Chapter 04

SYDNEY

I awoke feeling the gentle caress of fingers running through my hair. Victor hummed lowly beside me, his strong arm around my waist and pressing me into him. Something felt different though. Even with my groggy state of mind, I could feel the difference in Victor's touch. The mark on my neck buzzed with life and wherever my skin made contact with his I felt...sparks.

Jolting up, I gasped in bewilderment. Victor had marked me last night and although I didn't regret it, I hadn't expected to feel sparks from it either. I turned to meet Victor who looked like the poster boy for relaxation. He didn't seem fazed about the sparks, a knowing look lighting up his beautiful face. Bringing my hand to his stubble coated cheek, I relished the warmth and the tingles that flowed up my arm. A smile found its way to my face.

"Good morning, crazy girl," a strange voice echoed through my mind that had my entire body leaping off the bed and falling onto the floor, hitting my ass against the hardwood with a loud thud. Victor scrambled across the bed, amusement dancing in his blue eyes, "Is that pretty little ass of yours okay?" The voice echoed in my head and Victor's brow rose in question.

I stared at him wide eyed and mouth agape. The voice sounded deep, sultry, and had a thick accent to it. Hispanic. That explained the tanned skin tone. His voice wasn't like anything I imagined it to be; it was way better than what my mind conjured.

"I-I..." I got to my feet, running the pads of my fingers over the mark on my neck that was now crusting over and healing, "I'm fine," I breathed, "You...you have a nice voice."

He chuckled, "I know, too bad I don't get to use it much."

"Conceited much," I scoffed, "Were you always like this, or is it just a new thing of yours?"

"I don't talk much, mind link or not, but I'm allowed to tease you every now and then," he pulled back the covers, making his way toward me. My breath hitched when he snaked his arms around my waist, my tank top leaving nothing to the imagination, "What will your parents' say when they find out what I've done?"

I sighed, placing my cheek on his chest and listening to his heartbeat which was faster than usual, "We will get to that when the time comes. How come I can hear you through the mind link?"

"You're part werewolf, I guess when I marked you it awoke that side of you. Maybe, I'm not entirely sure but there is a possibility, if you go through the same ceremony your mom went through, you might be able to join the pack link," he mused and the idea excited me. I always wanted to be part of the pack link. It would at least make me feel a little more wolf and a little less human. A frown settled on Victor's face, "Don't stray too far from me. I'm not sure how the mark will affect you but generally she-wolves go into heat."

I rolled my eyes, "When do I ever leave your side?" Standing on my tippy toes, I placed a kiss on Victor's jaw, "You need to get back to your room so you can get dressed," I shooed him away and then got into the shower.

I couldn't stop thinking about what it would mean for Victor and me if I went into heat. We would have to complete the mate bond and that excited me. I was inexperienced unless feeling yourself up counted; which I bet it didn't. But being with Victor, being one with him intrigued me. With the feelings I shared for him, it would make it so much more intimate.

After my shower, I tied my sandy brown hair into a high ponytail and wore a baggy white tee which I was certain belonged to Victor since his scent was all over it with a black denim shorts and addidas sneakers. I had one side of the shirt tucked into the waist of my shorts so everyone could see I wasn't going commando under the tee but I decided to leave the bra out for comfort. Wearing a bra in a heat wave made me grumpy.

Victor's shirt was so big for me that one side kept falling off my shoulder. I decided that I'd just leave the left side off so his mark on my skin could be seen by everybody, consequences be damned. When I left the room, I found Victor leaning silently against the wall, a ghost smile playing on his lips as he took me in.

"You look beautiful," his rough voice sounded in my head and I swear I should have said no to the panties as well. He bit down on his bottom, watching me clench my thighs together with a satisfied smirk forming in his perfect face, "Come, your father wants to meet with you. He doesn't sound too happy."

"You think he..." I allowed my sentence to trail off.

Victor shook his head, "It probably has something to do with Alpha Quade and his men," Victor snarled, letting his disdain for the Alpha show on his face. He drew me under his arm and began leading me toward the office.

We had only passed by a few pack members on our journey there since we had training early in the morning. Usually, I would join in but if dad and I had something to discuss and he didn't want the pack overhearing, then he used this time to talk to me about them. The few pack member that did see me had smirks tugging at the corners of their lips. None of them were surprised that I had Victor's mark, actually, they expected me to give into him much sooner but he never pressured me. Last night was the first time we had admitted to having feelings for one another.

We reached the set of double doors, Victor opening one for me to enter before following in behind me. In the room sat my parents, my brother, Xander, Alpha Quade, and his two men. Every set of eyes in the room landed on me and then landed on Victor who stood behind me, hands planted on my hips. I knelt into his touch, the back of my head resting on Victor's chest.

"So it's true, you've been marked by someone who isn't your mate," my father mused, disappointment coloring his tone, "How could you let that happen?"

I scowled, not caring that we had an audience in the room, "And what do you mean by that dad? How have I done anything wrong? We all know that Victor has feelings for me and it's no secret that I feel the same. I just want to be with someone that makes me happy," Victor's fingers dug into my waist, holding me in place.

My father heaved a tired sigh. He may not have aged much but the dark circles around his eyes caused by stress made him look far older than he truly was, "Don't be like your mother, princess. Don't throw away the mate bond because when you realize how much you want it, you will never be able to get it back. Learn from your mother's mistakes."

"This isn't a mistaken dad," I defended, "I don't know this man from Adam to Eve," I growled, glaring at Alpha Quade who looked beyond pissed at me, "And you expect me to accept him and spend my life with him."

"I'm asking you to spend time with him," my dad tried. He believed whole heartedly in the mate bond just as other werewolves did and I would have too but I had Victor.

"No dad, I'm happy with Victor," I said with conviction, "anyway, did Alpha Quade tell you that he and his band of chipmunks were busy spying on us or did he leave that information out when he came running to you the second he realized his mate had been marked by another?"

You could feel Alpha Quade's anger rolling off him in waves as he took a step toward me. Victor growled lowly in warming but the Alpha only glared at him and snarled, "She's my mate, you have no claim over her."

"And you do?" I snorted.

"The man can answer for himself, mate," Alpha Quade's voice had turned as soft as silk when addressing me.

"Actually, he cannot," I bit back, feeling annoyed. He had managed to take the attention off himself by starting this unnecessary conversation. It didn't matter though, I already had my suspicions about him and this was only sending my warning bells off louder. This motivated me further into finding out what exactly Alpha Quade wanted.

"He cannot speak," my father clarified.

Alpha Quade's eyebrows shot up in bewilderment, "You chose a mute over me, your mate? Your destined half?"

Did he just have the nerve to ask me that?

Oh hell no!

I lunged without thinking, completely ready to wrap my hands around that tattoed neck of his but Victor caught ahold of me, flinging me over his shoulder and walking out the room as I yelled in protest, "Let me at him. Let me at the son of goat! I can take him, I promise you, I can take him and when I'm done he won't say another thing against you again."

Victor opened a door the revealed a library behind it. He then set me down on my feet and held my face in his hands, his voice loud and clear in my head, "Calm down you crazy girl. I don't need you to fight for me."

"Well, you're clearly not going to do anything about it," I frowned, planting my hands on my hips.

He gave me a sad smile, one that spoke volumes, "I've heard much worse. I can't be losing my temper each time I hear something. But," his eyes dipped down to my lips before meeting mine again, "thank you for that. No one's stood up for me before. I never realized how much I'd enjoy having someone in my corner, willing to go to war for me."

"I just like you a lot," I admitted, feeling my cheeks get hot from being so honest.

He brushed his nose against mine, "And I want you," he pressed his lips to mine and a wave of painful, searing heat rolled over me.

"Victor..." I breathed, pulling away and finding that Victor's eyes had turned to obsidian.

He pulled me back into him, lips moving on mine quicker than before and yet he wasn't sloppy about it. His large hands gripped me by the ass and pick me up, slamming my back against the door. I groaned when his lips left mine but couldn't keep the scream of pleasure in when he grazed his teeth over the mark on my skin, instantly cooling my body down.

Using one hand to hold me up, he locked the door with the other and then he carried me to one of the many tables in the library. Placing me onto the table, he skillfully undid the button and zip of my shorts and allowed them to fall down my legs. I could feel how soaked my panties were. Victor's fingernail extended into a claw, snapping my underwear. Cold instantly greeted my wet throbbing core and I clamped my thighs shut.

"I want to see how wet you are for me," His deep, sultry voice growled in my head, "Don't ever hide yourself from me." I nodded, opening my legs for him and hissing when he pressed a finger to my wet entrance but never penetrating, "I'm going to fuck this little pussy and make you mine, " his words echoing through my head sent another wave of heat through me.

This was a whole new side to Victor. One that I loved.

His lips found mine again, moving slowly. I moaned as he pressed the pad of his thumb to my clit, moving in an agonizingly slow circular motion. It felt so good that I wanted more so I let instinct guide me, rotating my hips and pressing myself further into his finger. That caused his long thick finger to finally enter me and I gasped.

"Holy," my eyes widened and I fell onto the table, writhing as he continued rubbing my clit and thrusting his finger into me. My stomach tightened, body tensing as I gripped the edges of the table for support. All I knew was that I didn't feel hot anymore and my body convulsed on the table as a strange calm sensation glided over me.

"This is going to hurt a little, but I promise you'll enjoy it," Came Victor's voice above the clouds of bliss that I was busy floating on. I heard him undo his belt and a few seconds later felt the head of his throbbing member meet my entrance. My core greedily swallowed him in, expanding and stretching to accommodate his large size, "Fuck..." He hissed, "You're so tight, I don't know how long I can last."

Thank the Goddess for the mind link because it made this experience a whole lot better. Clearly, Victor was all for talking dirty and, clearly, what laid between my legs loved it. He pushed himself deep into me and I clenched my jaw in an attempt to bite back the gut-wrenching scream.

I could hear chaos ensuing outside the door, things being broken and vicious snarls and growls of agony cutting through the air. However, my brain didn't linger on that for too long because the sensation of Victor moving in and out of me sent me into another world of pleasure. He pulled out slowly, thrusting in quickly with force. The sound of flesh slapping filled the room, mixing with my moans as Victor said things to me through the mind link that had me begging for more.

My flesh was littered with goosebumps, sweat trickling down my body. I had laced my fingers into my hair, tugging at it in an attempt to get a grip of myself but I couldn't. Victor just felt too overwhelmingly good deep inside of me and if I could, I'd never had him stop. The amount of times I called out his name, screamed it out, let everyone on this floor know exactly who was doing what to me. I'd definitely be doing the walk of shame after this.

Victor grunted, sweat dripping off his chin as he gripped my thighs and increased his pace. I could feel his nails digging into me, leaving crescent shaped marks behind. I felt thick, hot liquid roll down my thighs, letting me know that Victor had pierced through the skin. The pain only added to the pleasure I was feeling, inevitably leading me to an orgasm induced by pure ecstasy. Victor jerked inside me, giving me one last thrust before releasing himself inside of me.

Our breathing was heavy but surprisingly in sync. He knelt down, placing a kiss onto his mark that now stained my skin and a needy moan left my lips which caused him to chuckle.

I groaned, shoving him away, "Thank you for ruining the moment, Romeo."

"I never claimed to be a Romeo," Victor teased, "Get dressed," he instructed, throwing my shorts to me. He held up my ruined panties and said through the mind link, "I'm keeping these," and stuffed them into his pocket.

Victor did up his pants as I stepped into my shorts. Once we were done, he unlocked the door. The door creaked open slowly and revealed the hall that now looked as if a tornado wrecked through it. I found Alpha Quade opposite us, sitting against the wall and heaving with cold sweat drenching his body. His two men beside him with sympathetic gazes.

Alpha Quade's forest green orbs met mine and hurt flashed in those eyes which didn't even bother to hide. Gathering all his strength, he stumbled to his feet and squared his shoulders before gritting out, "You let him fuck you!" It was more of a statement than a question, his anger coated words dripping with his thick British accent.

I raised a brow at him, "So what if I did?"

He growled, turning around and punching a hole in the drywall. His chest heaved up and down as he tried to rein in his anger, "You completed the mate bond with someone who isn't your mate," he sneered, not being able to look at me, "I felt it, the excruciating pain," he roared.

I took a step toward him, feeling Victor's watchful gaze on me, "Then let me make this easier for you. I, Sydney Wilde —Alpha of the Green Forest pack and daughter of the Alpha of Alpha's — reject you, Quade Holt — Alpha of the Midnight Sun pack — as my mate."

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***Author's Note:

Me: four chapters in is too early for a smut scene.

Also me after writing half the chapter out: fuck it, do the smut scene and fuck with their emotions!

Anyone else feeling a little bad for Alpha Quade??? Just me.. Ayt! This book is gonna be a lot darker than the last one so, be warned.