Chapter Three: IN OUR NEXT LIVES

ALPHA COLTON 

I had awoken that fateful morning to the sound of my buzzing phone that morning. The call came in from the prison desk and I had quickly surmised something was terribly wrong. I was not mistaken. 

When I had learned of what happened all my heart prayed for was having Allison taken out of my Pack for good.

I glanced back at her, feeling the same wave of disgust I did each time my eyes drifted off to her. The Goddess must've been high on some cheap stuff to think I was ever going to be with her. Not even in my drunken state.  

I knew just how to end her misery but couldn't take the initiative to do it.  All that there was to do was to wait for the perfect accident to clear her off. 

instantly, I caught myself, repressed the fury surging inside of me just to remind myself this was the last phase of my plan. 

I consciously shifted my thoughts from the pathetic Omega to the captives that just escaped. I desperately wanted to know how they were able to break out of the heavily silver-coated barred gates. It didn't sound so convincing.

None of the wardens survived to feed me the information I required, well except for the unappealing sight before me.

Inwardly, I grunted knowing there was no option now but to listen to her agonizing voice over again. It tormented me just to think I was going to fight to shake off her scent. 

Her scent had been slowly fading and in no time our bond was going to weaken. With our bonds breaking, I was going to be freed from her enticing plumeria. I groaned inwardly, I could tolerate it for a few more hours. 

I shook myself from my thoughts and headed towards the bedroom to be certain she was in shape before the big day tomorrow. 

It was odd just how my wolf was getting so excited now she was this close. It took me the strength of steel to conquer my wolf from pushing forth and taking over my mind completely.

I stepped into the room and her scent was all that filled my lungs and thoughts. 

I heard her from the closet where she was. Without thinking I moved towards the closet. 

Allison was paralyzed to the spot with her back against the mirror, my menacing aura holding her in a tight and frightening grip when she trailed my voice to meet me by the doorway. 

"I, I, I didn't mean any of that!" Dread washed over her blanched face, sucking every breath from her mouth.

"No, it was a nice one. I love a good vendetta." I stepped in towards her.

She pressed her back hard against the mirror in a sick attempt to back away from me. I could feel her wolf shrivel in dismay and her pulse thumping loudly against my ears. 

"Get lost!" My condescending tone commanded Maeve to leave. 

Without hesitations, Maeve shuffled away from the closet, leaving her alone to face the monster in beautiful skin before her. 

"I didn't mean any of that, My Alpha." She reiterated, hoping it would douse the fury in my eyes. 

I stepped closer until our bodies were an inch apart. My gaze dropped to hers holding her transfixed. I tilted her chin up with my thumb, my ragged breathing washed against her face. 

"You wish to be fated to me again in your next life?" I spoke softly into her face. My palm cupped her chin, the connection made her eyes burn with fresh longings. 

She watched my red eyes in riddles, trying to figure out the emotions that were gleaning in them, visibly trying to shake off this sexual tension between us. 

"You embarrassed me, Allison..." Her name on my lips for the first time sounded beautiful, as my eyes darkened dangerously on hers, "You embarrass the shit out of me before my Commanders."

 She was frozen to the spot as my hand left her chin trailing down her body in a slow and rhythmic movement, pulling her closer to me, and holding her firm against my stoic frame. 

"Don't do that to me again in our next lives," I held her tightly closer, "Don't fucking do this to me again in my next life!"

 I closed the gap between their faces taking her lips in a frenzied kiss. Pulling her closer to my growing arousal.

She whimpered softly into my lips and I was lost in a swirl of need. The fire of my arousal rekindled fiercely as the heat consumed my body.

Her hands nervously ventured up my toned muscles, wrapping around me and pulling me much closer. 

The strength of my desire should have scared her but instead, she savored the kiss, nuzzled in my warmth, and got lost in my arousing touch as my hands roamed underneath her dress.

A moan escaped her lips.

A sense of urgency surged through as my long and nimble fingers found the zipper on the dress frantically freeing her trembling body from the bandaging fabric.

I broke the kiss long enough to roam my smoldering eyes over her as the dress dropped to the floor.

"I've never seen you this beautiful, Allie!" My tone was heavy with lust.

"I want you. This instance. Are you going to deny me your body? As your mate?"

My words unnerved her. Looking into my smoldering eyes, her body visibly tried to recover from the effect of the sweet assault and the grip my sexual invite had on her.

The temptation was hard to resist, if I couldn't resist it then there was no way she ever could, not with the gleam in her eyes.

I patiently waited until she cleared her mind and just as expected, she nodded. Her breath was raspy as she exhaled and her fingers quivered as she looked down at them. 

There was no way I was ever going to walk away from this temptation. I should but I couldn't not when my wolf was waging war on my inside. Not when my desires consumed the most of me.