The car ride was long and torturous. The entire time, I was seated on Tessa's lap, unable to move and unable to sleep. She told me that I should but I couldn't obey. I tried, I really did. I closed my eyes and sat like that for hours at a time, but my mind wouldn't stop racing. I just needed to know what was going to happen now that I'd been found by my (alleged) mate and my wolf was growing more powerful by the minute. I knew I couldn't hold her off much longer and she growled every time I would extend my conciousness towards her. She hated me. Even the one thing that made up half of who I was hated me. I was surprised that Tessa hadn't killed me where I sat like she did to Sir. Selene knows, I deserved it. I deserved all the horrible things that were sure to happen to me under Tessa's care.
We stopped a few times to get food and go to the bathroom. At each of the rest stops I would simply go in, use the restroom, come out and wait for them to be done eating so we could leave. I had no idea how they could eat so much in so little time. I could barely stomach the little amount that they forced me to eat. The man, who Tessa called Elliot, would order and Tessa would make me sit next to her at a table. I hated it, but it was more tolerable than the car. Even though I was calm and didn't try to run and didn't misbehave, Tessa still made me sit on her lap. A few times I would snap out of my thoughts to find her mouthing gently at my neck, making my body flush and causing me to squirm on her lap. When I made sounds of discomfort, she would stop. The first time, I apologized for making her stop and offered my neck back up for her to continue, feeling naked without my collar on. She had decided at some point that she didn't like it on me and broke it off. Elliot tried to tell her that it might not work, but she didn't care. She wanted it off, so it came off. It was laying on the side of the highway somewhere, tossed carelessly out the window as if I hadn't been wearing it since I was 16. In the three years that I'd had it on, Sir hadn't once removed it. I couldn't get it off on my own and he made sure I knew. I didn't know how to feel without it.
By the time the car stopped for the last time, night had fallen and my wolf was nearly out of her cage. I was settled on the fine edge of a freshly sharpened knife, ready to fall or be cut open at any moment. Tessa opened the door and Elliot helped me out, ignoring the glare he recieved from Tessa. I bit down the urge to apologize.
Tessa took my hand once more and led me to the front of the house-- castle?-- that stood before us. I followed, confused. Who else could live there? I thought the alpha lived alone. Maybe she lived somewhere else and she wanted me to stay here and clean. Yeah, that was probably it. There was no way that she lived here, alone or with other people.
"This is the pack house. My rooms are on the upper floor, but it isn't much. Bathroom, kitchenette, bedroom. But, it's more than most of the other members have. After all, the alpha needs her privacy. Especially an alpha king..." She nuzzled my bare neck, her breath ghosting across my skin and bringing goosebumps to the surface.
"It's um... It's beautiful, Tessa."
She gave a blinding smile. "You remembered to call me Tessa this time."
I blinked for a moment, confused before remembering how I had called her Ma'am when I thought she was going to punish me. "Y-Yes. I-Is that still okay? I'm sorry if it isn't, I won't do it again." My words brought a frown to her face, causing me to mirror her. I didn't like how she wasn't happy anymore.
"No, you will always call me Tessa. Even when there are other alphas around, especially if they call me Alpha Salinas or Alpha King." The way she said alpha king made it sound more like a title than it had when Sir had mentioned it before. She began to move towards the house, but I had questions. I wanted them answered now, while I knew she was in a relatively good mood. It lowered my chances of being punished.
"Um... Tessa? Can I ask you something?"
"Of course, beautiful. What is it?"
"Okay. Well, w-what's an Alpha King?" Tessa exhaled a laugh before looking at my face.
"Oh, you're serious? I'm sorry, my Willa. I thought you were joking. Everyone knows what an Alpha King is."
"Oh, I'm sorry. You don't need to tell me."
"Well, it means that I'm in charge of all of the wolves. I am the alpha of all alphas. My pack is the most elite and we keep the peace." My brow wrinkled in confusion.
"B-But... You're a female. Sir said that females can't be alphas." Tessa chuckled darkly.
"Well, your sir was wrong about quite a few things, wasn't he?" I nodded quickly, trying to ignore the jab at Sir. "Come, let's go inside. Everyone is out at the moment, so I'll just bring you upstairs. I'd say that I wish you were pure, but I'm sure that isn't the truth after years with that disgusting little man."
"P-Pure? As in... clean?" I tried not to sniff audibly. I thought I smelled good after the shower, but I guess I was wrong.
"No, my darling Willa. Pure as in a virgin. Untouched... Unsullied." Her hand slid down between my legs and patted gently. "It's alright. I'll fuck you so hard you'll never want for anything else again."
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Helpless (gxg)
WerewolfWilla loved Pack. They were her family. They were everything to her, the people who helped her stay out of trouble, even if some of them caused her to get on Alpha's bad side. Of course, everything changes when Alpha decides that she needs a little...