SUBMISSION TO THE ALPHA

sroom, glancing for him. And... why were my lips tingling like that, again? after the bell rang, tossing me my backpack. "What was that all about?" Derek asked a few minutes I walked with him down th

ter days when Luna Raya was still alive and inviting me over to play with eight-year-old Robert , I climbed into bed. Trying to shake the stress of try- outs tomorrow and... maybe wanting to make Robert a bit angry again tonight. Since he pulled me out of class, I couldn't stop thinking about him. His strong arms wrapped around me, his cock pressed against my ass, his fingers so damn close to my pussy, the way he made my heart race faster than it ever had. I pushed a hand between my legs, rubbed my clit, and pictured one of his rough, calloused hands wrapped around his cock, stroking it back and forth as he watched me from the forest. Was it wrong? Yes. I didn't even know if we were mates yet; I would find out when I turned eighteen. Though sex between two werewolves who weren't mated was frowned upon and werewolves were expected to be virgins prior to mating, alphas tended to stray from that rule. They were notoriously known to sleep with a handful of women before finding their mates. I didn't know about Robert 's sex-life. All I knew was that I couldn't keep it together with him. Every time I saw him training, his thick muscle glistening under the sun, I just wanted him to push me against the nearest tree and fuck me until I could barely move. A wave of pleasure rushed through my body. I continued to rub my clit in small quick circles, thinking about him. His hand around my neck, pulling me to him with each thrust. Pumping in and out and in and out. Oh, Moon Goddess. I grasped the bedsheets and moaned softly. His minty scent filled my nostrils, yet I didn't see him in the woods. He smelt like he was closer. Someone knocked on the front door, and I ignored it, deciding to sink further into my silky black sheets instead. Mom and Dad always told me never to answer the door for strangers, so for once in my life I was planning on listening to their advice. Heat warmed my core, making my whole body tingle. I was so close to cumming; I wasn't about to stop. My door was suddenly slammed open. I pulled my hand away from my panties, sat up, and yanked the sheets over my body, my heart racing. Robert stood in the doorway, golden eyes ravishing me. I gulped and pulled the sheets closer as he walked to the bed. Sure, having him watch me from deep in the forest was fine. But now he was here. So close and so fucking angry. He growled. "What did I fucking tell you?" His jaw twitched. "You don't listen." Why was he here? It wasn't even dark out yet. He should be at the packhouse, doing alpha stu, training people, yelling through his phone at someone, giving orders to his guards. Not in my bedroom, not stalking closer and closer to me like I was his prey, not staring at my body like he wanted to destroy it. He yanked the blanket o me, his gaze lingering on my nipples poking through my thin white t-shirt. "Here I was thinking you were some sweet innocent girl." He sat on the bed, making it dip, and pulled me over his knee. He rubbed his large, calloused hand over my bare ass. "I'm going to show you how I treat people in my pack who don't follow orders." One of his fingers hooked under my panties, and he pulled them down my thighs. After rubbing my ass gently one more time, he smacked it hard. I bit my lip, trying to hold back a moan. Then he did it again. And again. And again. Until my pussy was dripping wet. I crossed one leg over the other, so he couldn't see just how much this was turning me on. "Are you going to be a good girl from now on?" he asked. His cock was hard against my stomach. I paused, my core clenching. "Answer me, Arabella," he said, his hand gripping my ass. "No," I whispered. "No?" He pulled some hair out of my face and roughly forced it back. "No?" "No." He gripped onto my thighs, forcing my legs apart, and pushed two fingers against my folds. "Does disobeying me make you this fucking wet?" he asked, fingers sliding up to my clit. He rubbed small circles around it and inhaled my scent deeply. "Yes." I moaned. "Look at me when you're talking." I gazed up at his golden eyes and furrowed my brows together. "Yes, Alpha." His fingers moved faster, and I squeezed my eyes shut. This had to be a dream. This had to be a fucking dream. Here I was... lying over my alph