The Worst Of Luck

Chapter seventeen

A week later

It's been a week since Vincent and I decided to try and take our relationship. Although I haven't seen him a lot due to alpha duties. I have been spending a lot of time with Aidan, when he's not hanging out with Sam. I've also seen Emily a couple of times, things with her mate have been really working out apparently. Im just happy she's happy. I decided I'd get dressed and see what Vincent was up to. He's been stuck in his office all week. I changed into some baggier army green coloured pants, with a tight cropped navy blue tank, with some white sneakers.

Overall I looked cute and felt cute. And left to find Vincent. Approaching his office door, I could hear a frustrated sigh. Quietly I laughed to myself, the boy overworks himself. I lightly knocked, before I heard his husky voice allowing me to come in. He had his head in his hands, while papers surrounded him. "Your overworking yourself. You won't get anything done this way." I said walking over to him, placing my hand on his shoulder. He sighed, before removing his head from his hands. Allowing me to get a good look at him. He had a light stubble probably from not shaving, dark circles under his eyes, and his hair was a mess. But that was usual. Overall, he looked deprived of sleep. "I know. But I have to finish this." He said gesturing to the mounds of paper next him. "Finish it tomorrow. Today's Friday, just take a break relax. Spend some time with Aidan, the pack, me." I said trailing off before wrapping my arms around his shoulders and gently placing kisses on his neck. I felt him relax beneath me, before groaning and giving me more access to his neck. I nibbled, sucked, and kissed the soft flesh, earning groans and masculine moans from him. I found his sweet spot, targeting that one area, as I watched him unfold beneath me. Finally, he spun the chair around, and grabbed my hips, placing me onto his lap. I could clearly feel his hard on beneath me. But before I could do anything, he crushed his lips onto mine. I ran my fingers through his soft brown hair. His tongue ran across my bottom lip, asking for entrance. Which I accepted, parting my mouth, as his tongue dipped in, and began to explore my mouth. The tingles were so familiar, and had invaded every part of my body. Every fibre of me felt like it was on the verge of exploding. He began grinding his hard on against my core, causing a wave of pleasure to wash over me. He wasn't just kissing me, he was dominating me. His hands travelled up my shirt, tugging at it. When someone knocked on the door. Quickly getting off him, we straightened ourselves up, and stood up. "Come in," Vincent said. His voice rough and husky. The door slowly opened to reveal Riley. "Sorry alpha. But we have a visitor." He said. "Who?" Vincent said, his brows scrunching together. "Alpha Davis, from RedWater pack." Riley said. Hearing those words had my heart sink to the pit of my stomach. A feeling of nervousness, uneasiness, and nausea washed over me. My father was here.