Unwanted

BOOK 1 & BOOK 2

Gwyneth's pack was attacked and absorbed by the Eclipse Pack. Her father being the delta of the pack, had to hand over the pack to Alpha Marcus. He had to do this because the alpha, beta, and gamma, had been killed in the struggle. To make the submission complete, Gwyneth was married off to Alpha Marcus against her will. Alpha Marcus was a widower who did not want to get involved with anyone after the death of his mate. Although he is married to Gwyneth, there is no love or desire in their union, and he has also vowed never to touch her or develop feelings for her. Gwyneth is not a soft cookie either, and she refuses to allow him to tame and control her. Her drive is so strong that she frustrates and challenges Alpha Marcus at every given opportunity. Would she be able to blame and despise him for long? Would Marcus be able to keep his vow and never fall?

*Warning* Book is rated 18 because it contains sensual scenes and violence (fighting and pack wars), if it is not your cup of tea, kindly walk away from this one and try the other books. 'wink wink' Thank you*

001 Meet Marcus

Gwyneth

I sat alone in my room, thinking of what to do. I couldn't believe it had come to this. The bloodshed was still fresh in my memory, and I was yet to get over the death of my friends. My father wasn't coping well. Our Alpha, Beta, and Gamma had been killed, and their families wiped out in the attack. The only reason we were spared was that my father had surrendered. Our pack was still mourning, and I doubted if we would ever get over what had happened. I was only nineteen years old.

My father came to check on me in my bedroom. I knew he had something important to tell me, but he was contemplating how.

"Gwen, how have you been holding up?" He asked while he sat on the couch in my room.

"All my friends are gone, daddy. I do not have friends anymore. I might never find my mate. This is a nightmare." I cried, and he came to sit next to me at the foot of my bed and held me. I cried my heart out, remembering the horrible event that had happened.

"I know it is hard, and I cannot promise you it will get any easier, my child." He said, and I continued to cry.

My father sighed, and I could feel his fatigue. He was tired. He was willing to die but had to surrender because of me. I didn't know if I should be grateful to him for his decision or hate him for it. Many of the pack members were grateful to him. His decision to surrender had made the Eclipse pack spare all our lives. They were already taking over everything. I learned the Alpha was an asshole, and he was very controlling and never smiled. He had a lot of money and owned several territories. Our territory was just an addition to his vast collection. I doubted if he would find us special enough to spare us slave treatment.

"I hate to be the one to tell you this." My father began, and I was attentive because I knew that whatever he had to say would not be pleasing to my ears.

"For Alpha Marcus to absorb us completely, I have to marry you off to him to prove our loyalty and surrender is genuine." He said, and the shock of his words made me pull away abruptly and stand up.

"What!" I asked my father, trying hard to process his words. What the hell was my father talking about? I was only nineteen. I was a virgin, and I hadn't met my mate. I hadn't lived or enjoyed a life long enough for my life to be given away like that. I began to panic and started heaving.

"You need to calm down, Gwen. It is completely beyond my power. He was the one that requested for you. I know he only did it to test my loyalty. If I had refused, it would simply mean we hadn't surrendered to him." He tried to explain, but I shook my head.

"No, daddy. My life cannot be used to buy peace." I argued.

"What do you propose? That I say no, and he slaughters all of us because he can do that," he said, and I continued to shake my head.

"That man has no feelings for me. Neither do I have feelings for him. I am only nineteen father. Alpha Marcus is twenty-nine years old. He has been mated. He has loved, and he has lived. This is unfair to me. " I said, but I knew my father wouldn't listen, so I did the only thing that I knew how. I ran.

I bolted out the door and out of the house and ran. I did not want to shift because that would mean I would arrive at my targeted destination naked, so I remained in my human form.

I wasn't thinking. I needed to get to the Alpha's residence, and I needed to irritate him and make him refuse the union. I needed him to see me as unworthy. I ran.

I had never seen Alpha Marcus before, but I believed I would recognise him in a crowd. I heard his looks were quite intimidating. I ran until I arrived at our former Alpha's residence which was now part of Alpha Marcus's collection. I was out of breath, and I was panting heavily, but I wasn't going to stop.

When I got to the place, I noticed that the front of the building was guarded by dangerous-looking men. None of them was a member of our pack. This was it for me. I Had come this far. I could not turn back now, so I advanced to the house. The moment I came close, the men were alert. They could smell me. I moved out of the woods to the open, and I was arrested immediately.

"I demand to see Alpha!" I yelled as they pinned me to the ground and bound me with silver. The chain burned, but I refused to give them the satisfaction of crying.

"I want to see Alpha!" I yelled again, and I heard some of them laugh at me.

They took me to the waiting room, and someone approached me. He was a hefty-looking man with brown hair. His green eyes looked very dangerous and imposing. I stared at him, never averting my gaze.

"What do you want with Alpha Marcus?" the man asked.

"I need to speak to him," I said, maintaining my confidence even though my wolf had started to feel we had made a terrible move by coming there in the first place. Well, there was no turning back for me anymore. My wolf and I would have to deal.

"Do you have an appointment," he asked me, and I shook my head.

"Very well then, book an appointment," he said and turned around.

"I am sorry I can't do that since my father plans to marry me off to him," I said, and the man raised an eyebrow and studied me with his eyes. I knew he was trying to see if I was lying, but when he saw that I wasn't lying, he paused.

"You are Mackenzie's daughter?" He asked.

"Delta Mackenzie." I corrected him.

"Not anymore," he responded, and I was angrier. They had taken everything away from us and my father's title and respect too. So why would he want to marry me?

I was about to ask a very stupid question when I heard a deep imposing voice coming from the Alpha's Office. If I wasn't in such a foul mood, I would have commended the voice. It was extremely masculine and daring.

"Follow me." the brown-haired man said, and I arched my eyebrow at him. When he couldn't figure out why, I shook my bound hands. He took off the chains. Although my hands were free, my wrists were burnt, and I knew it would take a day or two for them to heal completely. The bastard had used a glove to take them off. He wasn't even man enough to touch them with his bare hands.

I entered the office, and there he was. His face matched his voice. Handsome and imposing. I had never seen any man as masculine and as handsome as this man. His dark hair and eyes were perfect. His face looked so dangerous. It looked as if he never smiled, and I felt my heart skip a beat. This man would have easily been a woman's object of fantasy, but unfortunately, he was sitting on the wrong side of the fence, and I wasn't ready to melt away in the presence of an enemy.

"What do you want? I do not have all day," he said in the meanest manner ever, and I stood with my chest up to show I wasn't afraid of him.

"I do not want to marry you. Please ask for something else." I said, going straight to the point, and he stared at me for a while.

"Or else what?" he asked me, and his question took me by surprise. I hadn't come there to threaten him, but he had taken my words as a threat. I stood there speechless and feeling off. I honestly could not answer his question.

"Nothing." I finally said, being honest to both of us.

"Stupid girl, we shouldn't have come here." my wolf said in my head, but I chose to ignore her.

"A man like you should not involve himself with someone like me," I said, and he raised an eyebrow in the meanest way ever.

"What do you mean by that?" He asked, and I knew I had to be careful with my words where this man was concerned.

"I am nobody. I am sure there are very attractive women in your pack. You do not need to saddle yourself with a nineteen-year-old nobody. Please, be rest assured that you have the full loyalty of the pack. You do not need me to make them comply." I tried to explain to him, and he shook his head.

"The pack isn't the issue. I need to be sure your father would behave himself." He told me, and I wondered why he was very particular about my father's loyalty.

"Your father is the Alpha's brother, and that makes him an Alpha too. I only let him live because he surrendered, and I have no qualms with him, but I do not intend to keep someone like him around without control. And you are right. You are not good enough for me and never will be. You will only be a form of insurance. I do not fancy women like you, and someone like you cannot handle my desires. The wedding will take place for the very reason I have told you, and if you run away, I will eliminate your father and the pack. I do not need them. Now leave my office. " He said to me, and I felt humiliated, but I didn't let it show.

"You are not my type either. I only came here so I could spare myself the torture of being married to an old man." I said, and I was about to turn around and walk away when the brown-haired douchebag held me back

"You've done it this time, Gwen." my wolf said, panicking and gearing up for a fight.

"I believe you have never heard of me before." Alpha Marcus said with a straight face. " I will not tolerate disrespect. The next time you speak to me in such a manner, you will be dealt with mercilessly. Now leave my office." He said coldly and calmy. I walked out of the office and left the building. The moment I was in the forest, I shifted and began to run.

002 The Wedding

Gwyneth

I arrived home late in the night, naked. I crept into my room and curled in the corner. My tears had fallen so freely that my eyes were swollen. With the way Alpha Marcus spoke, I figured my father had no choice. I couldn't believe the man could be that cruel to deliberately want to waste my life away. What was I going to be doing as his wife? What kind of Luna would I be? How would the pack respect me when he did not seem like he intended to give me any respect? I knew running away would be selfish, so I sat there and cried. My life was over before it started. I walked to my vanity table and took out my book of dreams, and began to flip through it. I had hoped to be so many things. An unwanted wife, and luna wasn't one of them. I wanted to become a doctor. I also wanted to be able to fight and protect my pack. I had trained for it. I would have been the first female Delta in my pack before Alpha Marcus came and ruined everything. I saw where I had described how I wanted my marriage to my mate to be like, and I realised that was a dream that would never come true. This was unfair. Alpha Marcus had a mate once, and she had died. This asshole had put me in a position where I would have to reject whoever the moon goddess blesses me with. I would never experience the mate bond. I became angry and started to rip out the pages of the book.

I scattered my room. My wolf tried to calm me down, but I wasn't having it. I was tired, and I was angry. My life had finally come to an end. I curled up on the floor and cried some more before falling asleep.

My father woke me gently the next day. I honestly wished I had died in my sleep, but I didn't tell him because I did not want him to feel worse than he already felt.

"I am sorry, little one," my father said, hugging me, "I wish I had another solution," he said, and I could feel the pain in his voice. This was a difficult situation for him.

"I am not mad at you, daddy," I told him, trying to ease his pain. He was going through a lot. All my father's life, he had had to give up something for the sake of peace. He had given up being Alpha so that the pack won't split up. His brother, who was our former Alpha, had made him Delta to reduce his power. It never bothered my father. My father was a strong advocate for peace, and he lived by example and now this.

"I am not mad at you, daddy," I repeated, and he held me tight.

"You have to be strong, my child. I learned Alpha Marcus isn't a nice man," he said to me, and I didn't want to tell him that I knew already, so I just nodded.

"Please get dressed. The wedding will be taking place in the evening." My father said, and my wolf wanted to jump out of my body and start to run, but too bad for her, Leah and I were stuck together. She couldn't get rid of me, just like I couldn't get rid of her. We would both have to deal.

"Why so soon?" I asked my father confused.

"He said you confronted him yesterday." My father said in response to my question, and he did not need to explain the rest. I knew what the bastard was doing. I must have pissed him off, and he must have wanted to deal with me and restrained himself from acting on his anger.

"Get up dear, Ms. Ginger is here to help you get ready for the wedding." My father said and helped me to stand. I honestly did not want to look pretty for the wedding. I couldn't care less. I didn't mind wedding the bastard in my pyjamas, just to show him how much I hated him, but I knew my father wouldn't allow it.

I took a long shower and cried some more. I had just unknowingly spent my last night in my father's house. Leah was right. We shouldn't have gone to confront the bastard. But I was hurt and angry. I thought when he saw me, he would change his mind. My actions had only brought about the opposite effect. It had sped up the wedding date, and I was very hurt and angry.

I stood under the shower until the hot water ran out, and I had no choice but to leave the bathroom.

Ms. Ginger came to give me some beauty treatment. I had only four hours to get ready, and at the rate she was going, I doubted if we would be ready by then.

"You need to cheer up, dearie," Ms Ginger said, working on my nails, and I ignored her. It was easy for her to say. She wasn't the one that was nineteen years old and being forced to marry a man that she did not love and did not love her.

"Easy for you to say," I said, and her smile dropped. She looked at me with tear-filled eyes.

"My heart goes out to you, and we all know you are doing this to make sure we don't get killed. I honestly wish the bastard could find another way, but he insisted. Everyone is sad Gwen, and I wish none of this had happened. If only your uncle did not antagonise and plot against Alpha Marcus, we would still have our pack intact. My mate died in that fight before he could claim me. I am forty years old Gwen, and my life will never have love unless the moon goddess smiles on me a second time. I understand your pain." she said, and I began to fight the tears in my eyes.

"It's okay, dearie, you can cry. It is just us here," she assured me, and I broke down completely.

Time passed, and I was numb. I refused to look at myself in the mirror when Ms. Ginger finished. She pleaded with me to look at myself, and I simply refused to do it. She soon gave up and excused me. My father came into my room after she left to take me to the garden where the wedding would be taking place.

We arrived at the venue at five in the evening. People were in attendance, most of them were my pack members, and they were in tears. Alpha Marcus's security team stood around, and judging by the venue, you could tell that it was last minute arrangement. The music was played from a jukebox, and a lot of thought was not put into consideration. So many things were off, but I didn't care. It was not meant to be a fairytale wedding anyway.

The moment my father and I stepped on the makeshift aisle in the garden, the place went silent. I noticed men drooling at me, but I didn't care. The wedding gown was quite revealing. Although long, the lace did not cover much. I learned that Alpha Marcus had sent it himself. I felt naked even though I was dressed.

Alpha Marcus wasn't at the wedding. Instead, it was the brown-haired guy that was at his house. I frowned when I saw him and asked my father what was happening.

"He is representing Alpha Marcus. He couldn't make it. He is busy at the office." My father replied, and I felt completely humiliated. The guy should have at least had the decency to show up at his wedding. I had never witnessed such a thing in my life. This was the first.

The wedding was rushed, and there was no reception. The brown-haired man took me to the Alpha's house and showed me to one of the rooms.

"How do I change my outfit?" I asked him, and he told me to wear the slacks that were in the wardrobe. I figured my marriage to Alpha Marcus wasn't going to be conventional. Who wears slacks on their wedding night?

Realising I wasn't sent to the master's bedroom, I figured I would be sleeping alone, so I decided to shower and sleep in my underwear. My wolf remained silent all through. I cried a bit and then fell asleep.

003 Relocating

Gwyneth

A man barged into my room early in the morning the next day. I was yet to see Alpha Marcus. He had not come to consummate the wedding, and I was secretly glad. I was still in my underwear, so I wrapped myself with the sheets. The man did not seem to bother that he had barged into my room.

"I need you to sign these papers," he said, handing me some documents, and I wondered what they were.

"What for?" I asked. My eyes were swollen, and my vision wasn't clear.

"Your wedding certificate and your agreement." the man replied, and I collected it from him.

"Okay, let me read the agreement," I said, and he shook his head.

"No time. The lawyer needs to take them back, and you and Alpha will be returning to his house in thirty minutes," the man said, and I was confused.

"Am I not going to live here?" I asked him, and he shook his head. I knew he wouldn't give me any reasonable answer, so I signed the documents and handed them back to him. I had no luggage, so I did not have clothes or toiletries; I had to make do.

I used the mouthwash in the toilet and washed my body with water. I searched for the slacks in the wardrobe and found an oversized one, which I wore and sat on the chair in the room, waiting for my cue to leave.

I would have loved to say goodbye to my father, but I knew Alpha Marcus wouldn't let me. I would call him once I was able to charge my phone. Hopefully, there will be service at Alpha Marcus's settlement.

Soon someone came and ushered me out of the room. I thought I would be sharing a ride with Alpha Marcus, but I was wrong. They made me sit in a separate car from him, and we drove in a convoy.

It took us two hours to get to the Eclipse pack settlement. The people had come out to welcome their Alpha. They seemed to love him genuinely, and I wondered how they could love such an evil man like Alpha Marcus. I was let out of the car and ushered into what looked like the Packhouse.

The settlement was beautiful, and the Packhouse was much bigger and more ostentatious than the one in my pack. A maid took me upstairs to show me my room. I was scared because I thought they would take me to Alpha Marcus's room, but to my surprise, I was taken to a small room. The room was small, and the furniture looked ordinary. There was nothing special about it.

"Someone would bring in your luggage," the lady told me, and I was about to tell her I did not come with luggage when two men came in with four travelling bags. They still had tags on them, so I knew it was new. The moment they all excused me, my tummy growled, and I was hungry. I did not want to leave the room for fear of overstepping my bounds, so I stayed put in the room. After an hour, there was a knock on my door. I asked the person to come in, and they brought in food. I was glad I wasn't made to starve. The food was much, I doubted if I would be able to finish it. I asked them if I could get a charger for my phone, and one of the servers promised to bring me one.

The server kept her promise and brought me a charger. I charged my phone and called my father.

"Daddy, how are you?" I asked, and he was happy to hear my voice.

'How is he treating you?' my father asked, and I told him I hadn't seen the Alpha yet.

"He has put me in charge of our pack. I am to report to him and not make any decisions without his approval. I guess he took you with him for insurance." My father said, and I was glad he was given a bit of dignity. I promised to call him often, and we said our goodbyes.

I spent the whole day in the room. Leah wanted to go on a run, but I wasn't conversant with the territory. I wouldn't want to wander into enemy territory and get myself killed, so I stayed put. I remained in the room and had my dinner there.

I finally decide to go through the luggage. I opened them and noticed the luggage was filled with new stuff. One was filled with toiletries, cosmetics and lingerie. Another was filled with casual wear and nightwear. The third one was filled with outfits meant for occasions, and the last had shoes, bags and purses in it. I arranged them into the wardrobe in my room and looked around for something to do, but there was nothing. Luckily there was a television in the room. I rarely watched television, but I was finally in a situation where I had to watch it. I turned it on to see if I could find something interesting. I soon decided to watch a game show. It was boring as hell, but it was the best option I could find. I did not want to watch a romantic film or think about romance since I knew my life would be void of it, and there was nothing I could do about it.

I sat through a couple of episodes of the show before deciding to watch a comedy film. Although it was a comedy, I ended up crying because of the romantic aspect. I wanted to stop crying, but I couldn't help it. The reality of my situation kept hitting me. Soon I showered and fell asleep wearing one of the pyjamas that were in my luggage.

Someone woke me up from sleep. I struggled to wake up. When I finally did, I moved back from reflex. It was Alpha Marcus, he had finally come to me. I didn't want this. I thought he would ignore me for the rest of my life, but I was wrong. I didn't want him to touch me or claim me.

"Wake up, Gwyneth," he said in his deep voice, and I was wide awake. I didn't know what to say to him, so I just stared. He moved close to me and touched my thighs.

"Were you seeing someone before this?" he asked me, and I shook my head. He seemed surprised, but he tried to hide it.

"Okay. You are not allowed to date or sleep with anyone here. I will not claim you, neither will I sleep with you. I believe it is a small price to pay to keep your father and your old pack safe. If you run away, I will kill them. We might be married, but you are not my luna and will never be. Are we clear?" he asked, and I looked at him.

"Am I going to live like this for the rest of my life? Are you going to let me go eventually?" I asked him, and he shook his head.

"I am afraid I am not going to let you go," he said with a straight face, and I became angry.

"Then it is only fair you let me have affairs and flings," I stated, and he stared at me with murder in his eyes.

"It is not like I care about you in that sense, but if my wife was sleeping around, that would affect my reputation. Learn celibacy; it will help you," he said.

"Are you celibate?" I asked him, annoyed. He stood up and looked at me with a smirk on his face.

"Don't cross the line with me, Gweneth," he said and was about to leave when I quickly asked him.

"May I go on runs and hunts with my wolf?" I asked, and he turned to look at me.

"Feel free to do so within this territory," he said.

"Who will show me around?" I asked him, and he smiled evilly.

"No one," he said and left. I was enraged at him.

How dare he come and give me rules that even he can't follow. I was very pissed off. This wasn't a marriage. I was a prisoner. He had just used the wedding to console my father. I looked at my room, and I figured he wouldn't treat me well. I decided I wouldn't let his behaviour bother me. I knew I wasn't wanted, and neither was he. I went back to sleep, hoping the days and years would pass by quickly and maybe I would die a natural death and be free of this bastard.

004 Defiance

Gwyneth

I went on a run after breakfast. I went into the forest and shifted into Leah. I was a white wolf which was a rare colour, but I loved the colour of our fur. Pack members always commended it, and I was proud of it. Too bad I won't be showing off my beautiful wolf in this pack. I noticed the members ignored me and stayed away. It was obvious my darling husband had instructed them to avoid me. My twentieth birthday was coming up, and I wasn't looking forward to celebrating it. My life was already over. There was no point wasting my time celebrating the life that I no longer had.

I did not return to the house until late in the night. It wasn't long after I exited the shower when Alpha Marcus came into my room, boiling with anger.

"Where did you go?" he yelled, and I was a bit confused.

"I went on a run," I answered confidently.

"You want me to believe you went on a run," he said, and I nodded.

"What else did you think I was doing? I am new to these parts, so I decided to look around." I told him, and his eyes didn't soften.

"And you didn't bother to try to inform me through the mind link?" he asked me.

"I didn't think I mattered that much. You had spelt it out. If I run away, you will kill everyone. That is enough motivation for me not to run." I told him, and he came close to me.

He had never stood this close to me. The man towered over me. I was five feet five inches, and this man was six feet six inches. He was tall and intimidating. My heart began to pound in my chest. It wasn't fear; it was something else, it felt like adrenaline. I tried to hold his gaze, looking at him.

"There are troublesome wolves out there," he said, and I smiled.

"I can take care of myself, Alpha. I am not as weak as I look." I assured him, and he smiled evilly at me.

"If you get yourself killed, I will wipe out your pack." he threatened, which wasn't fair.

"What if I die by accident?" I asked him, wanting to know the extent of his insanity. He didn't answer me, instead, he left the room and slammed the door. The pounding in my chest had not stopped, and I didn't know when it would stop. I decided to touch myself to calm down and relieve myself. Maybe that will help.

I sat on my bed and spread my legs apart. Reaching into my pants, I touched my clit, imagined the perfect man and tried to escape my reality in my head. As I began to work on my clit, rubbing it with my fingers. An image of Alpha Marcus flashed through my mind's eyes, and I felt horrible for fantasising about him, but I couldn't help it. I needed the release. So I changed his dark hair to red hair in my mind and pretended he had a twin brother that I liked. I moaned and cried from pleasure until I finally came. I went further and fucked myself with my finger to calm down my clenching pussy, and soon I relaxed.

The moment I was done, I was ashamed of myself. I couldn't allow myself to feel attracted to the man. He was wicked. I decided I would watch a couple of movies to see if maybe I would find a new face for my fantasies. As things were, this seemed like the only way I would be getting a release for the rest of my miserable life. I might as well get creative.

The next day went by smoothly. I decided to stay a bit longer than the day before, only to see Alpha Marcus's reaction. It wasn't like I liked him, but I needed to interact with someone to keep my sanity. None of the pack members related with me, so aggravating him was the only way I could get his attention. I returned and hit the shower, but he never came to warn me. I guessed he had said his peace the night before, so I went to bed. I promised myself to find something productive to do the next day.

The next day came, I ate breakfast and decided to rest a bit before heading out. When I was ready to head out, I found that my door was locked. I banged on it heavily, and no one answered. I began to panic. I could not bring down the door because I didn't want to damage his property. Rubbing Alpha Marcus the wrong way could bring consequences, so I became frustrated. I hated and feared locked doors. While I was banging on the door, I heard Alpha Marcus in my head.

"Good morning, dear wife. This is punishment for defying me and coming home very late in the night," he said and broke the connection. I was enraged. I hated him. How could he be so inconsiderate? Going out was my only means of fun in this hell he called home, and yet he tried to punish me this way.

I paced about my room. I tried to link with him several times to help him see a reason to let me and Leah run wild, but he refused to let me in. I was really mad. So I decided to wait for my lunch. I intended to make a run for it when the omegas brought my meal. I was already a prisoner. I refused to be given a physical prison.

I pretended to calm down and stopped fighting. I did not change my clothes, though, but I took off my shoes. Lunch was brought around three in the afternoon, before the omega could know what I was up to, I had bolted out the door and into the forest barefoot. I ran until I got to the lake I had spotted the day before. I took off my clothes and decided to swim. There was no way I was going to allow that asshole to control me.

I came out of the lake, waited for my skin to dry up and then wore my clothes. I then decided to stroll a bit and take in the scenery. While strolling, I heard a growl in the woods. Not knowing what it was, I was on high alert. Leah smelled danger, and we shifted. I began to run, but I wasn't fast enough. A huge wolf knocked me out of the way, and I heard a crunch when I hit one of the trees. There was no time to cry. I needed to stand my ground. I stood and faced it. It was a rogue Alpha wolf, and he was hunting me.

I leapt at it, and we began to fight, scratching and biting. I was a trained warrior and almost as powerful as an alpha breed, so I was confident I would be able to take it out. After so many bites and shoves, I got the upper hand and bit into its throat; its blood ran until I heard its last whimper. The moment I was sure he had died. I began to limb back to the house. Leah was injured, and we had lost so much blood. My vision became blurred, but I pushed on. The moment we got close to the Packhouse, we passed out.

005 Bad Behaviour

Gwyneth

I woke up feeling a bit sore. I was not in my room. Instead, I was lying on a big luxurious king-size bed. The room was big and exquisite. I wondered where I was. I gently sat up and looked around the room. I saw Alpha Marcus sitting on a chair, his elbows resting on his lap and his chin on his palm, staring at me. There was no emotion in my eyes.

"Where am I?" I asked angrily, and he sat up.

"You defied me, wolf," he began, but I couldn't care less. He could go to hell for all I care. I was already living in my hell. "You were to remain indoors, and yet you ran out and tried to get yourself killed," he said to me, and I was angry.

"I didn't try to kill myself. Don't flatter yourself. I went for a swim, then I decided to stroll, and this rogue came at me from nowhere. I am lucky to be alive. You should have warned me that you had a rogue problem." I shot at him, and his expression changed from straight to anger.

"You are badly behaved and uncultured," he said, and I smiled at him.

"Well, I didn't ask to be saddled to a meanie like you," I said, and he got angrier and came towards me. I moved away a bit because his presence was imposing.

He came close to me, and my treacherous heart began to beat fast. He touched my cheek and used his finger to trace my skin down my neck, down through the centre of my chest, to my navel. I felt my pussy clench and the wetness between my legs. He held my gaze, and his eyes were piercing into my soul. My wolf was cowering, but I tried to be brazen. My mouth was dry instantly, and I became nervous. I held his gaze all the while, and he did not blink. Not even once.

"You are too damn stubborn for your own good," he said with a calm and stern voice. "I warned you, and now I have to punish you," he said, staring into my eyes. I smiled scornfully at him, and he got pissed off.

"A little girl like you will never know the pleasures of life. Someone so childish and small-minded as you cannot even begin to comprehend it," he said. I felt his finger on my panties where my clit was. He rubbed lightly, and my treacherous body gave in. Stupid raging hormones. This asshole wasn't playing fair. He held my gaze and rubbed lightly, and my lips parted. I tried hard not to moan, but it was too much. This man was skilled, and he had brought his A-game. My pant was soaked with my wetness, and my body slowly began to shake. The pressure was building up, and I knew I was cuming. Suddenly he withdrew his fingers and went back to sit down.

I felt severe disappointment. I was in disbelief of what had just transpired between Alpha and me. As pleasurable as this may sound, it was indeed a punishment because my core began to ache right then, and my body shook severely for release. But I tried to keep it together and not let it show.

I watched him observe me for a while, but I refused to speak. I was at war with my body, and the asshole knew it.

"At the end of the day, you are all the same. You will obey me, Gwyneth Mackenzie. I will break you." He said with a promise in his tone. I needed release, so I braced up.

"May I return to my room, Alpha?' I said in the most annoying tone that I could manage.

"I see how quickly you want to ease your need for me alone in that room of yours," he said with a smirk on his face.

"You wish. Firstly, my fingers would do a far better job than your clumsy fingers. Secondly, I wouldn't cum with your image in my head. You are simply not my type and too damn old. Sorry to burst your bubble Alpha, but you just don't cut it for me. Now may I leave?" I said to him, and I saw the rage in his eyes.

"Are you going to punish me again or let me leave? Please save me the torture of touching me indiscriminately. I find your fingers completely repulsive." I said, and he stood up angrily and advanced towards me.

"You've done it this time, Gwen. Alpha won't let us off easily," Leah complained, and the looks in Alpha Marcus' eyes made me realise that she was right. He lifted me from the bed, placed me on his shoulder, and carried me out of the room. I struggled a bit and then relaxed. People passed by, and they had surprised looks on their faces.

He took me to my room and tossed me on the bed.

He climbed onto the bed and tore open the shirt I had on, which I believe was his because I must have been carried to his room naked. He began to flick my nipples with his fingers until they were rock hard. Then he travelled down my body with one hand and began to rub my clit through the fabric of my pant. He held my gaze. I knew I was going to lose this battle.

I didn't know when I began to moan. I tried to stop myself, but the dam was open. My core clenched and ached. He teased my nipples so well, and there was lust in his eyes, too, but unlike me, he was in control. No one had ever touched me like this before. Not like I had ever been touched before. The feeling was better than my imagination. He built up the pressure and then crashed it. He continued until I could take no more and became frustrated.

When he was done torturing me and never letting me release, he pulled away. I was dumbfounded. My wolf wanted to jump at him and make him take us. But I controlled myself.

"I believe I have given you something to work with in fantasy land," he said and headed towards the door. I wanted to grab him and force him to finish what he had started, but I knew he would not respond. He had unknowingly given me a reason to defy him some more. I was going to be a stubborn and very, very naughty wolf.

006 Sparing

Gwyneth

There was a knock on my door the next morning, and I hurried to see who it was. I opened the door to find the brown-haired guy staring at me. I believed he was Alpha Marcus' beta, but I couldn't care less.

"What do you want?" I asked him, sounding short and uninterested.

"Good morning Gwyneth; I am Beta Micheal." He said, introducing himself. I knew who he was, I just did not see him as my beta.

"What do you want?" I asked him, and he smiled at me. There was a glint in his eyes that made me believe that whatever he had to tell me wasn't good.

"Alpha asked me to train you," he said, and I frowned at him.

Why would Alpha ask him to train me? I was already a trained warrior; I could take care of myself. I did not need Micheal training me.

"For what?" I asked.

"Get ready. Training starts now. Meet me in the training room." He said and turned away. He must have me twisted to think he could just come here and order me.

"Tell your Alpha to come to get me himself!" I told him and slammed the door.

I sat on my bed, angry and frustrated. Why was this guy trying to get under my skin? Why couldn't he just leave me alone, act as if I did not exist? Why couldn't he just allow me to forget my situation? I sat on the bed, worried and uneasy.

"What do you think you are doing?" I heard Marcus's intrusive voice in my head.

"What does it look like?" I asked him.

"Get dressed and meet Micheal in the training room now!" he ordered using his alpha tone, but I was skilled at battling compulsion.

"Unless he is going to screw me, then he has nothing to teach me," I said to him, and he was silent.

Since he did not answer, I believed I had won the argument. I took my yoghurt from the breakfast tray that I was served and decided to reward myself with its delicious taste.

Someone broke my door, and I immediately took a fighting stance on the floor. I stared at the door, teeth out, claws elongated and growling. Then I saw Alpha Marcus and relaxed.

"I can't believe you broke the lock," I said to him, but there was anger in his eyes, and I became scared. I tried to back away, but there wasn't much space to back away too. The man was fuming, and I did not want to be in the same room with him.

Alpha Marcus grabbed me and pinned me against the wall, but he tried not to be rough. I was terrified. I stared at him with tears of fear forming in my eyes, and he stared back with rage.

"How long do you want to keep disrespecting me!" he asked me, and I was speechless.

"When I tell you to do something, you should do it!" He said, and I managed to develop some courage.

"I am not a slave that you can order around. As much as I hate to say this, I am your wife and should be luna, but you have decided to disrespect and degrade me to nothing. I am not part of your pack, so I do not need to train with them." I said, and he drew away with frustration.

He laughed and brushed through his hair with his fingers.

"You must be a joke, Gwyneth Mackenzie. Everyone here can defend themselves. Everyone except you. I do not need a liability around me." He said, and I got angry.

"I didn't need any of you to help put down the rogue that attacked me the other night." I pointed out.

"Exactly, You almost died putting out just one rogue," he said, trying to make it seem like what I had done was insignificant.

I stepped to him and looked him dead in the eyes.

"If you did your investigation as an Alpha should, you would have known that it wasn't any rogue, it was an Alpha wolf that had gone rogue and secondly, I was blindsided and yet I survived it. Don't mess with me, Alpha Marcus. I am nothing like my father." I said to him.

"Get dressed and go to training," he said to me without the Alpha authority.

'Like, I said, Alpha, unless Micheal is going to be giving me some screwing lessons, I am not interested." I said and sat at the foot of my bed.

He came to me, picked me up and carried me out of the room. I knew kicking and screaming would not make him put me down, so I relaxed on his shoulder and decided to enjoy the free bumpy ride.

He got to a hall and put me down. There were a lot of people there.

"Gwyneth Mackenzie feels she is too skilled to train with us!" he announced to everyone, and I was a bit ashamed of myself. I looked at him feeling betrayed. Our conversation was to remain between us, but he had made it a public affair.

"What do you think we should do about this proud wolf?" He asked, and no one said anything.

"Very well, Alfred and Scot," He said, and two dangerous-looking men stepped forward.

"Shift and teach this wolf a lesson," he said and stepped away from me to watch. Leah became angry and ready to kill. My claws grew, my teeth elongated, and I began to growl at them. I was mad at Alpha Marcus for doing this to me. The man was trying to humiliate me. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction.

"Show no mercy!" I heard him instruct them, and some of the pack members were worried. I even heard some of them gasp at his words. I conditioned my mind. Leah and I were outsiders; we had to fight like one. Pitting two strong wolves against us meant he wanted to win our argument at all costs. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. I was hurt, and I intended to take out my anger on these sorry asses. He told them not to show mercy; I needed to reciprocate the treatment.

Leah growled at them, and they growled back. One was on my left, the other on my right. Their eyes were yellow, which signified their wolves had joined the party. They growled, shifted, Jaws wide, paws aimed and leapt at me.