From my tumblr: buryallyourbones.
Y/N, just a few mere minutes of being an eighteen year old has been taken to a new pack and is now starting a new life mated to the Beta of the pack instead of the Alpha. She just wants to be with the one meant for...
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Chris watches the black haired wolf walks across to the building where the mates go before the mating. Vinny's hand on her lower back as he leads her to it. Her bags in his free hand. The she is flirting her way around and poor Vinny is just sucking it right up. The cheeky grin on his face just shows how the woman can really butter any man up including Chris when he was younger.
His arms folded with a scowl on his face as he does his best to completely remember why it was not meant for him to be with her. The listing of different things as he watches the door close behind Vinny. The curtain in the small window being closed.
His mind flashes to his mate. The woman who despite the black hair just like the one he somehow today still ruins his life with her existence. She was completely different from the temptress in front of him in the housing building. She was everything the temptress could never be. Yet, here he stood wondering about everything that was and could have been.
Will her ever love her? Why did the Goddess pair him with her? The fact she has his pup and he smiles at the thought but as his eyes dart to the woman in front of him, he can't help but wonder what if. He wonders about what the swollen belly the woman would have. Would he feel pride like he does with Y/N?
Vinny shuffles out the front door of the building and heads back to the office of the Alpha. The cheeky grin still resting on his face. His confidence is heightened. The she makes her way to where Chris stands, her hips swaying as she takes each step like a super model showing off the newest designer clothes.
Her movements halt and she stops just a few feet in front of the man. Her black hair curtained around her shoulders. Her makeup is perfectly caked on. She smirks at the man crossing her arms in front of her. An eyebrow raised as she drinks him in.
Her brown eyes flick to Chris's. Her smirk shifting to a smile she had reserved for him years ago. The red lipstick painted perfectly on them. The same shade of dark red she had wore all those years ago at the age of fifteen. He thinks the shade was titled Blood Lust, but he isn't sure.
His eyes flicks to her lips. Those thick plump beautiful pained red covered lips. Her thick lips, he misses them. The way they wrapped around his cock, he misses that most. He was only seventeen at the time, but she had shown him the best of the world just from her lips alone. It was worth the trouble. She was always skilled in that department. He shutters at the thought.
It's like despite his father no longer being alive. He still finds a way to taunt the man. It's his karma for being such a rebel in his teenage years. His pack was the one with the most rules and while he thinks it's because his father loved control and maybe it was. He also knows it was to prevent anything going wrong.
Mainly control.
Yet, here the wrong stood in front of him.
He knows it's his karma. Chris was supposed to save himself for his mate. He didn't. Neither did the she wolf, the wolf who he had hoped he would never see again after she had been paired to another male. He had swore he would never get over her. He never really did. He had pushed it back and did his best with what he was given. Maybe that's why his mates never worked out. Maybe that's why he hopes this one will.
