Her Forbidden Alpha

　　Elijah entered the packhouse, heading to his office on the second floor. It was pretty quiet with most wolves having left to go about their daily duties.

　　The pack house itself looked like a very modern mansion. Unlike the alphas mansion, which was a traditional building, everything was in a minimalist design in here, catered for mainly newly mated wolves or single young adult wolves who wanted their own privacy.

　　He was here to go over a new training regime with Aaron and Liam that he wanted implemented and he also was going to have a word with Hank.

　　He unlocked his office door using the passcode, a small beep and click was heard and he opened the door. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Fiona sitting cross-legged on his desk, wearing a tiny red lingerie set. Her make up was seductive and she had her long hair curled, Elijah did a once over, she was a sexy girl, but not the one he wanted… He looked at her, his face emotionless.

　　“Care to explain why you’re in my office?” He asked walking around to his desk, her ass covered in a tiny thong. She looked over her shoulder feeling satisfied when his attention fell to her ass.

　　“What does it look like?” She said bravely, flipping her legs over the desk and grabbing his shirt to pull him in between them. Elijah looked down at her, she was trying to act brave but he could smell the alcohol on her breath and the trembling in her hands - it really did dampen the sexy brave act she was trying to put on.

　　“I’ll do whatever you want me to?” She pleaded, placing kisses on his neck, wishing he’d give in. She could feel the bulge in his jeans against her core, wanting him so badly she started grinding herself against him, feeling frustrated when she didn’t feel even a twitch from his dick.

　　“I want you to get out then.” Elijah said, taking her wrists and freeing himself from her clutches. She was gorgeous but she was not Scarlett, whom he desired. Sure it felt good having her rub herself on him, but it didn’t excite him like it would have once upon a time. If this were months back, or a year, he would have torn that lingerie off her, bent her over this very desk and taken her several times.

　　“Eli-Alpha please… all I want is to please you, just let me try, I don’t mind who else you have or want.” She pleaded. Elijah frowned, feeling his anger surfacing.

　　“The only thing I want is you to get the hell out of here, Fiona we’re done. We were nothing more than casual sex partners and I told you I'm fucking done. I'm trying to contain my anger, because of our past, don’t push me too far.” He said, his voice cold. She whimpered at the alpha power emanating from him.

　　“Is there someone else?” She asked tearfully.

　　“There was no emotional attachment to you from the beginning, and yes I may have a new interest… now leave before your brother shows up and I get him to escort you out.” He growled. Fiona stood up, tears falling down her cheeks

　　“I do love you Elijah, I always have.” She whimpered as she backed away from him, picking up her long coat.

　　“Then you never should have got involved with me - I have nothing to offer, never will, not to you anyway.” He said, knowing it was harsh but the woman wasn’t getting the hint.

　　“Is it Keira?” She asked sobbing.

Elijah said, smirking as he remembered Scarlett’s comment from

I'm one of the prettiest she-wolves here.” Fiona said not even noticing his smirk as she wiped her tears away, her make-up looking a

said, getting a little irked with her now. Did the woman not get the hint? He didn’t want to manhandle her but she was really trying his

this mystery she-wolf is. Elijah raised an eyebrow thinking well at least

she-wolf was his stepsister, or she would surely have had her as competition too. Sensing Elijah’s growing annoyance she backed away

surging in her chest when

　“Yes alpha?”

low. Her heart surged

his head pissed, as he walked over to the door to reset the stupid code. Fiona was one of the rare ones who knew it as she used to be

finished when Hank strolled down the corridor, hands in his pocket looking as arrogant

leaned against his desk, motioning for Hank to take a seat. Hank smirked sitting down.

　“I'm not in the mood to fucking joke with you Hank.” Both siblings were really getting to him today. “It’s

growled, pulling down the collar of his shirt to show the three scratches he had gotten from Scarlett before she had punched him. Elijah hid his shock, why hadn't they healed by now? Hank was a werewolf, a strong one at that… The scratches should have healed… “She’s

so worked up over an insult towards Scarlett? “If she’s a freak then why did you

know what I'm after?” Hank said smirking. Elijah’s eyes flashed with anger, grabbing the man in a fury and slamming him against the wall, his eyes a dark cobalt blue. His claws elongated and his canines

so stay the fuck away from

loud growl tore through Elijah’s throat stilling even Hank. He had always thought Elijah did not care for Scarlett, but he was now

sister.” He spat, feeling a little guilty for calling Fiona one. But he was

on his neck was painful and he did not want to piss off his

against my beliefs… even the goddess will not be able to protect anyone

　　“Yes alpha…” He said although his face did not show the unease that had settled

mention it would she?

to calm his raging anger and

the panelling completely he growled. “Fuck it…” Today had not

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in the afternoon, Elijah and Scarlett were about to head out. As always Scarlett was

called from the kitchen where she was working on a huge batch of cupcakes for a