The Alpha's Mate

The Alpha's Mate - Chapter 22

Noah's POV

As I continued to thrust in and out of the woman whose name I couldn't remember, I could feel my release slowly building. My wolf was disgusted and I could feel him pacing around in my brain, a growl lightly rumbling in the back of his throat. I chose to ignore him, picking up my pace as my grip tightened on the woman's hair, pushing her head further in to the pillow to stifle her moans that had grown irritating.

As I was at the brink of my release I moved my hands to her hips, my claws elongating slightly drawing blood as a growl ripped through my chest, finally spilling over the edge. I stopped immediately, dropping the body from my grip and moving myself out of her and she let out a frustrated grunt.

"You know, it would be great if you let me finish for once." I let out a short laugh.

"I'm not here to please you sweetheart, you're here to please me, your Alpha, now get out." I stood up from the bed, slipping the condom off and throwing it in the trash before stopping to glare at the she-wolf and her lack of movement.

She didn't spare me a glance as she dressed herself slowly, in a way that I'm assuming she thought was sexy, before eventually leaving my room. I let out a long sigh, my wolf only now settling down as I reached for a bottle of water on my side table, taking a large swig, feeling a little more tired than usual after one of these sessions. Running my hands through my hair, I slipped on some shorts and grabbed a hand towel from the ensuite bathroom before making my way down to the weights room.

Ignoring the knowing glances from my pack, I continued towards my destination.

"Hey man!" I felt a hand connect with my back and I rolled my eyes at the voice.

"Logan."

"Dude, you can't be mad at me forever, you're the one that told me to take her. Plus, I figure you've moved on, I saw Mandy doing her walk of shame from your room." He chuckled lightly.

I growled lowly towards my Beta, not in the mood for his incessant chit-chat.

"You know, you still haven't told me why you made me take her back to her pack?" He was in step with me now, but my wolf snapped at me, angry with what I had done, which forced me to snap on Logan.

"It doesn't FUCKING MATTER why I did what I did, just fucking drop it." I turned and pushed Logan in to the door of the weights room as we arrived.

"Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, dick. Let's go, you need to blow off some steam."

I entered the gym at a leisurely pace, not feeling the need to actually work of the steam that was apparently built up inside of me. I watched as Logan approached the ring, slipping on some gloves and ushering me over.

"Come on man, you know you need some sort of release, lets go."

I chuckled lowly "I could just call on that whore again, what was her name? Mandy?" Logan gave me a deadpan look.

"No. Just shut up and get over here."

I picked up some fingerless gloves from one of the various buckets surrounding the ring and slipped them on. Maybe getting in some good punches would relieve my wolf of some of his anger towards to me.

"Vete a la mierda."

I ignored the comment and closed my eyes briefly, honing my energy in to my arms and hands, that had now formed aggressive looking fists. Slipping in to the ring, Logan offered me a cocky smile. I knew he was still aggravated that about what I had made him do, she was his Luna after all, so maybe this would be good for him too.

"Alright, so just the usual Noah, no funny stuff, just like we've done so many times before." I let out a small huff before I lunged at him.

His gloves were up in no time, blocking my advances. We had practiced this many times, he was right, and the energy I had been building up was diminishing, which I was grateful for, saves me from fucking another she-wolf I would regret very shortly after.

I could feel Logan was pushing me more than usual, his own smile faltering and turning in to an aggressive frown as he continued to pursue me around the ring.

"What's wrong Logan, she-wolf crawl up your ass and die?" My chuckles died down when he managed to clock me in the jaw.

"Just say it Logan, what you've been really wanting to tell me, just fucking say it!" I was growling at him now, partly because of his hit, partly because I wanted to beat him to the ground.

"What ever could you mean Noah, I'm perfectly fine." As he grunted out the word fine, he took another swing at me.

We continued like this for another few minutes, our grunts and growls ricocheting around the gym, those around us now starting to take an interest and approaching the ring with caution as well as awe. I had apparently become too focused on those around us as I felt myself being pushed down by Logan, followed by his weight being forced down on my stomach as he sat on me, continuing his pursuit for blood.

"You made me get rid OF OUR FUCKING LUNA!" His eyes were glossy, his fists quick, and I couldn't find the energy in me to pull him off of me.

"WHY did you make me do that. What the FUCK is wrong with you, you stupid fucking idiot!" Logan was in hysterics now, although my vision was becoming blurry, my face being overcome with pain.

But just like that, his fists had stopped, and the sound of my heavy breathing, paired with Logan's quiet sniffles were the only sounds heard in the gym, before the wolves around us went back to what they were doing, pretending as though they hadn't just seen their Beta launch in to a full mental breakdown.

"Fuck you Noah."

Logan got off of me slowly and tossed the gloves on to the floor next to me before jumping out of the ring, slamming the door as he left the gym.