The Dark Thrall Mating Olivia

Chapter Fifteen

Parking my truck in the back parking lot, I pulled the keys from the ignition and hooked them onto the belt loop of my jeans before getting out. I could hear the low music coming from the club. The night air felt good against my skin, and I rolled my shoulders. Willing myself to relax, something had me on edge.

My beast and my demon. It was so rare that they were in agreement like this, but I could feel both of them just beneath the surface of my skin. Maybe it had to do with the feeling I'd had earlier, or perhaps I'd just had too much on my mind lately?

I breathed deeply when I was hit with the trace scent of something sweet. Like honey and warm vanilla mixed with something else. Something that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

It smelled fucking mouth-watering.

My teeth grew into fangs, and my vision grew sharper. Everything around me became clearer as my beast rose to the surface. The demon joined him as we breathed in the scent that was familiar and enticing.

'Mate.' The word fluttered through my head, and a growl slipped past my lips. 'Mine'

Without hesitation, I followed the scent, letting it guide me to the front entrance of Moonlight. Adrenaline flowed through me, and my steps were quiet and quick. It felt like I was on the hunt, and in a way, I was.

My mate was in there, waiting for me to find her. To mark her with my claim. Fuck, I'd heard the pull was overwhelming, but this was like I was laser-focused on that perfect scent.

The bouncer caught sight of me and lifted a hand in greeting.

"Hey Alpha, I didn't know you were coming tonight."

"She's here."

"Who?"

"My mate." I growled, unable to say anything else. His eyes widened and he opened the heavy steel door, waving me into the darkened club.

The scent grew stronger as I stepped inside, and my eyes adjusted to the dim lighting. Moonlight was packed with bodies swaying to the beat of the music, the air was thick with the scent of sweat and arousal. It was something that I would have enjoyed before, but now all I could think about was finding her.

My gaze zeroed in on a figure at the bar, her back was to me. But it was her, my mate. A black dress hugged her curves, stopping at her thighs, showing off far too much of her soft skin that I was ready to mark.

I wanted to cover her in my scent. To strip that short dress off of her and bend her over the bar.

To spank her ass for showing the world what was mine. I wanted to watch her ass turn red under my palm, to feel her squirm against me.

Begging me to fuck her, to claim her, as I tangled my fingers into her long blonde hair.

She tensed up and I knew that she'd caught the scent of me. Slowly, she turned around; her brown eyes met mine, and everything faded away.

Everly... My best friend's daughter was my mate.

I knew that I should turn around and get out of there before I did something stupid. Like going

over there and claiming her, but when her lips parted and she dragged her tongue over her lower lip. I was a goner.

All I could think about was how those lips would feel against mine. How they would feel as she kissed her way down my body, her hands undoing my jeans as she knelt in front of me.

Wrapping those perfect plum-colored lips around my dick and running her lipstick. How it would look smeared as I fucked myself into her warm mouth.

My cock twitched to life at the thought as the door behind me closed. It felt like everything slowed down, and it was just us. Just this perfect moment where she wasn't Olivia's daughter.

Everly was my fated mate. She was no longer a little girl, and I wanted her.

My lips pulled back from my teeth, and I let out a growl. Her eyes flicked down to my lips, and I ached to touch her. "Mine."

She shivered, stepping forward but stopped when a hand grabbed her wrist. I jolted forward, wanting to break his fingers for touching what was mine.

I wasn't violent, but my demon screamed for his blood to make him pay for touching what was

ours.

Everly looked away from me toward the man standing next to her. She spoke to him, and I moved closer to the two of them, faster than I should have, but I needed to be close to her. Hell, I'd have teleported to her if I didn't think it would scare her.

She hated that when she was a kid. I'd teleport her and her brothers during pack runs through

the woods. Would she still hate it if I teleported her there now and chased her through the dark woods?

Hunting her down and claiming her beneath the moon.

"He's here." She said, and it was like I was hearing her voice for the first time. It was sultry and warmed me like no other sound.

"Who?" The man that I now realized was Sid, her best friend, said to her. That wasn't right, they were more than friends. I sucked in a breath, tasting the air around me. They had fucked recently and not just once from how she smelled.

"My mate." She said, leaning closer to him.

"Who is it? Do we know him?" He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer to his body as his. He pushed his dark, shaggy hair out of his gray eyes as he looked out into the crowd.

She rested a hand on his chest and looked back, trying to find me. "Yes, it's Micheal." "Micheal? Our Alpha?"

"Yes."

Such a good girl, telling him who she belonged to. I was going to have to reward her for that later. I stopped at the bar in front of them.

"Fuck." He growled.

My eyes moved down to the arm that he'd wrapped around her and I let out a growl of warning. "Everly."

"Alpha." She said, her voice breathy and sexy as fuck. She shook herself before saying my name. "Micheal." The sound of her saying my name shot through me like a live wire.

I held my hand out for her and she stepped away from Sid. Her fingers rested against my palm as pleasure sparked through me at her touch. "You are mine."

Pulling her closer, I closed my eyes and leaned closer to her. I dragged my nose along the side of

her neck. Breathing in the sweet scent of her. Honey, warm vanilla, and hints of sage.

The smell that mixed with hers was his, it was just from them fucking. No, this was more than

that, and while I couldn't explain it. I knew it deep inside of me.

I opened my eyes. Casting him a glance, he was watching me with a look in his eyes that I

couldn't read. If I wanted to, I could use my powers to figure out what he was thinking. For some reason, that just felt wrong.

Pulling back, I locked eyes with Everly. "My mate."

She dipped her head, her cheeks coloring with the prettiest blush. "Yes, and you're mine."