The Girl Who Cried Wolf

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Chapter 19

Rhys

“Mmm, something smells good.” Dove moaned as she walked into the kitchen, hair wet and skin flushed from her shower. I had come home early with hopes of spending the evening alone with her without interruptions. I had left Dace with my cellphone in case any emergencies came up. As well as strict instruction not to bother me unless we were under attack or he heard anything new about Silas whereabouts. The man was still a ghost in the wind, any efforts to catch leads had been a bust. I grimaced at the fact he was still out there, trying to get his hands on my female.

I turned and watched as Dove padded by me, turning my thoughts from darker things that weighed on our relationship. She glanced into the pot of boiling sauce with interest, “I didn’t know you knew how to cook. You don’t just have people who do that for you, Mr. Alpha?” She teased.

I let out a mocking laugh, setting my spoon down, “You’re hilarious. I’ll have you know my spaghetti sauce is famous in this town. People have killed to try and get their hands on my secret recipe.”

She nodded her head toward the trash can at the end of the island, “Sure...it’s called Ragu.” I looked to see the empty bottles sitting on top, turning back to her with a sheepish grin. Dove reached up and patted my cheek, “Don’t worry, your secret recipe is safe with me, stud.” She turned away, grabbing the handle of the fridge and pulling it open.

“How was your day?” I questioned as I let my eyes wander down the length of her, enjoying the sight of her in the short skirt. The shirt she was wearing, hung tightly to her full breasts. Perhaps we would forgo the dinner and move straight to dessert. My wolf rumbled his agreement at the current stream of my thoughts.

“It was fine. Just hung around the house.” She chirped back. I found my smile slipping when I spotted the dark bruise on her arm as she reached into the fridge for a bottle of water. A growl rumbling deep in my chest.

I grabbed onto her, pulling her towards me. I clenched my teeth together when she winced, wrenching her arm out of my grasp, “What the fuck, Rhys?”

I ignored her protest, pulling up the sleeve on her blouse to reveal a fading bruise above the fresh one, “What the hell is this, Dove? Who did this to you?” I could feel the my canines growing as the need to spill blood raced through my veins like fire. Whoever had touched what was mine in this way would receive no mercy.

She pushed me away, rolling her eyes, “It’s nothing.” She repositioned her shirt, “I’ve been training with Dace and Astrid while you’ve been at the office.” Her words had me stiffening, eyes narrowing. I was going to have a word with my mother and beta about this. Dove snorted, “Don’t look at me like that. I think It’s important for me to know how to defend myself, and Astrid agrees. If I am going to lead next to you then-”

"No."

Her eyes widened at my word, before narrowing into slits, “Excuse me?”

I turned my back to her, grabbing up the spoon and stirring the pot of sauce rather aggressively, “I said no. Now, we are going to enjoy the rest of our night together and I won’t hear anymore about it.” The words were void of kindness and warmth. I could feel her angry stare burning holes in the back of my head.


“Just like that, huh? We’re not even going to discuss it?” I ignored her questions. I had made my decision, that was that. I wasn’t going to allow her to put herself in danger cause she had convoluted beliefs that she was any match against one of my kind. “You know on second thought I’m not sure how hungry I am.” She snipped at me. I spun around with a harsh snarl, tossing the spoon down onto the stove. I bared my teeth in her direction, unable to control my anger. She didn’t flinch away or back down. Dove held her ground, firmly.

I forced myself to take in a deep breath, pushing my wolf back into his cage. I needed to relax, Dove was not my enemy, “It is unnecessary and pointless for you to learn how to fight. I would never let anything happen to you.”

Her hazel eyes softened as she let her arms fall to her side, “It’s not unnecessary. You’re not always going to be around to protect me, Rhys.” I growled low at her words, my wolf pacing back and forth in my mind. The thought of not being able to keep my own mate safe from danger had a deep panic and anger rushing through my veins like thick tar. Dove reached out and pressed her hand to my chest, “I know that it’s not something you like to think about but it’s a reality we have to face. If it’s not other Werewolves, then it might be other humans. I need to know I can fight to keep myself alive. At least long enough for you to get to me.” My female was so fragile and breakable. I couldn’t lose her. The thought alone was almost enough to bring me to my knees.

“I don’t like it, Dove.”

Her lips twitched upward, eyes full of silent defiance, “Tough shit, Rhys. ”

I gave a growl of frustration as I reached out and grabbed her face in my hands. I angled my mouth over hers, fingers digging into her hair as I pulled her closer. I pressed her back against the island, kissing her hard. I needed to feel how alive she was in this moment. I needed to soothe the anxiety of my wolf. Our teeth banged together, tongues sliding against one another. Her hands fisted my shirt as she clung to me, body trembling with the need I had built in her from my touch.

The smell of the sauce burning, tickled my nose. I wanted to ignore it but I had worked hard to prepare this night for my female. I had been trying to prove to her that I wanted her for more than just her body, though at the moment it was her body that I was desperate to have my way with. I broke away from her. I enjoyed the sight of her bright eyes and flushed cheeks, hair mussed from our desperation.

I turned away from her, repositioning myself in my jeans, “I’m beginning to think you do these things because you like what happens when you do, Dove.”

She let out a soft chuckle, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Yeah, well don’t get too sure of yourself, woman. This conversation is far from over.” I turned the knob for the stove, grabbing the pot and moving it off the hot burner. I stared down at my sauce with a frown, so much for my romantic gesture.

I turned around at the sound of movement behind me. Dove had propped herself up on the island, hiking her skirt up higher, “Are you sure I can’t change your mind?” I found my eyes trailing down from her face, over her chest to her beautiful toned legs. My cock twitched at the sight of her underwear peeking through the opening of her legs, pink lace. I closed my eyes, holding back the urge to groan at the sight. My wolf growled low with his hunger, our female was going to be the death of us.

I opened my eyes and took a step towards her, eyes hooded from the heaviness of my lust, “You wouldn’t be trying to bribe me to get your way, now would ya?”

Her full lips twitched upward as she tilted her head to the side, giving me a look at her neck. My gaze zeroed in on the spot I planned to put my claim, “Can you be bribed, Mr. Alpha?” She questioned in a seductive purr. All the blood in my body was flowing in the southern direction. There was something about Dove that I couldn’t get enough of. I took a step forward, placing my hands on the tops of her knees. Hot sparks of desire rushed through my veins at the feeling of her warm smooth flesh beneath my palms. I slowly slid my hands up her legs, the smell of her arousal growing stronger.

I pressed my fingers into her strong thighs, kneading the muscles, “I wouldn’t say I’m above it. Your offer is quite tempting...”

Dove leaned forward, wrapping her hand around the back of my neck. Her touch was gentle and soothing, fingers playing with the ends of my hair, “I need you to respect my wishes, Rhys. You can’t keep trying to control me and cage me in. That’s what he did...” I gritted my teeth at her words, a growl rumbling in my chest.

“I don’t want you to get hurt. The thought alone is enough to make me crazy.” I yanked her closer, placing myself between the cradle of her legs.

“That why you’re going to let Dace and Astrid train me so that I don’t get hurt.” She remarked confidently, giving me a smile. I held her gaze, knowing that even if I ordered her not to she was going to do it anyway. If I tried to keep her hidden like a pet it would crush her spirit and make her resent me. I couldn’t have that, but I couldn’t have her running around half-cocked and getting herself into trouble. There had to be some kind of compromise.

I moved my hands up higher, thumbs playing with the edge of her lace underwear. I could feel the wetness of her desire soaking into the fabric. Dove pulled her bottom lip into her mouth, rolling it between her teeth as she hooked her legs around my waist. “If I let you continue to train with Dace and Astrid you have to promise you won’t go put yourself into harm’s way unnecessarily. You only fight if there is no other option, understand?”

She nodded her head, “I understand.”

I slipped my thumb beneath her underwear, rubbing her sensitive bud, “Now for the matter of this bribe...” I growled, my need to have her outweighing all other thoughts.

Her eyes hooded as a throaty chuckle escaped her throat. Her fingers began to fumble with the zipper of my jeans. Dove freed my cock from the denim prison, rolling her hip as I continued to play with her.

I pulled her underwear to the side as I positioned myself at her entrance. I slowly pushed myself into her tight channel, inch by inch. Her mouth dropped open as her head fell back, “So big.”

“Like?” I questioned breathlessly as I pulled back slowly, only to push back into her again. Goddess, she was so fucking tight.

Dove tightened her legs around me, drawing me in deeper, ”Love."

I pressed my palms to the counter as I began to pound myself into her, unable to control my need to take her hard and fast. The wood cabinets rattled and groaned under the power of my thrusts. Dove wrapped her hands around my neck, digging her nails into my skin as she clung to me.

"Fuck me, Rhys.” She moaned into my ear, “Fuck me, harder.” Her teeth bit into the skin of my neck and I let out a powerful growl. My wolf was rising closer to the surface at the violence his female was showing. I dug my claws into the counter, feeling them cut grooves into the wood.

I pounded into her more aggressively, ”Mine.” I growled, “You’re mine, Dove.” Her juices were running down my cock, spilling from her pussy. My female was perfect, so responsive to my touch.

"Yes! I’m yours.” She screamed, hips bucking as she tried to force me to speed up. I grabbed onto her hips as I matched her pace, panting heavily. I could hear the sound of fabric ripping but I didn’t give a damn. Her pussy clamped down on my cock like a vice, “I’m coming! Oh, god. Yes!”

I felt my own release upon me, giving her a couple more hard thrusts before I shot my load into her with a loud groan. I dropped my head to her shoulder as my muscles trembled from the aftershock of my orgasm. I could barely hold myself up from how sated I felt. Her fingers played with my hair, combing through gently, “I think we’re going to have to order a pizza.” She whispered to me.

I lifted my head, looking over my shoulder to the mess I had made of dinner. I let out soft chuckle turning my face back to find Dove’s amused and satisfied expression, “I was trying to be romantic. Guess that was a bust.”

She pressed a chaste kiss to my lips, “I don’t know...I have to say I like the way you do romance, Mr. Alpha.” I felt my cock twitched to life inside of her at her suggestive tone.

My eyes hooded again as I wrapped my arm around her, “Well then let me show how romantic I can, sweetheart.” Dove giggled as I picked her up off the counter, keeping us locked together. There was no place else I wanted to be at the moment other than buried deep inside of my female.

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