Shayan's pov
I have two personal rooms in my mansion, one upstairs, and the other one downstairs. The one upstairs is more comfortable and relaxing as I have furnished it to my high taste. But I didn't want to go up because I didn't want to see or hear anything that would remind me of that arrogant brat, who does nothing but show off.
She disgraced me in the presence of my man, even though Scarlet was my closest buddy, and we shared a bond, I still felt embarrassed.
Displaying her gift to trivialize my works reduces me in the presence of my men.
I don't care if, what I feel, is insecurity, but she bruised my ego and she must face my wrath.
I had ordered a maidservant to take food to her anyway, so she would stay alive to do what she was here for– use her gift for the benefit of my pack.
I dashed into the bathroom to take a cool bath.
I was in the bathroom when I heard someone unlock my door. The feminine scent hit my nostrils, and I knew it was Carla.
I chuckled.
Women seem to love toxic men, and toxicity will I give them.
I toweled my body and stepped out of the bathroom to see Carla sitting on my bed, seductively dressed.
"No pack member should see you like this," I cautioned her, stealing a glance at her pointed nipples.
I climbed the bed to give her what she came for, but her countenance changed and she switched.
"This hurts."
"It hurts a whole fucking lot," she began.
"There is nothing more heartbreaking than having to leave the man you are deeply in love with, because of some alliance that was made some donkey years ago," she said in a teary voice.
"You shouldn't have done this," she lamented.
"Take it easy, Carla," I answered softly, trying to keep my voice as quiet as I could.
"My betrothed mate is here, and it doesn't mean we would stop what we have going on between us," I said assuringly.
She smirked.
"No, Shayan, stop cooking up words, spill it as it is; you left me for another woman," she fired back, faking a teary voice.
"No, Carla," I answered softly.
"It was my father's death wish, I have to do as I promised," I continued,
"I didn't leave you for another woman, the time has come, and I have to do as my late father wills, for the pack, for his legacy, and a safe future," I said reassuringly.
"We can still be together, Shayan."
"I don't mind being your side piece," she said.
I chuckled again.
"Of course my love, I don't want her either, it is you I love," I tweaked her nose, and she giggled.
"I just cannot stand the thought of losing you and watching you be with another woman in the pack," she lamented again.
"I told you, Carla, this day will come, you
should be prepared and not let it work you up like this," I said softly, caressing her hair.
"Send her out of the pack, or kill her, nobody would know," she whispered.
"Listen, Carla, I can't do that, the council of elders is very much aware of everything.
This is what I will do,"
She widened her eyes, and stared at me with great expectancy.
"I will not mark her, and she will not be inaugurated as my Luna, she will stay in the pack only to be used for our benefit," I said, smiling at her.
"No," she said, interrupting me.
"I want only you, Shayan, I want only us, me and you together, ruling the Night Walker pack,"
"Is this too much to ask for?" she asked, her voice soft and calm.
"Guard," I shouted.
"Are you calling the guards on me?" she asked in disbelief.
"I will leave, and I hope you don't regret it," she said, as she walked out, and slammed the door.
I had to call the guards because why in the moon's name did she suggest that I kill Ivy?
I love Carla, and I love Ivy too, but Ivy already turned my love for her to hate the moment she saved us from the rogues.
That wasn't her job to do, she only reduced me in the presence of my men, and I will make her pay.
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"I will miss you, Ashley," I heard a feminine voice say.
"Wait, Scarlet," I said, beckoning him to stop walking, so I could hear the voice audibly.
Scarlet and I usually take a walk in the pack every night to do some training, and unwind when necessary.
"You don't have to leave the pack, you might get to meet your fated mate in the next ceremony," I heard another familiar feminine voice answer.
"No, Ashley, I can't stand seeing my Shayan in the arms of another woman, I would rather leave," the teary feminine voice replied.
Having heard my name in the conversation, I knew it was Carla trying to leave the pack.
"It is better to be heartbroken yet safe in the pack than become a rogue, and be prone to attacks," the other lady answered, with a tinge of concern in her voice.
"Yes, Carla, she is right," I said from behind.
The two women staggered in shock.
"Careful, please, the spot you are standing on is rocky," I said to them.
I knew this bush like the back of my palm, father and I used to train here years ago before his demise.
"Come, Carla," I said, spreading my arms.
She ran into my arms like a child.
"Please, give me some happiness," she whispered, tangling my hair with her fingers.
"Just one more night with you, my Alpha," she pleaded.
"Scarlet, take her bag back to the pack and make sure her friend is safe too," I said, dismissing them.
Immediately Carla was sure they were gone, she began taking off her clothes and started caressing my manhood.
"Relax, Carla," I whispered.
"They are gone, and your mate is not here, let me feel you again," she pleaded, unbuckling my belt.
"Make love to me, Shayan,"
"one more time," she begged again.
I carried her, and off we went, to my cave in the bush.
She turned me on in a few seconds because she knew my body so well.
She grabbed my dick and rubbed her tongue around it, the warmth in her mouth exploded in the pleasure bomb in my head.
I groaned in pleasure.
"One more night, my Alpha," she whispered into my ear as she sat on my dick. Once her pussy gripped my dick, I groaned in pleasure, squeezing her breast hard.
She had me between her legs, in the world of pleasure, when I heard a feminine voice yelp from afar.