A Family of Lies: I am Alpha

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of his when he was either drunk or hungover. One drink. Just one drink. Her secretary's voice came flooding back into her head, as she insisted they attend the celebratory get-together the office was having after work at Club Sequoia. She must have gotten hammered, and they must have...oh my god they couldn't have...could they? "Skylar, what are you doing here?" she demanded, "and please spare me the dramatics". "Leave me alone" he grunted. "Not until you tell me what the fuck you're doing in my bed", she demanded punching him in his back. "My head hurts, and you are supposed to be at the office already,'' he said. When he didn't move, she stood up, grabbing the sheet and pulling it around her body. "Get up" she ordered through clenched teeth. "Now". Propping himself up on his elbows, he blinked rapidly, willing the sleep to dissipate from his eyes. "Que Paso?" he asked, smiling coyly. "I hate you," she screamed, as she made her way to the bathroom. "When I come out of here, you

rag, and beginning to wash herself. As she glided the wash cloth over her body, she once again was brought back to the previous night's festivities. She had moaned her approval with every touch. He had traced his fingers against the small of her back, and she had purred like a newborn baby kitten. She thought she would explode, as he looked at her Shewith so much love and lust in his eyes. She loved the weight of him, as he pushed her further back on the bed, and lowered himself on top of her. She began washing herself more vigorously as more memories came flooding back to her. Images of her legs wrapped around his waist as they linked their fingers together over her head, eyes closed tight. "I want you", he had whispered, and all she could do was smile as she replied "have me". She had kissed his nose, then his lips. He had returned back to her breasts, as she gasped at how he felt there. His tongue swirled around her nipple, until she dug her nails into his biceps. Releasing her, he kissed his way over to the other one, taking it into his mouth and giving it the same attention. Shaking off the memories once more she finished bathing as she slammed her palm against the knob to turn off the shower. Wrapping herself in a towel and stepping out, she heard the sound of a door shutting soft

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where he and his fellow associates were sitting, a drink turned into several, mixed with shots, and eventually only the two of them remained. The chemistry was undeniable and yet he still restrained himself. Offering to call them a Lyft and drop her home first. She agreed gratefully. Neither of them were in the condition to drive. Arriving at her home, it was clear that she would not make it up the walkway let alone up the stairs to her bedroom without some assistance. The driver had already accepted another ride in route to his own home, so he had him leave, planning on ordering another once he got her inside. She had other plans. As soon as they got inside she kissed him. He was shocked, and pulled away searching her eyes with his own. Only a lustful stare was returned indicating she wanted this as much as he had since she called it quits. Scooping her up into his arms, he carried her upstairs to her bedroom. He lay her on the bed and began undressing her as he caressed every piece of perfection she called a body. She moaned softly, and he knew that as much as he wanted her he did not want it to be like this. Standing up he went to retrieve her robe and negligee, but she grabbe

and grab the sheet off the bed. He heard her wrapping it around her body and chuckled. Some things never changed. No matter how intimate they became, she always covered up with the lights on. "Get up" she ordered through clenched teeth. "Now". Propping himself up on his elbows, he blinked rapidly, pretending once again to allow the sleep to clear from his eyes. "Que Paso?" he asked, smiling coyly. "I hate you," she screamed, as she made her way to the bathroom. "When I come out of h

just shared. It was clear she still had feelings for him. Last night he was ready to take his leave and she had initiated everything, moaning her approval with every touch. He had traced his fingers down the small of her back, and she had purred like a newborn baby kitten. The sound of her muffled moans almost made him explode, as she looked at him with so much love and lust in her eyes that seemed to match what he was sure

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s. The odd thing was he always had time for her mother. He always had time for his friends. Just never his daughter. Being a King required a lot of responsibility and provided a lot of obligations. She was automatically expected to win at everything. Lead in every situation. Who was always top of her class, best on her team, hottest in fashion? Heaven King the Justice Alphas daughter. Despite looking nothing like her father, and only sharing her mothers dimple their right cheek and her long and curly jet black hair, everyone she came into contact with or who saw her always called her stunning, or exotic. From her unique Amethyst colored eyes, to her caramel brown skin. Her mother was a cinnamon brown and her father was more of a bronze or mocha. Her coloring was definitely as unique as her eyes. She would often sift through photo albums when she was younger, looking at the features of her ancestors looking for any that resembled her own. "Mother," greeting her by kissing her cheek softly. She looked like perfection as usual. Taking a seat at the table, She glanced at the plate placed before her. "Eat your breakfast, darling" her mothers sweet voice requested. "And don't pick, Heaven" she said more sternly. Heaven chuckled. Her mother could never stay serious with her

her. He loved her. Why wouldn't he just say it? Why wouldn't he physically show it? As she continued pulling out papers and photos, she came to what appeared to be her birth record, but despite it being in her first name, her last name and her parents' names were not listed, nor was her pack. It stated she was the daughter of Alphas Marcellus and Luna Olivia Chase. She didn't understand. Looking from her father to her mother, and back to the document repeatedly, she was shaking. What was this cruel joke? How were they not her parents? She and her mother did look somewhat alike. "What does this mean"? She asked softly. "Keep looking, and I will explain everything" he stated gently. Placing her birth record on his desk in front of her, she pulled out a thick manilla envelope. Pulling out its contexts and reading them to herself as carefully as possible, she was in utter and complete shock and disbelief. According to the documents enclosed in the envelope, on her 25th birthday, which was in 9 days, she was set to become Alpha of the Okami Pack and sole owner of all of their property and businesses. She would also inherit all of their additional assets and finances. They were the largest pack in Clifton Heights and all of the surrounding cities and towns for over 500 miles. She didn't understand how this was possible. They were even larger than her father's pack, once he was no longer the honorary Alpha. She sat in silence, afrai

shortly after, I demanded them do whatever it took to save you. There was nothing that could be done for Olivia, but I vowed to keep my word to my best friend. "Is that why you were never able to really love me"? She blurted out before thinking. Her father frowned, taking her hand in his. "I have always loved you Heaven" before the adoption. Before their fatal crash. Before I became your father, I was your Godfather, and your mother was your Godmother and your aunt. I was deemed honorary Alpha until your 25th birthday. I tried to refrain from us becoming too close so that when I had to tell you this news, maybe you would be relieved, i