《The New Alpha》Chapter 26
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The sky looks dark and dull, grey clouds sweep across the open stary sky. Haunting moist air makes a chill go down my back. The woods around me are deathly quiet. The field I stand in is the furthest from the pack but still remains in the territory. I feel strangely strong, I feel as if I'm the brightest thing all around me, I look down at my skin and it seems as if I have captured the hidden sun.
I'm startled to look over and see both my parents struck in fear as they look up at the full glowing moon, peaking from behind the clouds. My Mother is on her knees hands folded and my Father stands crouched with her. They both stare hypnoticly at the growing moon, with every second it gets bigger and pulses as if it's talking in anger. The next thing I see knocks me off my feet.
Scar stands in her wolf form at the edge of the tree line. Growling and bearing her teeth. Her eyes look at me with pure deathly hatred. I try to scream but my vocal cords stay still as I try to rush to my feet. Soon more werewolves appear behind Scar as if she leads them. They all howl at once, up to to moon god, the deep piercing sounds makes my heart stop. I look everywhere for Maddox, searching, praying he's near.
As I scan the area I see a wolf with pitch black fur, eyes golden brown and I know it's him. At first I smile but I realise he's in the mass of other black wolves behind Scar. He makes no attempt to save me...he looks at me like he doesn't even know who I am. Tears stain my cheeks, they fall so hard and fast I'd be surprised if my skin wasn't permanently indented.
I see my mother slowly turn to me with her hypnotised eyes turned white "Soon my dear, prepare yourself for the beginning of our new world" she says in a god like voice. My mind starts to spiral and I try my best to keep my heart from pounding out of my rib cage.
The forest around me begins to close in, shielding me from the threats around. Soon the trees get too dense and I'm left alone. In darkness.
Jolting awake I instantly feel a hand on my shoulders. Maddox leans over me. The moon light is soft against his sharp and tired features "Everly? Why are you crying?" He says hurriedly, quickly waking up
I blink my eyes rapidly and find the tears slip down my skin. It takes a moment for me to realise it was just a dream but I'm not as relieved as I had hoped. I'm still scared. My body is so hot I feel like I can't breath.
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As I look at him I see the golden brown eyes from my dream. As if under a spell or hypnotised. I scoot away from him a little "Everly" he reaches out his hand to touch my cheek but again I pull away unable to find the words. "Baby please tell me what's wrong" by now this is the most I've ever seen him panic. He doesn't move a muscle; not wanting to be rejected by his touch again.
Finally my vocal cords become loose again and my arms unrestrict themselves from my body. "Sorry" I say horsely, now able to look into the soft teary eyed Maddox. "Bad dream" is all I'm able to say, remembering my parents stunned faces, Scars demon like eyes and all the hungry eyed wolves behind her...The strange voice. I shiver at the flashback.
"Please" I had not realised his hand was out stretched to me. His eyes hold as much rejection and hurt in them as I can imagine. I quickly take his hand and he pulls me in. I don't know what I was thinking, Maddox would never be anything like that and the last werewolf to follow Scar.
That idiot Herk made me dream that after the things he said...what game is he playing?
My mind is cut off by Maddox "are you still afraid of me" he asks hardly above a whisper...a thing a Alpha never does.
I pull back as I process his words "what no?! Of course not" guilt starts to settle in as I look at his face
"You were though...not two minutes ago...you looked at me the same way you did the first few times we spoke" he looks away from me and try's his best to collect himself
I pull myself to him and hug his neck and I straddle his legs "I promise I'm not afraid of you. I love you more than anything in the world. It was different in the beginning you didn't know how to communicate without scaring me or making me feel like you hated me" I say with a soft laugh remembering and thinking how foolish I was
"I'm sorry...I didn't know how..I-" I cut him off with my lips on his and kiss him as tenderly as I am capable. He pulls me closer to him so now my legs are completely wrapped around his hips. His hands go under my shirt and softly cascade down my back.
We've been so busy worrying about anything and everything else we haven't had time to indulge in one another. His hands wrap around and slowly move there way up my stomach, my heart pounds in anticipation knowing where the path leads. His teeth nip at my bottom lip and I close my throat to stifle a moan. He slowly moves to my neck his tongue gliding, lips sucking, and teeth nipping at the soft skin. It send a shiver straight through my body and I grip onto his strong arm and slowly begin to rock my hips against him. A deep growl escapes from his lips and his actions become more intense. Making it impossible for me to stifle the noises from my lips.
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For a moment his lips stop and he looks up at me. My eyes roll open and my lips instinctfully pout at his stopping. "I'm sorry about my Father if he made you uncomfortable or if the whole thing bored you" he says "I know it's been so crazy lately with everything going on...I'm sorry I haven't been there with you and I've just been worrying-"
"Maddox stop" I whine wanting to get back to what we were doing "none of that is true. It's not your fault and we've all been worrying and trying to get passed everything going on." I tell him holding his face in my hands "but for right now I don't want to think about any of that...I just want you." my voice sounds different than usual but I ignore it
He places a soft touch to my lips "I love you" he breaths against me "I'll love you for as long as I live...and I promise to protect you with my life"
My heart swells in my chest as I grasp his neck with my hands and go back to tenderly kissing his sweet lips. Our lips pause for just a moment as he rips the shirt over my head. I gasp quietly feeling his lips run down my neck to my chest. He wraps his arms around my back and brings me down onto the soft sheets. My legs stay wrapped around him and I bring his center closer to mine. I run my hands down each muscle of his bare chest and down over his back. Each move with my touch causes his breathing to fault.
Small speckles of sweat appear on his chest as I kiss down his body. A fire so hot ignites in me and I feel like a different person as I move to remove his boxers. I take him into my mouth slowly and teasingly. He grips the bed and cuss words leave his mouth in a rush. I move my head up and down and keep my eyes locked on his heavenly face. "Fuck, keep looking at me" he groans out when his eyes meet mine
I obey and make my movements faster as I add my hand for help. "Everly" he curses my name and it only heightens my need, my skin is hot and the need for him inside me over takes me
I release him from my mouth and I hear him groan, I remove my shorts and underwear, leaving me completely naked like him. His eyes slowly open and look at me and instantly turn from liquid gold to hard black. "Fuck" is all he says as I move us so he is on top of me
I pull his chest down on me and feverishly waiting for him. I pull at his body, craving and needing him. My mind is mush and a haze takes over my movements.
"Everly wait" he says but I can tell he doesn't want to stop
"No" is all I say and raise my hips to meet his
I see his eyes roll to the back of his head as he closed his eyes and shivers. I feel powerful, wanted and craved. "Everly" he try's to be strong sounding but it comes out as a moan
As my hips position themselves against him and he pulls away and I growl. I still crave his touch, I want him, the fever still pulses through me. As he looks at me it's like I'm unfamiliar.
"Everly" he says my name again as he grabs my wrists lightly but it still keeps me from bringing him back to me, our breathing both calms
The high soon subsides as moments pass without his touch and I shake my head "I'm so sorry" I look away from him "I- I don't know what came over me"
I mean it. I've never been one to need sex, but what just happened....the feeling I had made me feel like if I didn't get it I'd explode. "No, don't apologize...I'm sorry" Maddox holds my cheek "believe me I want to, more than anything but after your birthday" he says and I nod
"You're right" I shake my head and place my head in my hands, embarrassed
He holds me in his arms and brings us back under the covers. He rests his fingers on my forehead "are you sure you're feeling ok? You're so hot" he tells me
"Yes I'm fine...I just need more sleep" I tell him but I can tell he doesn't believe me
I ignore his stare and try to come up with an explanation for my behavior but come short as I drift back into sleep.
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