Chapter five

Wilfred POV

I gazed at her. Her tear stained face made her more mesmerizing, but The memories of her betrayal were stuck in my brain like a leech sticking hard to the skin.

“Wilfred”, Myra called my name with hope filled in her big beautiful blue eyes that contained specks of gold making her look extraordinary.

I blessed her with a sinister grin, ignoring her silent plea, before turning to Mrs. Bridget who was trembling in my presence. Of course, she should, after all one of her girls humiliated me.

I straightened my tailored suit, which fitted my muscular body perfectly. I took a few steps while turning around her. “What do you think will happen now?” I put my hands on my cheek, pretending to think.

“I……i…i. Alpha Wilfred Please have mercy, Mrs. Bridget stammered. You…can do…whatever you want to her. She said, pointing towards Myra who was at the brink of tears. But just spare me and my brothel”.

Myra's eyes, suddenly, were filled with disbelief and confusion.

She makes me feel disgusted, and I can literally smell the dirt that enveloped her. My eyes darkened in annoyance as I couldn't decipher what's in her mind.

“Tell me two good reasons why I shouldn't kill you and everyone else”. I growled in irritation as my voice made the guards shudder in their pants.

“Myra… is… turning 18 next week, you can use her as your personal thing of pleasure and to add to it, she is a very hardworking omega who can help with the chores of the pack house”. She spoke hurriedly with desperation laced in her tone.

Mrs. Bridget's words seemed to ring a bell in Myra's head, as her eyes widened in fear. She shakes her head, not believing I would actually take advice from her.

Well, so sorry to burst her bubble. Her doom is my happiness. I want to see her crumble helplessly. Her sufferness would bring me joy and I would be able to gain satisfaction from her pain.

I smirked while bending down to whisper some words into her ears.

“You should never have crossed my path Myra, because now that you have, I swear to crush you, kill you and bury you myself” My degrading words got the perfect reaction I wanted from her.

“Wilfred, why are you doing this, what have I ever done to you?” Her eyes shone with mixed emotions and her voice quivered. I felt something crawling on the wall of the boundaries that I have set.

“Shut the fuck up woman” My nose flared in rage. I would rather not think of the good memories we had together. We were once best friends. I couldn't do anything without asking her and vice versa, but she betrayed me cruelly. And that I cannot tolerate.

How could she throw away everything we had? Did she ever love me? Even a little. I thought to myself, my eyes filled with hurt but almost as if it were never there, it turned to be filled up with mischief.

I stood up aggressively on my feet. "I would have her, and in return, I will spare your lives. I said curtly before signaling for my guards to take Myra from Mrs. Bridget's captive.

“Wilfred don't do this”, her words came up as a whisper and tears brimmed at the edges of her eyes. “My… my… she couldn't complete the word when she was interrupted by a smaller voice.

“Mummy, mummy” the crying voice of a little girl echoed across the hall, she ran and was being followed by an older woman.

“I am sorry she ran out” . The old woman apologized while fidgeting.

“How dare you let her out of your sight, you old hag. Do you know what you have just done”. Mrs. Bridget said in a petrified tone.

“Silence” , I commanded in my alpha tone. I was star struck for some minutes. Could this be her child. She did not only betray me, she had a child with the bastard too.

“You are such a dirty slut, Myra", her expression changed to that of sadness, and helplessness. But that did not change anything.

“Please, please, she joined her hands together to further portray her plea. Don't hurt my child” .

I hate to see her like this, but the damage she had caused was irreversible.

“Bring the child along," I said, before striding off with the anger that harbored in my bloodstream.

I sat in my luxurious room, chugging down alcohol down my throat. As a werewolf and the strongest wolf in the whole park, I could not get drunk, but it helps get my emotions in place.

“Why Myra, why would you do this to me”? I only loved her, and my crime was that I loved her too much. She changed, she was always sweet and innocent, but now she is not different from a slut.

Her beautiful face kept crawling into my heart and my wolf max kept whining telling me how disappointed he was because I rejected our mate.

I did not have the energy to rant, so I shut him out for peace to reign.

I soon smelt my choose mate, Shayna , coming. We dated after Myra's betrayal, and she's being the best thing that had happened to me.

She helped me overcome the throne as alpha of the moonstone pack, which was my rightful throne as my mother had told me before she kicked the bucket.

I grew up as a bastard child and had to endure the abuse of my stepfather Aron. My mother loved him so much that she left her park just to be with him. But she couldn't resist the mate bond, so she ended up having sex with the alpha, which resulted to my pregnancy.

Aaron was disgusted that he started to maltreat my mom until she died of a critical illness.

She made me promise to come back to the moonstone pack to fulfill my rights before giving up the ghost.

“Heyy babyyyy", Shayna walked in wearing skimpy and sexy clothing that barely covered her breasts.

“I have been looking everywhere for…… she paused before continuing” and why are you drinking alone”. She grabbed a glass and chugged it down her throat.

She leaned down to kiss my neck since I was seated. I grabbed her small waist, taking in her scent. She smelled like lavender, but she was nothing compared to Myra who smells like honey mixed with rose flowers.

“Why do you never kiss me? Her small voice echoed. We have done all sorts of things, but you always refuse to kiss me” .

Shhh…. I shut her up while pulling up her short skirt, revealing her white panties. “Do you want to know what's better than a kiss”.

She gasped, as she started to breathe heavily, her legs went weak, so I carried her on my lap, she grinded slowly against my groin, which sent blood to my cock.

I slowly tugged on her panties, making her shake in excitement. Oh, Wilfred , she moaned against my ears. I pushed one of my fingers into her tight pussy as she was wet and ready for me.

I pushed in all three of my fingers pumping in and out of her while I used my other hands to expose her firm bouncing breast. I fondled them, which made her under my control.

Fuck, she cursed in ecstasy, Harder Wilfred, harder. I continued to pump harder in and out of her pussy while massaging her clit. She throws her head backward to show her satisfaction and want.

I continued until she cummed hard on my hands, I put my hands in her mouth to taste herself. “Do you like it?” I asked her in a hushed tone.

“I fucking love it, Wilfred, and I love you too," she said while shaking rigorously as she cummed and reached climax.

“I want to make you happy too,” she said while she slowly climbed off me, making me grab onto her breasts as they were so tempting.

“Not so fast my alpha”, she slapped my hands gently from her breast while she slowly unzipped my trousers, revealing my big and hard monster.

She grabbed it while rubbing it up and down. I seeped into the air in satisfaction.

She smiled before putting my hot cock into her mouth and giving me a deep throat, I grabbed her hair to assist her.

“Yeah, just like that” . I whispered, my cock went deep into her throat, putting me in ecstasy.

Oh, my! Myra, you are so good.

What! She suddenly stopped. Tears were already filling her eyes. “How could you call her name when we are together? ARE YOU STILL INLOVE WITH Her”, she raised her voice slightly?

I could feel the pain and the hurt my words have caused her.

“I am so sorry I tried to hold her, but she stepped back with hurt flashing through her eyes”.

“Is that why you never kiss me because you still love her, have you forgotten what she did to you” . “She betrayed you and made you lose yourself” . I was the one who was there for you and not Myra. Her voice broke.

Her words were already sending outrage into my spine. “I said I am sorry” , I growled, trying to contain my temper.

She seemed to get the message as she picked up her clothes quickly, storming out of my room.

FUCK!!! I yelled, slamming off the rest of the bottles of alcohol. I quickly grabbed a shirt, striding out. I needed a run in the woods to clear my head.

Heading out, I suddenly bumped into a small figure.