Unclaimed

Chapter Fifty-Eight- Sarcasm and Smut (Almost)

Yazmin is in her guest room going through the bookshelf while Luca sifts through his own room. I'm in the kitchen going through business files. Stacks and stacks of pack affairs and human too. My siblings keeping me company for most of the day until I feel Judas coming up to the front door.

My skin rising in goosebumps and the hair on the back of neck standing when I feel him through the bond.

He's anxious.

Why is he anxious?

I feel the answer coming as he walks in through the front door.

"What's wrong?" The question coming out soft and filled with concern.

"I was just home," he starts off, breathing hard like he was sprinting a marathon. "I was organizing the event for the meeting, and something came up."

"Something?" I cock an eyebrow.

"You." He clarifies.

"Oh?"

"The Alpha's are all on there way to the palace for the meeting but then a minister brought up you, and they all came to an agreement and they also want you to attend." Judas says. I don't let myself react.

"Hmm. And which minister had that stupid ass idea?" I say.

"Freud. Surprisingly."

"I'm sure Freud knows the complexities as to why that idea is dumb as shit." I snort turning my eyes back to the files in hand. "I didn't peg him for being idiotic."

"I'm a bit lost on why you think that's a dumb idea." He says with a confused expression.

"The meeting with the Alpha's are all Alpha's that swore their loyalty to the crown, yes?" I drop the files on the coffee table in front of me and give him my full attention.

"You are my mate."

"That has nothing to do with it and you know that. I never swore mine or my packs loyalty to the crown ever since they claimed me as their Alpha. You know this, you were there." I state bluntly.

"Yes I remember that night very well." His eyes darkening as the picture of us going at it on the bathroom floor sails through my mind.

"Well apart from the sex," I clear my throat, "no part of that night included me drawing blood and swearing my allegiance."

"No? Because my mark on your neck should be enough." He steps forward. His eyes flashing at me for the first time in warning.

"Your mark on my neck ties me to you. A soul tie that can't be broken."

"Yes." He nods in agreement his eyes still bright.

"So is this mark on my neck supposed to extend to the rest of my pack then? By that logic then you would have an entire fuckin' harem." My sarcasm dripping from my lips like oil.

"Don't make this ugly." He says.

"You're leaving me no other choice."

"Beau..."he moves in closer. My mark burning on my neck as his eyes plead with me. "Antonia."

"No." I turn away, closing my eyes refusing to be sucked in by his pouty face.

"Antonia please!"

"Damn it Beau just go!" Luca spins around the door frame to his room.

"Luca!" I scold.

"You wouldn't have to go as Alpha, you could just go as his mate." He gestures of Judas behind me.