Chapter 5

(Alpha Dax)

Dax looked at Wendy shifting in the bed. He had arrived here at her room to reject her. But when his gaze landed on her smooth thighs, he couldn't resist the bond, the pull, and force of attraction to claim her. His throat tightened. His jaw clenched, and his pheromones surged forward, filling the room, and he could smell her arousal mixed with anxiety.

"Mine!" Daniel purred within Dax's chest. "Let's not reject our mate, Dax. The moon goddess gifted her to you. She is a blessing and not a curse."

"No, way." Dax snarled at his wolf. "I will not accept a mute for a mate."

"You cannot reject Wendy. You will suffer great consequences and regret it. Emma is not ours. Wendy is," Daniel growled, surging forward to claim Wendy. He wanted to place his mark on her neck, to seal the mating bond.

"No!" Dax snarled at his wolf. "Fine, I will mate with Wendy. But she cannot be my Luna. She is too weak. Do you want her to die?"

Daniel snarled. "She won't die."

"Enough." Dax cut off the mindlink. He looked over at Wendy, trembling on her bed. Her hands clutched around her chest. Her eyes darted to the door and considered her escape.

Dax moved with slow precision. He settled on Wendy's bed, slowly and moved towards her. "You're so beautiful. How about I claim you first, and think about rejecting you later? If you do well, I can accept you as my mate," he lied, blocking his wolf from surfacing.

Dax could see the look of conflict in Wendy's eyes. She didn't trust him, but the bond was drawing her to him.

"Don't pretend like you don't know Emma is my girlfriend," Dax said, his voice noticeably calm and trying to seduce her. She was beautiful. If only she wasn't a mute. How would he present a mute to the Wolfen Council of elders as his mate? The other wolf packs would laugh at him.

Dax swallowed hard and loosened his belt. He couldn't think straight. He was caught in a dilemma. If he accepted Wendy as his mate, the other wolf pack would look down on him. He would lose the remaining dignity he had left. His pack might even come under attack.

Dax wanted to claim Wendy, but she wasn't fit to be his rule.

When his belt came off, and he freed his trousers, Dax saw Wendy's eyes pop out. She was so innocent. It was so clear that she hadn't seen a naked man before.

"Want to have a taste?" he asked, seducing her.

When Wendy touched his cock, Dax's heart exploded with warmth. He hadn't felt that way before. He wanted to feel all of her body. To claim her, before doing what needed to be done to save his pack. His prestige and his people.

Wendy had to pay the price for being his goddess-gifted mate.

Dax pulled Wendy forward and crashed his lips on hers. Her lips tasted sweet. Her peony scent wrapped him with comfort, making his heart race. His wolf purred with excitement deeply within him.

Dax cut off Wendy's pants with his claws to claim her. He had to, before sunrise. Before anyone saw him. Before her parents found out he was hers. He tried to mask his scent, but her scent was too strong.

Dax pressed his cọck against Wendy's entrance. He felt her body differ from Emma's. Her waist was slender and curvy, and he parted her legs. Before she could refuse, he thrust himself into her. Claiming what was rightfully his.

His hands held her legs apart, as he pumped himself faster. He knew if she could scream, her moans would have filled the room. Her parents would have broken down her door to find out who was the beast that had dared to defile their daughter.

Wendy moaned and whimpered beneath him.

Dax tried to take Wendy slowly. But he was an alpha and he had to sate his needs. He pushed further, deeper into her tightness. He didn't want to stop. What if she refused to let him touch her? What if she got the opportunity to call her parents and report him?

Dax silenced Wendy's lips with passionate kisses. His body sparkled with pleasure. He kept pumping in and out of her. He didn't want to stop. He pulled her up, and turned her on the bed, his hands holding her waist, and he kept on pumping into her tightness.

Dax heard the footsteps, followed by Mrs Juliet's voice. He didn't stop; he pumped faster. He was close to his climax. He could feel his knot building in her core. He was getting there. He hadn't felt this way with Emma. Was this the difference between his goddess-gifted mate and his chosen mate?

The knocking on the door startled him. Dax pushed deeper into Wendy, claiming her, and he pressed further into her. He could feel her womb welcoming him. Her body shuddering beneath him. Her sweat mixed with his. Her orgasm filling the room. Finally, her mother left. It was just the two of them.

Dax finally reached his climax. He wanted to pull away, to prevent any unwanted pup. But Wendy's womb held his cọck firmly. He couldn't withdraw himself until he was done emptying his seed into her.

This was not part of the plan. What the hell was he doing?

Dax tried to pull away, but his lips tasted the sore spot on Wendy's neck. She was lying on her stomach. Her back was pressed to his chest. He leaned forward to the bed and kissed her neck, that sensitive spot, before he could pull away.

Daniel surged forward, taking Dax by surprise and marking the sensitive spot on Wendy's neck. She moaned, struggling to break free. He tasted her blood, and it was mixed with her peony scent.

Dax finally pulled away from Wendy. He was angry at his wolf. He didn't want to place his mark on Wendy. He gritted his teeth and picked up his trousers and belt and dressed up.

Wendy lay on the bed weakly. She hadn't expected Dax to ravish her like that.

Dax looked at Wendy. His jaw tightened. "I didn't mean to mark you. You cannot be my Luna," he said, his voice cold. His eyes locked with hers. He saw the pain in her eyes. She drew a deep breath.

"If I wasn't the Alpha's son, I would have accepted you, but you will bring nothing but disgrace to me. Do not spit about what happened here between us. Unless, you know what my parents will do to you," Dax said, his cold voice threatening Wendy. His heart shattering as he saw the fresh tears streaming down her cheeks.

Wendy looked away, trembling on the bed. Her body still shivering from the multitude of orgasms that filled her.

Dax cleared his throat and declared, "I, Dax Boston, of the Boston Pack, reject you, Wendy Clayton, as my mate!"

His heart ached painfully as he coughed up blood. He expected the bond to break, but Wendy lay there still.

"Accept my rejection?" Dax moved to the bed and pressed Wendy's jaw. She couldn't speak. Her eyes shut and she fainted from the gravity of the situation.

"Damn it." Dax cursed his bad luck. He knew Wendy was still breathing. She wasn't dead, as her wolf, Poppy, snarled at him with anger, before she lost consciousness too.

Dax's wolf shut him out, too. He felt empty. He knew he couldn't shift. He searched her room for her clothes, before he found a black dress. He wrapped it around his head and used it to cover his face, just as he pulled the door window. The wind blew against him. The full moon disappearing.

Dax jumped out of the window and left the Omega quarters. As he ran away, he went to the stream to have a bath. When he reached there, he pulled off the black dress that he had used to shield his face. His heart ached.

"Daniel!!" Dax called his wolf. His wolf was gone, silent. He felt empty. He knew it was wrong for a werewolf to reject their goddess-gifted mate.

Dax stripped off his clothes and kept them aside. He went into the stream to have his bath and wash off Wendy's scent.

"Alpha, we caught some rogues at the pack's border," Ares mindlinked him.

"Take them to the cell," Dax ordered, before he finished his bath.

When he got out of the stream, Dax picked up his shirt and trousers and wore them. He stuffed Wendy's black dress under his shirt and walked home.