The Alpha's Addiction [BXB]

Chapter 27: Betrothed

CYRUS

My cock is still throbbing as I make my way to my mother's garden. I barely have time to wonder what my parents are summoning me for when the memory of Koa is fresh in my mind. His sweet moans, his soft, plush thighs wrapped around my head, shaking and squeezing as I pleasured him. His warm length in my mouth, succumbing to the pressure of my tongue. My lips on his neck, canines aching to sink into it and claim him.

How can someone taste so perfect? His release, like heaven in my mouth as I drank him down. The scent of his slick, which I haven't yet gotten to taste, but hunger for. Moon goddess, I don't think I'll ever have enough of him. I want to feast on every part of his delectable body, run my tongue across his golden brown skin until I've gotten my fix, bury my face into his auburn curls and breathe him in. To suck on his rosy nipples, imagining them swollen and leaking sweet milk for our pup one day—

I take a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down, as well as my dick. I am getting way ahead of my myself. He's barely just let me kiss him. Today was a wild leap, with it being our first time engaging in our carnal desires. He hasn't yet consented to me being inside him, much less to carrying my pup.

Give my wolf an inch, he'll want a mile. He's thrilled with this progression, but being the horny bastard he is, he wants our mate claimed, knotted, and pregnant for us already. The thought is not unappealing to me, but Koa's comfort takes priority. Rushing things will have the opposite affect of improving our relationship.

With that reminder of reality, my hardness has gone down and I make my way around the clinic to the gardens. No sooner have I gotten through the gate is someone calling out my name.

"Cyrus.!" I don't have time to react before a tiny male is running at me, throwing his arms around me and burying his face in my chest.

He pulls back to beam at me. "It's been so long! Ugh, I missed you!" his says in a shrill, high voice.

I have to crane my neck painfully to look down at him, noting he's clearly an omega by his small stature. I take in his peachy face, green eyes, and wavy chestnut hair. I'm supposed to know this person?

He raises a thin, manicured brow. "Cyrus? Do you not remember me? It's Beau!"

Beau. It's faintly familiar, but far away as well. Most likely from my childhood. And that's when it hits me. This is the son of the North River Pack's Alpha, Earl. I played briefly with Beau when we were pups. He was a crybaby and rather clingy, though, so I tried my best to avoid him no matter how much my father wanted us to get along. He was good friends with Earl, and they talked of us mating one day to join our packs and strengthen the already existing alliance.

So their Beau being here could only mean... Fuck.

I look farther into the gardens to see my mother, father, Earl, and his omega mate Leo sitting at the outdoor table lavished with meat and other delicacies. Beau is practically a mirror image of his mother, sharing the same extreme shortness and coloring as Leo.

It makes me think of my little wolf, and I grin. Oliver looks just like him and it's adorable. If we ever have a pup together, I hope they also look like Koa. They'll be beautiful, inheriting my mate's features. My wolf likes the idea, urging us to ditch whatever kind of meetup my father's arranged so we can start the process of conceiving said pup. Oh, boy. I'll have to shut him out for a while.