Morning After

Ruben De Montrose just lay there watching her sleep. He had hoped that his wolf would be satisfied now.  She had fallen asleep due to the exertion and the bite. She would be knocked out for hours. He couldn't leave her now. His wolf won't allow it. He wasn't vain, but he knew he was in excellent shape. He just hoped she liked what she saw. He certainly liked what he had laying beside him. She was a human and knew nothing about him. So, he would have to be patient and teach her his ways, and a few other things he would enjoy teaching her. The thought made his loins tighten up again.


The entire house was at a standstill, the present emotional state of the pack leader reverberated in the compound, even his betas did everything possible to keep their distance. The alpha was not to be disturbed. This was more of an emergency than whatever else anyone had to bring up.

No one knew the identity of the female the Alpha had brought with him, he had taken her into his chamber before anyone could even make out her form. Speculations were rife, within an hour of his entrance, the entire house and compound had been filled with whispers and murmurs, could it be her? The long-awaited mate of their alpha? What were the odds? Just a few days back, he had called a pack meeting solely to tell everyone in no uncertain terms to get the fuck off his back, from betas to omegas, there was one clear message. Stop the gossip regarding his future mate. Anyone caught having discussions on that topic would be punished. What the punishment was? He had left to their overactive imaginations.

Now, the same Alpha was fretting over some woman he had met at a club. The pack members were excited about finally having a Luna to soothe their Alpha, who was in desperate need of a woman's touch, which meant more than a one-time roll in the sack. However, the pack managed to keep their excitement at bay until they heard from the alpha himself or one of the betas.


A chirping bird made Lisa's eyes flicker open. She rubbed them a few times before turning over and clutching the pillow. Her alarm hadn't gone off yet and when it did, she planned on hitting snooze. The sheet slid down her bareback and she winced. She never slept naked, where were her pyjamas? Then, like a ton of bricks, reality came crashing down. Clutching the sheet to her chest, she sat up in bed.

Her heart raced when she realized this wasn't her tiny home. Instead, she was in a decent-sized room that looked like it was featured in a designer homes catalogue. Everything was wood, the walls, ceiling, doors, bed, even a chair in the corner looked carved from oak. Her eyes focused on the chair, placed on top was a stack of clothing, including her silver dress. Diving off the bed, she went for the pile. She pulled on her dress and started looking for her underwear. She could not find them.

She told herself this was a one-night stand. On her first day of turning 18, and already she had gone home with a man and lost her virginity. And what a fine male specimen took it. But why the hell was she here? What place was it? 

A knock on the door broke her thoughts. She debated hiding or looking for a weapon. The door creaked open before she could make her move, so she froze. Ruben walked in. He matched the décor of the room in a flannel shirt and jeans.

“How are you feeling?” His voice was hypnotic as if it were trying to force her to relax.

Her mouth dropped open, but no words came out. She couldn't believe she had slept with a Mafia boss. 

“This can be difficult. Why don't you have a seat?” He walked over to the chair and sat down, signalling for her to sit on the bed.

His voice continued to soothe and relax her, but her internal monologue urged her to run away. She willed her legs to move and took off towards the open door. She reached for the door frame when powerful arms wrapped around her waist, stopping her momentum and hoisting her in the air. She started screaming, kicking her legs and pulling at the arms. The man was as immovable as a mountain.


She froze in his arms. He let out a sigh and carried her over to the bed, plopping her down. What just happened? Why did she listen to him? She sat up on the bed and pulled her legs to her chest, hugging them like a child who needed some sense of security. She forced the tears away, not wanting to appear weak or broken. The reassuring smile returned to his face as he pulled the chair closer towards her.

“Please don't hurt me, I'll never tell anyone about this place, okay? I promise, let me go home, and I won't ever bug you again?” She mumbled to her knees as a lone tear ran down her cheek.

“Nobody is going to hurt you.” He shook his head. “You have my word.”

She lifted her head and her eyes went wide. Then it hit her, it wasn't the same room. She didn't remember much from the previous night, but she did remember they went towards some room in the back of the club, and they weren't this luxurious. This looked like some kind of mafia hideout. She touched the bite mark on her neck, it stung. She had heard about love bites, never realized it meant an actual bite. Damm! He was wild!

“I am sorry about that, close your eyes,” His voice was like velvet.

Without knowledge of what was to come, Lisa couldn't honour his request. He sighed and shook his head.

“You're a strong one,” he said. He dropped the smile and narrowed his eyes on her. “Close. Your. Eyes.”

Her lids snapped shut immediately. It was almost magic. She knew it was still her choice, nothing was forcing her, but she wanted to listen to him. She felt the pain subside as if he had willed it to stop hurting.

“You can't go back,” he said firmly.

Her eyes flew open.

“What! Please, you promised that you just wanted a date with me. You got what wanted and more.” She mumbled,” please let me go. I won't tell anyone that you are a mafia.” 

He stared at her with an amused expression, then burst into laughter. She looked on perplexed as he rolled in laughter then struggled to stop laughing, though a smile remained on his lips.

“Trust me, I am not a mafia, I am not doing anything illegal.”

“What do you want from me?” She asked, terrified.

“I'm not going to tie you up in the dungeon. Unless you want me to,” he smirked. “You have to understand that I didn't plan on you coming here so soon. I thought we'd get to know each other a little better. It doesn't matter much, though. You're here now.”

What the hell was he talking about? He was a certified lunatic! 

“But I have school, my mom would be worried about me. I need to go back.”

“You will go back, and your school won't be hampered. Just wait for a while. I need to explain a few things to you.”

She cowered on the bed, refusing to look at him. Tears streamed down her face. He sighed and stood up.

“You must be hungry, I will send you some breakfast. Then we'll talk. Ok?” 

She didn't reply. He quietly left the room.


“Did you tell her? Andrea asked as soon as Ruben arrived in the Alpha's office.

“I tried, but she is not ready yet,” he replied.

"Yet you bit her?”

“That was in the spur of the moment, I preferred not to mate with her. It just happened.” He said regretfully.

“So she is your mate? Finally!” Andrea punched the air in happiness,” after all these years! Finally, you will be tied up.”

“Not so fast, we are not yet mates. She would have to turn and then complete the mate bond. She also has a life, and it won't be easy to convince her,” He replied, rubbing his forehead.

“ I am sure she will agree, she has already slept with you. She is your mate, she can't run away from that.”

“Hopefully,” Ruben sighed. He had never imagined that his mate would be a human, they hadn't turned anyone in nearly 50 years.

“Do you want me to talk to her? We are somewhat close after I saved her from those bullies.” Andrea said.

“Sure, go ahead. And send some breakfast for her.”

A few minutes later she walked towards Ruben's room and opened the oak panelled door. The room was empty. She sniffed the air trying to check if Lisa was in the bathroom. Apart from a faint lingering trace of her scent nothing remained. She glanced at the chair, it's was devoid of her purse and her phone. Lisa had escaped.

Comments (6)
goodnovel comment avatar
when he goes to pick her up for the date yo USE THE WRONG NAME FOR HER??
goodnovel comment avatar
Really, he walks in with a flannel shirt and jeans and she thinks mafia boss? Nope not buying it. A suit would be better.
goodnovel comment avatar
shes so scared of everything understandle I hope she gives him a chance

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