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Pleasure. That's all I felt. Thrusting in and out of me, my fingers dug into his back. I groaned his name as he groaned mine. Feeling his release, I felt mine and groaned loudly in an unexpected  satisfaction. Why I say unexpected? Well first, let me explain who I am.
My name is Isabella Dallas, and I am mated to the most powerful Alpha on Earth, Lucas Quinn, of Blood Night. Why I don't say 'Luna'? Well, in my world the mates of Alphas don't have a rank. Plus, we she-wolves are more used for pup making, house care, satisfying and more. Usually,  she-wolves submit to their mate and let themselves be used. Not me though. Only minutes ago was I refusing Lucas and trying to get away. But with his charm he seduced me into loving him, and also tricked me into letting him mark me. Marking is the first stage of mating then second and last is, well, sex. Also, we met four month ago.
Coming back to reality, I realized he had gotten out of bed. Growling at me, I submitted once again by lowering my head. Getting his clothes back on, he left me naked in the bed. No surprise there. Remembering he had a couple of his she-wolves buy me clothes, I went into the walk-in closet hoping nobody would walk in. Luckily, nobody did. For some reason, I heard my inner Wolf Storma whimper in neglect.

Storma, it's gonna be like this until we die most likely so we have to get used to this.

But I don't want to get used to this! I want a loving mate who actually cares about us, not just uses us for sex and pleasure.

You're gonna have to. And the chance for that happening to us is gone. We only have Lucas now.

Hearing her whine, she became silent and didn't  respond. I knew what she was feeling. But I couldn't put it into words because it would upset her more. Remember what I said earlier about women having no rank? That's Lucas' doing. And when Lucas thinks something, all Alphas think it. Adding to mates, we are chosen. Not assigned by the Moon Goddess herself. We are chosen based upon looks, heritage and rarely strength. Except me though, I was a special case. No she-wolf has ever really gone against a male wolf. They're too strong for us to even try anything. No love for us and we can be replaced. Any she-wolf can, no matter what.
But if he changes his mind and decides 'Oh, hey! Let's make mates of Alphas Lunas, well you know.
Changing into some comfortable clothes, I slip a necklace over my head while gettin shoes on at the same time. The necklace contained a tracker so my mate would know where were every second of the day. And he would know if I took it off. One reason why I wear one is because Lucas can't replace me nor would he want to, he's told me this himself.
Feeling a push at the back of my mind, I know someones trying to mind link me. It's Maddie, my all-time best friend. She's mated to Will, Beta of Blood Night.

Hey, is Will keeping you in?

Yeah, he's being a jerk.

I chuckle. We're supposed to call our mates by like Sir, Alpha, Beta, etc., and respect them. But when us women are mind linking each other, we're blowing off steam.

I'm gonna see if I can bribe the guard into letting us go out.

I crack open the door and see there's no guard. Weird. Maybe he went on break. Idiot. I go into Lucas' money cabinet by picking the lock and take some cash. Closing it back up, I open my necklace and bracelet, taking out the trackers. Yeah, we found a way to do that. Closing them back up, I tip toe into the hallway to Maddie's door. 
"Ready?" I ask her. She nods. We go into the garage and I grab a set of keys from the rack. Beeping the horn, we hear it 3 cars over. I see it's an Camaro and get in. I start it up and leave. Too bad it wasn't a Chevy.

LUCAS' POV

"Meeting ceased. I'll see you tomorrow gentlemen." Father says. I nod and walk out to my car and call David, one of the Warriors. "She hasn't left yet." he says and I hang up. I drive back and park in my garage. I notice the Camaro is gone. One of the members probably took it out.

Lucas, Maddie is gone!

Oh. That's not good.

I'm checking if Isabella's gone too.

If she's gone, she's getting it. When I walk into the room I see the tracker devices. Oh Luna... I go to my car and drive to the border control tower. She better be saying her prayers.

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This is the 2017 version of this chapter you could say. Anyway, I hope it was more longer and better to y'alls liking. Now onto updating the next!

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