Alpha Wyler
I walked into the office and found Johnathan and another up and coming male sitting in the chairs across from my desk.
“Afternoon.” I greeted them.
“Alpha.” They both said in unison to me.
I sat down in the leather swivel chair and gave Johnathan a pressing glance. the male beside him looked anxious but that was because everyone knew what Johnathan was doing there and everyone wanted his position now that it was technically available.
“We've got our personal belongings packed.” Johnathan informed me. “I just want to say again, I apologize for not being honest with you and appreciate the position, while it lasted.”
I eyed him, that had been a well rehearsed line. I grunted, “leave.” Snapping my fingers at the younger, jumpy male I couldn't remember his name at the moment. He came to life and left without another word.
Johnathan tensed and I noticed that with some amusement.
“Jesus, John, I'm not going to kill you.”
He tried to relax but didn't succeed.
“This entire day I've been thinking of who would take your place. It occurred to me none of these damn males are ready. What's your opinion?”
Johnathan sighed. “Donovan could come into it.”
I thought for a moment. “No.”
He sighed. “You have slim pickings. None of them are quite able and I'm not saying that to save my ass.”
“Your ass is long from being saved.” I laughed and he nodded, coming to terms quite well with the situation. “Do you have any feelings for Olivia?”
“None, sir, at all.”
I nodded. “And from what I am understanding, she came onto you the few times?”
“She did. She can be fairly demanding but I don't want to speak ill of Liv.”
“Of course not, she's your Luna.” I tapped my fingers on the desk as I thought of the end result here. I'd have no Beta. Not another qualified like Johnathan, the rest were much too omega for my taste. I'd have to pull from another pack and I didn't like that idea. “This isn't a good start to my new position, John.”
“I know. I should have told you. I had opportunity.”
I grunted, leaning back in my chair as I thought. “Olivia would like me to spare you.”
My beta stiffened in his chair.
“She's begged me.” Well, in a way she did. I made her take a nice punishment for it and she spent the drive home in my lap like a sweet little thing. My cock grew from the thought of her tiny mouth swallowing my load only an hour ago. Olivia had significantly changed her tune with me since that morning and I could have been jeopardizing that but I was about to do something I wouldn't have normally ever done – all because of her. “I'll pardon you.”
Johnathan gulped.
“This time,” I said in a clear voice.
“Thank you, Caleb.” In private, Johnathan was permitted to call me by my first name. We'd become friends over the past six months during my lead up to taking over Silvermoon and I had begun to see him as a sort of brother, aside from this glitch.
I gave him a nod. “Go unpack.”
Johnathan stood under command. Walking to the door, that is what I liked about him – he didn't say too much, he just did as he was told but one could count on him to cover your back if needed. As he left my office, I opened my laptop and hoped I wasn't making a huge error of judgement but I was fairly confident in Olivia's change of heart towards me. Since fisting her small cunt in the woods, her body had become malleable in my hands, her eyes big and entranced and lastly, she'd started obeying. At dinner we would discuss rules and maybe later that evening I would sit her in my lap and kiss her. I was dying to kiss her and her bratty mouth.
I stayed on the computer a bit longer than I should have, answering emails and looking at a few business reports that had come in on the timber lots. Nearing five at night, I decided it was enough for the day and closed my computer to leave my office. When I stepped out into the quiet hall I could hear a few things clearly- the cooks in the kitchen and someone sweeping the floors downstairs but I did not hear Olivia. I could smell her though and I followed it to our bedroom.
She was curled up in bed, napping and I wandered over to watch her. What a peaceful little thing she was asleep. I didn't want to wake her and have her start running her mouth – which would be inevitable. I leaned over the bed and with the tip of my finger, I traced her cheek, making her stir. that's when the blankets shifted off her hip and revealed her bare ass for me.
I didn't need a memo on what Olivia had been doing in bed, or why she was now sleeping like a lamb because of it. The lineup on her ass was easy and I smacked her good, sending her awake in a startle.
“Ah!” She reached out and grabbed my thigh, realizing as the moments passed what I'd done to her exposed bottom.
“Olivia, did you get yourself off?”
She stayed frozen in the bed, waking up but trying to form a reply.
“I told you to behave.”
“Is cumming not behaving?” She quipped.
I took my flat palm to smack her again and she flung herself away to avoid me, doing a good job but not totally realizing what she was getting herself into.
“Get over here,” I growled as she stayed on her hands and knees across the bed from me.
Her heart rate was wicked fast, but that's what disobeying your Alpha did.
“Rule number one. You never cum without permission.”
She gulped.
“Rule number two. You never move away or run away from me – unless I say so.” It made me smirk, sometimes I liked a chase, the challenge came with its set of thrills.
She sat up, her bare bum falling to her calves as she sat defeated. I walked around the bed to her.
“Rule number three.” I wrapped her loose hair up in my fist and gave it a tug, which made her yelp. “You call me Alpha at pack functions, Caleb around the house and Daddy in private.”
She nodded against my hold on her and I bent her forward, smacking her ass.
“What was that?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
It was impressive how hard she made me and I bit into her shoulder with more force than I should have. She moaned loud and I knew it went straight through the walls, not that I gave a shit. I wanted to rip her in two- metaphorically of course- while sending my cock up inside her and putting a pup in her womb. She would take it too, all night when the time came for that.
I wrapped my arm around her small waist and palmed her flat stomach. Envisioning it swelling with my child, my heir – god, I needed to fuck her. We needed to mate and it needed it to happen as soon as fucking possible.
I let her go suddenly before I did something I shouldn't and stepped back. “Get your ass covered, it's dinner time.”
She slipped off the bed and did as I told her, wiggling her hips a little too much and teasing my cock as she put on her leggings at her dresser. “How was your meeting?”
“Just fine.” I was calming down while I waited for her. In all my years of having, fucking and looking after submissive women, not one could get me as fired up as Olivia – but rightly so, she was my mate and I loved it.
She touched up the corner of her makeup quickly in the full length mirror and headed for the door, stopping to wait for me – it was almost a miracle in itself. I came towards her and took her hand, leading her out of the bedroom and down the stairs. In my mind, I went over the rest of what I would speak to her about at the dinner table. Tonight would be an open conversation about our relationship, now that I was positive she was in need of more order in life than even I'd originally predicted.