The Alpha Can’t Sense His Mate

COLE’S POV

I could feel her slipping from my hands. My Calla.

These days, she has become a whole new person from what I made her to be. She drifted farther and farther away from who she was as time proceeded.

I needed to claim her. I had to trap her and make her mine before things got out of hand. I headed to her chambers with one thing in mind. To make her mine, spirit, soul and body.

To ruin her for anyone else. Including herself. Whether Calla liked it or not, she would become my woman and bare my pups. With her strong hybrid genes and my Alpha blood, we could create babies strong enough to take over every pack and become the King of all werewolves.

A long-term dream of mine.

I had yet to explore just how powerful her wolf side could be. There was so much of her to cover and it felt like she was escaping from the reality I had mapped out for her – A reality I had carefully created and planted her inside.

I couldn’t lose her after my years of hard work. It would be over my dead body. Today, it was going to end. I would bind her irrevocably to me, so much so she cannot exist without me. I was going to mark her.

“Get out,” I ordered the guards that stood in the hallway that led to my Calla’s chambers. “Nobody should come close till dawn,” I added.

“Yes, Alpha.” They bowed and made their way out of their duty post.

The last thing I needed was for any news to spread of my night with her. It was clear she would resist me, just like she had been, but tonight would be different. I would take her whether she liked it or not.

The thought of hearing her scream or squirm under me made a dark sensation run through my body. I was ready, ready to possess her. I hoped she was prepared to take what I had because she had no option.

I stood in front of her door and knocked. No answer. I knew she was not asleep. I heard the faint shuffling of her bed. If she thought I was fooled then she had another thing coming.

My second knock was followed by me pushing the door open, and stepping into the darkness that was her room. I see my Calla lying on her bed, backing the door, as soft breaths escape her lips.

She looked so beautiful in her white satin gown – one I had handpicked to match the taste of what I wanted her to look like. I’d wished she opted for the transparent one but this would do regardless.

My member throbbed at the sight of her porcelain skin and her slightly parted lips – What I wouldn’t give for her to kneel in front of me and take me in her mouth. To pleasure and serve me because that was what she was made for.

I shook off the thoughts from my head. Good things come to those who wait. For now, I needed to secure my territory. I needed to own her and every other thing shall follow naturally.

My eyes found the skin of her neck. Calla shuffled under the covers, covering her neck in the process. It seemed like she could feel my gaze on her. My member throbbed in pain. Watching her sleep wouldn’t cut it.

I needed to feel her right now.

I walked to the bed and it dipped when I sat by her lying form. “My Calla,” I called in a sombre tone, touching her with hopes she would turn around but she remained still.

“My love,” I called again and tapped her lightly.

Her hair covered the major parts of her face and I frowned. She was due for a haircut. Why did she keep it overgrown? It didn’t suit her. I made a mental note to correct the mistake as soon as the sun rose.

I couldn’t afford to have her look like something else. Everything had to be perfect. When she didn’t move, I lost my patience. With a hard grip, I forcefully turned her around and her eyes jerked awake.

Bitch. She was pretending all this while.

My eyes were amused, “Did I wake you up, my Calla?” I asked, and she sat up.

“Cole. What are you doing here?” I resisted the anger that came at her uttering my name without respect.

“Alpha Cole.” I corrected endearingly. “I have come to take you, my love.” I breathed close to her ears, drawing closer to her.

“What are you talking about?” She asked, shifting backwards.

I came even closer. “I know you have been through a lot. But it’s about time we commemorate our union.”

“What are you doing, C-Cole?” She seemed panicked, but I didn’t care.

“Alpha!” I yelled, dragging her on the bed and sitting on top of her. “Alpha Cole to you!”

“Leave me alone!” She struggled under me – it only made my member harder.

I loved a good chase before I ate. My Calla was perfect.

“Trust me, love. You will love this as much as I do.” I assured her with bared canines. “Just a little prick of pain and the fun would begin.”

I tore her clothes like a piece of paper – Leaving her bare to her undergarments. I thought she was beautiful, but damn was I wrong.

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I latched onto her neck, using my hands to hold her from escaping.

“Please! Don’t do it!” She cried, but it added to her allure.

She’ll be screaming for me in time. I just had to get this over with.

My canines broke the skin of her neck and just when I wanted to sink deep into the abyss and mark her as mine. I felt a jolt of fire pass through my canines and into my body.

The fire was consuming and suddenly, her body caught fire.

“What are you doing?!” I roared, getting away from her, burned.

She didn’t say a word. Her eyes flickered black and white. “How dare you?!” She roared. I see her claws protrude with fire on her fingertips.

I stepped back. She held a deathly look in her eyes. I knew that look because it was the same one I had when I wanted to finish up a prey.

She came down from the bed, bare-bodied with a killer instinct.

My instinct was to get away from her. To run before she ended my life. I couldn’t put it past her. My jaws clenched, and against my primal need to force her to submission, I fled her room in anger and headed to my office.

Two knocks on my door and Scar stepped in. “Alpha! Your attention is needed.” She said with a sense of urgency.