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.

this pack before?” Candice asked her

　“Never mind… It’s a long story, so

“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.

frowned, the practice was

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

eyes giving her an 'I told you

　“So… are they like the Luna’s?” She

whores now that’s a first…” Elijah remarked. Scarlett cast him a

Luna… they simply assist him and are his mistresses. I heard he wasn’t satisfied with any of them… but whatever magic

in what she said, it was clear that dark magic was

you for telling us… we will not share this information with anyone.…”

　“But why did you share information about your pack with us, don’t you fear for your life?” Elijah asked. Candice simply smiled,

one who holds this all in place…” She said motioning to the room, both understood she meant the

blushed and

mated… wait can-” Scarlett spluttered, she was cut off when Elijah’s lips met hers in a passionate kiss,

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

bought them back to

spare bedroom 7th door on the

she felt so humiliated, she dared a glance at Elijah only to see his eyes were a dark cobalt blue,

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

sharp tap to her ass making her yelp. Feeling the wetness only

house seemed even more silent. He opened the door that Candice had guided them to. Kicking it shut behind him and slid

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

　Elijah dropped her on the makeshift bed then climbed between her legs forcefully, she

her heart skipping a beat, although his every move was

　“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

　　“Why…?”

　　“Why what?” He said kissing her neck sensually, his cock hardening as it pressed against her. She bit back a moan, although she

　“Why aren't you angry… I owe you an apology but instead, you’re just brushing it

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