RIVERVILLE PACK
Alora's had fully recovered and had blended into the pack. It became Cecelia's responsibility to take care of her and her unborn child.
Life was more blissful and peaceful in Riverville than Broln. She was a servant to none and got no glares or sneers, rather love.
And she became grateful to Floyd for pushing her into a pack where she could taste the feeling of being loved and cared for.
But no day passed that she didn't miss Duanne and Otto, the two people who stood by her throughout her turbulent times.
The two people who worked hard to make sure she wasn't sentenced and killed.
As for Floyd, the images of their intimate moments occupied her head.
She'd forced her brain to erase all his memories, but was there a memory greater than the growing child in her? Can that memory be erased?
As for Cecelia and Sebastene, they didn't asked who she was and how she came into their pack.
But there was one person who hated Alora, it was Annalise.
Since the day Sebastene sent her out of his chamber, she never got closer to him as he relieved her of her duty, to serve him.
Seeing someone from nowhere replace her in the royal house, soared her anger.
She had no idea who Alora was and her mission in their pack, but had seen how close she was to the alpha and his mother.
"Thank you mother." Alora took the soup Cecelia prepared for her and began to drink slowly.
"Finish it, then I'll bring more." She smiled as she watched her drink the soup.
"Mmh." She hummed as she drank.
"Do you like it?"
"Yes! Yes! Very well!"
Soon, she emptied the bowl and rubbed her belly. "I'm filled. "
"No, I'll get more, your child needs more nutrient." Then Cecelia hurried to get more.
Alora's expression changed the moment the child was mentioned.
She gazed down on her stomach and a deep pool of sadness gathered in her heart.
"Will he be beautiful?" She muttered but Cecelia who just came in with the bowl of soup in her hand heard her and smiled.
She knew she was referring to the child as her gaze was on her belly.
"Of course! More than his father and mother!"
The father? Alora's face twisted as though she was trying not to shed tears.
"His father is a great man mother, but willful most times." Her voice was heavy with emotions.
Sebastene who was about coming in heard her words and halted. For the first time in weeks, she spoke about the father of her child.
"He must be handsome too." Sebastene, came in and shut the door. Their gazes shifted on him.
Her face flushed. Floyd was indeed handsome.
"But I found myself here because of him."
Was it because of him or because of the accusation?
"What happened?" Sebastene took a seat beside his mother.
Alora was silent, contemplating whether to tell them or not, but since they saved her and took good care of her, she decided to open up.
"I was mated to him, but he despised me because I have no wolf, then things turned out better between us, he marked me but I was accused and ran for my life."
A sudden frown warped Sebastene's face frowned. "He accused you?"
"No, he didn't, someone else did."
A look of puzzlement crossed his face. "Then how's it his fault?"
She paused and thought for a moment, then scratched her head. Waylon, the seer accused her then the so called evidence was found in her bag.
It was Floyd's responsibility as the alpha to sentence her immediately or face the wrath of his people and other packs.
So how was it his fault? She opened her mouth to speak but no word came out.
"Or you hate him so much to push the blames on him?" Her silence meant uncertainty.
Does she hate Floyd? She shook her head.
"Don't you ever wish to return to him?" Cecelia asked. Alora thought momentarily then lowered her head.
"I wish to but I can't."
"Which pack?" But she kept mute, she preferred not to disclose any other information aside the ones she had already leaked.
Seeing she wasn't willing to speak any further, Sebastene ceased to question her.
BROLN PACK
Denovan heard of her daughters predicament and paid a visit to Floyd.
"You promised to treat my daughter well Floyd?"
For Hera to send a distress message to him, it meant all wasn't well.
"Is your daughter treated badly in my pack, Alpha Denovan?"
He was slouched in his chair, too lazy to even have a discussion with Denovan
"She isn't marked Floyd!"
Anger began to simmer in Floyd. His marked mate was out in the cursed pack with his heir growing in her.
He was yet to come up with a plan on how to see them and Denovan sat in his court spouting nonsense.
"Why not ask Selene on my behalf Denovan!!" He rose angrily from his royal seat, his body began to expand in rage.
"You may leave my pack Alpha Denovan, I'm not in the best of moods to attend to you."
His eyes narrowed into slits and he willed his hands to stop trembling.
But Denovan didn't realize how much he withheld his anger, how much he willed his fist not to collide with his aging face.
"How dare you Floyd!!"
And his fury erupted and flow through the court like hot lava. "Say that again Denovan!!"
He stormed to him, rolled his shoulders back and condescended to the middle aged alpha, who trembled as a sharp bolt of fear hit him.
"You come to my pack uninvited to speak boorishly!! Do I look like Trevor who you tricked to become your slave or do my pack look like those feeble ones you captured!!"
He held his collar and pulled him up, his fierce gaze tearing Denovan apart.
"Do you know only my beta can crush you?"
Denovan regretted coming over to Broln, he regretted reading his daughter's letter, regretted questioning Floyd.
How did he forget Floyd was formidable, one alpha who he wouldn't dare to contend with. "Easy Floyd."
His pulse had skyrocketed, that if Floyd didn't stop soon, his corpse would be lying in his court.
"Shut up!!" Floyd released him forcefully and he slumped heavily into the sofa.
"Who's there!!" Floyd thundered, and a guard rushed in.
"Call the luna immediately!!" And speedily, the guard left to call Hera.
Not quite long, she came into the court. "My alpha, father." She bowed.
"You can pack your things, your father came to take you home."
And the father and daughter gaped in shock.
"Floyd I ..."
"Didn't she tell you how badly she's treated in my pack? Return to Herith with her!!"
Floyd interrupted Denovan, then stormed out.
"Father, what happened?" She stared at her trembling father who was yet to recover from the panic.
"I'll return home sweetheart." Then he skedaddled out of the court.
Once Floyd left the court, he furiously headed to the seer.
Otto kicked against his wish to look for Alora and he couldn't keep living in anguish. There must be a way.
When the seer saw him, he felt a rush of fear through his body and his stomach churned.
"What brought the great alpha of Bro..."
"Cut your deceptive words Waylon!! I'm not here for frivolities, I need to know Selene's intentions so get your butt on that seat and summon her!!"
A deep sense of uneasiness held Waylon rigid and he lowered his head.
"I Alpha Floyd order you to summon the goddess!!"
Enough of the hurt, enough of the heart aches. What exactly does Selene want from him?
"I'm sorry alpha, I can't....ca....no...I can't....speak with the goddess an..y....more."
Fear squeezed valiance from his voice and his words broke into stutters.
Floyd's forehead wrinkled and he peered intently at Waylon. "You can't speak to the goddess?"
Waylon knelt immediately before him.
"My inner eyes have been blinded from seeing her, my strength is gone, I'm empty."
Sadness surged in his voice and his eyes misted over.
Floyd narrowed his eyes, his anger faded. "What do you mean?"
"I've sinned against the goddess, I wish she would send death to me than the misery I'm living in."
Floyd stared intently at him, he looked troubled and he could see tears hanging in his eyes.
He squatted before him. "I can't comprehend your words."
Waylon looked at him with his teary eyes. "I'm sorry alpha, your mother made me do it! Alora is innocent, we framed her!"
And Floyd felt a heavy thwack in his head. He looked at Waylon in horror, then slowly stood up.
"You framed her?" He muttered.
"Yes, we did. A moon and few weeks ago, your mother came to me."
FLASH BACK.
"Haven't you been longing for my body?" Layana took coquettish steps towards Waylon, then lowered and kissed his lips lightly.
"Don't you want a taste of me?" She nibbled his nose and his organ throbbed.
"Layana! Stop!" He mumbled but she deepened the kiss.
"Doesn't my lips taste good?"
Waylon peered his gaze into her face as he felt his full hardening.
Her hand went to his groin and he rubbed his bulge, a mischievous smile surfaced on her face.
"See? It wants me."
His breathing accelerated and thundered in his head.
She knelt slowly, unzipped his pants, her lascivious eyes locked on his flushed face, and at a slow pace freed his lenght.
She slowly lowered her face, nibbled his tip with her lips and he jerked. "Layana!"
"I can do it better than your wife."
Then she took the whole lenght into her mouth and began to move on it.
"Fuck Layana!!" He slouched down in the sofa, and held its arms tightly. Her movement intensified and his eyes bulged
"Goddess!!"
Then she pulled it out of her mouth and licked the tip again, tucked it into his pants and winked at him.
"Do you like it?"
He was disappointed, she should finish up what she started, so he pulled her into his arms but she pulled out of his grip immediately.
"Not yet Waylon, I can satisfy you for a moon if you'll grant my wish."
A man with a spiked libido had no thought of his own so he nodded readily.
With a victorious smile on her face, she listed her conditions.
"That girl Alora, I want her completely out of my son's life, lay a heavy accusation on her and I'll satisfy your sexual needs for a month."
Waylon narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, then shifted his gaze on her.
"Two moons and I'm in. Satisfy me for one moon and I'll grant your wish then complete the second moon."
What a greedy man, but it doesn't matter. "Deal"
Immediately, he pulled her into his embrace and began to savour her lips.
How long he'd wished to have her, ever since the former alpha who was her husband was alive.
He cupped her bosom caged in their confinement, his lips relishing hers.
"Get yourself out of this" He muttered and she slowly slipped out of her dress, giving him a flirtatious look and licking her lips seductively.
The moment his eyes met her bare body, his organ jerked violently and he walked over to her. He didn't want to waste time, so lifted her onto the couch.
"I can't wait!" He muttered while parting her legs.
"Then don't wait." She smiled lustfully and immediately, he slowly drove into her and began to thrust speedily.
"So good Layana!" He rubbed her clit while he thrust and all she could let out was loud scream of pleasure.
"Harder Waylon!!" How much she missed this. Ever since the demise of her husband, her core had not been tended to.
"Fuck Waylon!" He kept thrusting, not letting his hands rest, as they trailed all round her body.
He turned her over, made her kneel, her chest leaning on the sofa, then he began to thrust from behind.
"Waylon!!"
She moaned as his lenght hit her sensitive spot. He grabbed her bosom, squeezed the dots gently and she threw her head backward, her hand went under to grab his balls.
"Shit!!" The more she stroked his balls, the more he felt his load flood to his tip. And then he groaned, pulled out and spilled his load on her rear cheeks.
"Fuck!!" He groaned deeply, trembling for a moment, then laid on her back.
"So good Layana!"
"Keep your own side of the deal in a month." She reminded him.
"Of course."
PRESENT DAY
A heavy punch on his face sent him tumbling.
"You framed my mate!! Sent her away!! How dare you Waylon!!"
He dashed to him, lifted him and smashed him on the ground. His wolf wished to be freed but he caged it.
"Kill me alpha, I want to die!!"
He yelled as Floyd sent several punches on him. Blood sipped from his mouth and nose.
"I'll kill you Waylon!!" His rage turned him into a beast and he began to throttle him.
The veins of his forehead bulged and his eyes popped out.
Waylon eyes widened, his mouth hung open, his heart beat decelerated as his alpha towed him into the world of his ancestors.
Then he quickly let go of his neck and Waylon fell heavily on the ground, his hand on his painful neck.
"Let the goddess deal with you!!" And in rage he stormed out and returned to the royal house.