Projections

Damien POV:

Her long brown hair fell down her back in waves as she rode me reverse cow girl. My fingers travelled up her back towards her neck, gripping it as I turned her head towards me, kissing those pouty lips. She moaned, "Oh Damien!" I growled as my cock throbbed inside of her, I kissed her neck and she moaned again. She was so wet and slippery, I pushed her down into doggy and momentarily pulled out as I aligned myself perfectly before slamming into her, "yes Alpha!" She cried out, "fuck me like your dirty whore!" Her words were sending me over the edge, I grabbed her hair, pulling her back up into me as my other hand found her perky breasts, "Oh Olivia!" I growled as I came deep inside her. She scrambled off and away after we had both finished and looked at me irritated, "what's wrong?" I asked as I pulled on my tshirt and watched her get dressed, "my names not Olivia!" She exclaimed, I rolled my eyes, "I'm sorry, what was it again?" I asked switching on my charming smile, "Alice," she smiled back. These dumb she wolves were so easy to play, especially when you're a future Alpha. "Well, Alice, I had a lot of fun," I said as I pulled open the side drawer and handed her the morning after pill, she took it and popped it into her mouth before swallowing.

She looked nothing like Olivia when you looked at her face but from behind it didn't matter. "So would you like my number?" She asked as she twirled a brown strand of her freshly fucked hair, the bracelets on her wrist jingling, "sure," I said and she wasted no time in scribbling down something on an old receipt, "call me, if you're ever need anything," she said extending the dirty piece of paper to me, "Alpha Damien." She fluttered her long lashed brown eyes and my cock throbbed again. I grabbed the paper and squashed it in my fist, "I think I will be calling, sooner rather than later." She smiled at that as she bent over to pick up her bag, her mini skirt revealing that she wasn't wearing the thong I took of her when she arrived. Damn! This girl was slutty in the best way! With one last seductive look over her shoulder, she was gone. I laid back onto the bed, staying at an airport hotel was not a part of the plan but when your mate is your sister and you haven't rejected her yet, it makes a lot of sense why you wouldn't or shouldn't show up earlier than expected when returning home.

My phone started ringing in that moment, think of the devil, it was my mother. "Hello," I answered, "my boy!" She gushed with excitement, "did you land yet?" She asked and I smiled into my cell phone, "yes last night, I was just too jet lagged to come home," there was silence on her end, "I understand," she said. It was an uncomfortable silence after that but it wasn't unusual for me because my mother knew. She knew everything. "Would you like to meet for breakfast?" She asked and I could hear the longing in her voice to see me, "why not?" I said, "great, just text me your hotel details and I will come to your hotel and meet you for breakfast." She sounded so happy. "Okay mom, see you in a bit," I said, "love you," she said, "love you too." I cut the call and stretched, I needed to shower but my dick was hard again and I was so tired from last night's escapades. That brunette chick, what was her name again? I totally forgot, she was on another level but being back here had made my wolf completely restless, there was one thing he wanted and that was our mate. I closed my eyes briefly remembering her as I left, she was beautiful and sad and it killed me to walk away but I was an Alpha and no one would respect an Alpha who bedded his sister. I couldn't bring that shame upon my family or her. I needed to control myself and my wolf because he was the real problem, always sniffing her clothes and trying to find her. I stood up and headed to the bathroom, turning on the shower as I remembered the moment I found out she was my mate.

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"Happy Birthday son!" Beamed my father, the house was littered with people from our pack, friends and family. Everyone was so happy to see me turn eighteen and at 17:33 exactly, I would be. I blew out my candles and then I was hit with this delicious scent of jasmine, "what is that?" I asked, my mom looked at me puzzled as the drinking continued, "what is what Damien?" She asked, "that beautiful smell, it's so sweet," her face lit up at my words, "Sweet Goddess! You've found your mate!" She gushed, "well, follow your nose, lets meet her!" I did as I was told, following the scent outside and there she stood, her long brown hair blowing in the wind as she chatted up a storm to Micheal, my best friend. I let out a growl and everyone looked at me including her and Micheal. Their heads snapped in unison and I'll never forget the way her lips parted in confusion. My mother watching this whole scene unfold grabbed my arm, digging her nails into my skin and pulled me away. "You cannot tell anyone about this!" She hissed when we were alone, "we would all be ruined if this came out!" She was pacing my father's office, "what does this mean?" I asked, confused as to why my sister was my mate. Her eyes snapped up to me, remembering I was there, "nothing! It's a mistake, the Moon Goddess made a mistake!" She continued to pace, "speak to no one about this Damien!"

The next day, I was shipped off to Australia and I didn't even say goodbye.