... but... I think you should know.” She said, her eyes lingering on them. Something about the two gave her a good feeling. Scarlett placed the knife down but Elijah refused to let her go, she frowned at him but he simply looked into those green eyes, making her heart skip a beat and guilt settle within her.

“Don't touch me.” She said, looking away as his arm settled around her waist, teasingly brushing against the hem of her shirt.

Elijah smirked despite her comment, there was no hostility or command in her voice.

“I want to.” He said, she looked into his eyes her own heart skipped a beat, why was he being so nice? Especially after the way she had treated him.. She didn't have time to ponder on it when the woman led them to a small sitting room - If you could call it that. The door was missing, the walls were covered in old floral peeling wallpaper, in many areas it was completely gone. The floor was the same withered wood as the hallway. The only furnishing in the room consisted of two broken stained mixed matched couches and a battered coffee table that was just about standing, one leg looked as if it were about to give way. A few cheap toys lay in the corner.

Scarlett felt guilty at the state of this place. The more she saw... the more she knew she couldn't turn a blind eye to these people. Her people.

“Please take a seat...” The woman said gesturing to the slightly better of the two couches. Elijah was the first to sit, the sofa creaking embarrassingly under his weight. The springs were gone and one side of the armrest was completely coming off.

“You weigh too much.” Scarlett said smirking. “The couch is giving you a hint, lose weight fatty.”

“I could up my work out, as long as it includes you.” He said, his eyes running over her body suggestively. Her heart skipped a beat, but Elijah knew she was no longer angry. He took her hand pulling her down next to him, his arm firmly going around her shoulders and neck.

The woman watched them and smiled.

“We didn't get your name...” Scarlett said, the woman nodded.

“My apologies... but we aren't really worthy of names around here, I'm the head omega... Candice.” The woman said, Scarlett tilted her head, the woman didn't seem familiar.

“Have you always been in this pack?” She asked curiously.

The woman's smile faltered, something flickering in her eyes.

“Wh-why do you ask... yes of course I have...” She said. Elijah did not say anything, she was telling the truth, but she also seemed to be hiding something.

“Oh, because I don't remember you.” Scarlett said. She knew she shut a lot out... but the head Omega was a woman called Estella at the time...and she would have had a vague sense of familiarity if she had seen her before. Looking at the woman now she did notice there seemed something oddly familiar about her, but she was sure she had never met her before.

“Remember me? You've visited this pack before?” Candice asked her eyes filling with sharp interest, Scarlett shook her head.

“Never mind... It's a long story, so what were you saying about the Alpha’s women.”

“Ah, they were she-wolves once, the Alpha bought them home from different packs to “create’ the perfect Luna...” Candice said taking a deep breath. “The only thing they had in common was they came with the dreams that they were going to be a Luna of this pack and their hearts were as selfish and full of greed for power as the most rotten of us can be. I do not know what he did exactly but with the help of witchcraft they willingly killed their wolves to attain certain abilities.”

Elijah frowned, the practice was frowned upon and practically unheard of.

"None of us really know what they can do but they have snared many alphas, they are immune to drugs and herbs that are fatal to werewolves. Having lost their wolves, they are immune to it. Although they retain their werewolf strength, even silver cannot harm them.” Candice continued.

Elijah looked at Scarlett, his cerulean blue eyes giving her an 'l told you it was not my fault’ look. She simply gave him a pout in return.

“So... are they like the Luna’s?” She asked confused.

“An Alpha who offers his Luna's like whores now that's a first...” Elijah remarked. Scarlett cast him a dirty look, the vision of the three women all over him returning to her mind.

“Despite the promises, he has made none his official Luna... they simply assist him and are his mistresses. I heard he wasn't satisfied with any of them... but whatever magic was cast upon them, they are completely loyal to him. Almost as if they no longer have a will of their own.”

The room was silent with Elijah and Scarlett taking in what she said, it was clear that dark magic was at play here.

“Thank you for telling us... we will not share this information with anyone..." Scarlett said after a moment.

“But why did you share information about your pack with us, don't you fear for your life?” Elijah asked. Candice simply smiled, her deep blue eyes showing a glimmer of amusement.

“Oh, he won't kill me, not so easily anyway. I'm the one who holds this all in place...” She said motioning to the room, both understood she meant the omegas. “I didn't want a young couple who haven't even mated and marked each other to be torn apart before the bond can even be completed.”

Scarlett blushed and Elijah smirked.

“We're not... how did you know we haven't mated... wait can-" Scarlett spluttered, she was cut off when Elijah’s lips met hers in a passionate kiss, his fingers wrapping around her throat.

“Stop talking sweetheart.’ He mind linked, her heart hammered but she gripped his shirt kissing him deeper, she knew she needed to apologise for her behaviour... but Elijah was confusing her, he said this would be about sex... yet he kissed and touched her any chance he got... Why did this feel so much deeper?.... Her thoughts faded away, he consumed her completely. Only the way his lips felt against hers, the way his touch made her feel, lingered in her mind. Their kisses became hotter, his hands slipped under her top stroking the smooth skin of her waist. Igniting a fire of pure desire within her, her core throbbed with a soft moan leaving her.

A chuckle bought them back to reality and Scarlett jerked away her face flushing.

“If you two would like to... “talk’ things out, there's a spare bedroom 7th door on the left on the second floor.” Candice said, her eyes crinkled with amusement.

“No no, we're ok.” Scarlett said, her heart hammering. The scent of her arousal was obvious, and she felt so humiliated, she dared a glance at Elijah only to see his eyes were a dark cobalt blue, desire clear within them, a cocky smirk on his handsome face.

“I think we'll take the offer.” He said. Standing up he scooped Scarlett up, carrying her over his shoulder and out of the room, taking the steps three at a time.

“Elijah!” She said mortified, he delivered a sharp tap to her ass making her yelp. Feeling the wetness only grow between her thighs. He growled, her intoxicating scent driving him crazy.

“You're fucking horny for me sweetheart, don’t deny it.” He muttered. Going up the second flight of steps, the house seemed even more silent. He opened the door that Candice had guided them to. Kicking it shut behind him and slid the rusty lock in the door.

The room was painted a pale pink. The window was cracked, covered with tape to hold it together, faded pale pink curtains hung in it, blue and white bedding covered the mattress that sat on the floor. A small rickety chest of draws and a coat rack were all that was in this room. Despite the beaten state of it, it smelt clean and fresh.

Elijah dropped her on the makeshift bed then climbed between her legs forcefully, she blushed glaring at him.

“You know how shameless you are?” She said her heart skipping a beat, although his every move was only making her more excited.

“You like it baby, don’t deny it.” He murmured, brushing a few stray strands of her red hair back, his blue eyes met hers as she slowly cupped his face.

“Why...?" She asked softly.

“Why what?" He said kissing her neck sensually, his cock hardening as it pressed against her. She bit back a moan, although she wanted his lips all over her, she wanted an answer too...

“Why aren't you angry... I owe you an apology but instead, you're just brushing it under the carpet.” She said quietly. Elijah looked into her pretty green eyes.

“Your anger and suspicion were justifiable, I've always fucked around, changed girls quicker than I changed shirts. You've been around me growing up, you know it all...” He said, never wanting her angry at him again. Never wanting her to shut him out...

“What was the big deal if I ended things, I'm just another fuck too right?” She said quietly, her wolf seemed to get upset at that.

“You're way fucking more...” He whispered, turning his gaze away from her and suddenly removing himself from on top of her.

Scarlett's heart was hammering at the words that had just left his lips. Her stomach a mess of butterflies. Elijah sat on the edge of the mattress, his long muscular legs in his torn jeans sprawled out in front of him. He ran a hand through his silky locks.

“I don't believe in love nor mates... but you've fucked me up, I don't know when... I don't know how, but you've become a fucking addiction that I crave day and night and I don't just want sex... You're all I can think of Scarlett, and I don’t know what the fuck to do.”

He said what he felt, not knowing how she would take it. A part of him didn’t want to tell her, not wanting her to run, but he also didn’t want any more misconceptions between them. If she knew she was all he could think of, she would know no other woman could replace her.

He looked at her, those gorgeous blue eyes of his filled with raw emotion. His alpha aura was ever-present although it was reigned in, yet she didn't see the big cocky alpha before her but the young man who was trying to make sense of his emotions, trying to express what he was feeling.

As much as she wanted to deny it, not wanting to believe his words. She knew he was not lying, the small things he had done in only the few days since he had come back were enough to show her.

“I'm sorry... for being a bitch and not listening to what you were trying to tell me.” She blurted out, not knowing what more to say. She had liked him for the last two years and those feelings were only getting deeper, but she feared losing someone precious once again.

Elijah raised an eyebrow; he wasn't expecting an apology, not after what he had just said.

“You're forgiven...” He said, “but are you trying to avoid what I just told you?”

“No of course not..” She said rolling her eyes. Elijah smirked leaning closer to her, his eyes trailing up her breasts, lingering on her lips before looking into her eyes.

“Oh yeah?"

“Yeah...” She said leaning away from him. He only moved closer, his arms on either side of her, his intoxicating scent filling her nose.

“You don't need to say anything... I just wanted to let you know that I would not betray you, no matter who the fuck comes in front of me.” He said placing a soft kiss on the corner of her lips. He could hear her racing heart, her tempting scent clouding his senses. She was perfection...

Scarlett smiled slightly. “Goddess who thought you could be so good with your words.” She mumbled, tugging him by his shirt she let her head hit the pillow pulling him on top of her, a sexy smirk crossed his lips.

“I'm good with a lot more than my words sweetheart.” He said huskily. Licking his lips his tongue piercing glistened, only adding to the ache that was settling in the pit of her stomach

“Then how about you show me what else you're good with...” She whispered running her hand down his chest, down his chiselled abs, going lower until she reached his thick hard shaft. She bit her lip knowing with his girth it was going to hurt but she wanted this, all of him...

His eyes darkened with carnal lust at her words, she was giving herself to him. He wanted to ask her if she really was ready, no matter how badly he wanted to fuck her brains out, he didn't want to push her into anything prematurely.

Scarlett looked up into his eyes, the look he was giving her, made her pussy throb. Even with desire swirling within them, he still searched hers for a moment for any hint of doubt in them, seeing none, his lips came down upon her soft ones claiming them in a rough yet passionate kiss that ignited the start of an endless flame of pleasure to spread through them both...00000000