Page 36 of The Alpha's Seer
I roll my head to the side to see Alexia stalking up to me, her catlike features pulling into a smile that used to make my dick hard.
Not anymore. It’s as limp as a raw sausage.
Now? It's the little bookworm who choked on my dick that does it for me. The wide-eyed brunette that fucks herself over dirty books.
Who refuses to admit she's my mate.
“Why did you do that?” Alexia continues; her smile cannot disguise the jealousy in her voice. Alexia, with platinum blonde hair and legs for days, with tits that I've buried myself in more times than I can count.
But none of that matters now.
“Because she's my mate,” I tell her, watching her aqua eyes shatter. “I'm sorry, Alexia.”
“So I was just a bit of fun to you?” she spits, her eyes flashing.
I want to remind her I'm her Alpha, and that she needs to speak to me with respect, but I have to acknowledge her anger and frustration. Maybe she thought she'd be the next Luna.
Fat chance.She's sucked more wolf dick than anyone I know.
“Did I ever claim otherwise?” I snap, trying to hold on to my anger. “Did I ever tell you I loved you? No. We fucked. That's it. As I said, I'm sorry, but hopefully, you'll meet your mate soon enough.”
And hopefully, he knows a good seamstress for that pussy of yours.
“You're an asshole, Calix!” Alexia hisses, turning away. “A fuckingasshole!”
“And still your Alpha,” I mutter, shaking my head as I walk away. “Never shit on your doorstep, yet here I am, surrounded by it.”
When I enter the packhouse, it falls quiet, and I scan the faces of the wolves resting in the lounge.
“What is it?” I snap, thoroughly pissed off now.
Leona, one of my favorite younger wolves, clears her throat.
“Blair was crying, Alpha.”
My eyes narrow, and I storm away, half running, half striding to our room. Vix is coming out of the room, with a troubled look on her face. She sees me and swallows but holds her hands up to slow me down.
“Wait,” she says, her eyes stern. “She's emotional. That's all.”
“Why is she crying?” I demand.
“Well...” Vix shrugs and looks at me with sadness. “She thinks she's a prisoner here. We all heard her cries, but I found her sound asleep. But she was talking in her sleep about being held prisoner here. I'm sorry, Calix; I know you've waited a long time for your mate.”
My chest feels like it's being crushed.
Blair feels like a prisoner?
Fuck!
I nod at Vix, and she pats my arm before walking away. “Try to be nice, Alpha.”
I grit my teeth and scowl, but I know she's right. Iamforcing Blair to be here. I told her she's my mate, whether she likes it or not.
I push open the door, and my breath leaves my body at the sight of her in the cute panda onesie I ordered Vix to get for her. She's curled up in my bed, clutching the sheets to her, her body shaking with occasional hiccups from her sobs.
Shame creeps up on me like a sly enemy, and I bow my head.
I brought her here to be safe, and I lost it when she said she wasn't my mate. My wolf snaps at me, and I tell him to fuck off.
