The Alpha’s Forbidden Love

LUCY

Sitting alone in the quiet of my haven, my thoughts drifted back to my childhood. Memories of my father and Cade flooded my mind, the times they laughed together, their camaraderie, and the trust my father had in Cade. It saddened my heart to think that someone so close to my family could be responsible for my family’s tragedy. The weight of betrayal felt so heavy on my heart.

“How could you do this, Cade?” I mused silently, struggling with conflicting emotions of grief and anger.

My thoughts were interrupted by a soft tap on my shoulder which jolted me, pulling me out of my reverie. Glen, Chris’ beta, stood at my side with an urgent expression.

“Lucy, Chris has returned. He wishes to speak with you as soon as you can,” Glen announced, the urgency in his voice evident.

My heart skipped a beat at the news. I pushed aside my tumultuous contemplation, bracing myself up for the encounter with Chris. The conflicting emotions of dread and anticipation gnawed at me as I prepared to face him.

Taking a deep breath, I rose to my feet, my mind a whirlwind of emotions. Despite my inner troubles, I began to feel a sense of resolve blossom within me. I squared my shoulders and steeled myself for the impending conversation ahead.

I hurried to his pack territory with Glen upon hearing of Chris’ arrival. Rushing into his arms, I found solace in his embrace.

“I heard about what happened on your way back,” I said. “Glen told me about the attack and your injury, are you alright?”

“Yeah, a group of rogues tried to attack me and my guards on our way back from the alpha summit,” he said, concern etched on his face.

“Are you hurt? Did they hurt you?” I asked, my voice etched with worry.

“You don’t have to worry about me, it was just a scratch, trust me,” he assured.

“Do you have any idea about who sent them?” I asked.

“I can’t shake the feeling that Cade orchestrated this attack,” Chris said, his voice edged with frustration.

I pondered on what he said for a while but it didn’t sit right with me. “I don’t think he did else he would have bragged about it with everyone especially me.”

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I shrugged. “You have enemies everywhere so it could be possible that someone else sent those rogues after you.”

In the warmth of our conversation, I divulged the recent turn of events that had occurred in my home. “Nathan found out the truth about his father’s deeds through Maverick,” I disclosed. “Cade also confessed to murdering my father.”

Chris’ eyes widened in disbelief. “Cade confessed? When?” his voice grew serious as he processed the unsettling information.

I hesitated, the gravity of my words settling heavily on me. “I heard him confess his deed to someone in his chambers and I overheard everything. There was no remorse in his voice.”

The discussion about Cade’s confession made me recall everything that had happened in the past and tears began to roll down my cheeks. It was a battle to prevent my mouth from trembling, as my eyes stung with repressed tears

“Lucy…” Chris said slightly, reaching for me. “I’m here for you and very soon, Cade will pay for all the things he has done to our families.” The agony mirrored on his face appalled me and I rushed to reassure him, impulsively lifting my hand to touch his smooth cheek.

“This is my fight, not yours,” I said.

“No, my love. Your fight is my fight and I’m going to stay by your side until the end.” his mouth curved into a wry smile. His intense eyes mesmerized me as he slid his hand into my hair, forcing my face within inches of his. Was it my own blood drumming in my ears as my pulse increased its rate that made his voice sound slurred? Or was his powerful body less under his control than I had imagined? I made a feeble effort to draw away from him but he pulled me even closer.

“Chris….” I whispered his name, my voice a thread of sound that scarcely reached his ears.

“Be my Luna, Lucy! Who am I to reject so bountiful a gift from the moon goddess, hmm?” his mouth touched the tip of my nose and drifted to my mouth to brush my lips.

Gasping as I found myself encompassed by his arms, my mouth subjected to a deeply passionate kiss. Instinctively my hands rose to his shoulders before stretching to clasp round his neck as he drew me intimately against the length of his aroused body.

I tried to speak, but the words stuck in my dry throat, so I could only stand there while the cool breeze stirred the room as his fingers threaded through my hair, restraining the movement of my head while he pleasured my mouth with the persuasive incursion of his tongue.

I was breathing heavily, my heart thudding with the agitation of a trapped bird, by the time he released my lips, to trail the wanton caresses across my cheekbone and down the soft expanse of my neck. Breathing in the scent of his hair and skin, a warm sensual languor beneath the touch of his hands and his mouth, I knew I was lost.

“Be honest with me, Lucy.” his breath was warm against my ear. “I know you still hate me for what my family did to yours, aren’t you?”

He was right. I still hadn’t gotten over what his family did to mine but that was all in the past now considering all of the truth that had been revealed so far.

“Admit it.” his voice was hoarse, his eyes narrowed and searingly powerful as his fingers tangled once more in my hair to hold my head so that I couldn’t turn it away from him

“Yes,’ I whispered, the word escaping from my throat as a husky sob. “But that is all in the past now.”

His hands moved with deadly purpose down the length of my body, predatory fingers following the curves of my waist and buttocks as he gathered me to him in a blatant intimacy.

With my senses swimming, I ceded to my own needs, running my palms down the damp, silky skin of his now naked back, daring to trace the hard hollows of his loins, experiencing a fierce surge of desire as he bucked beneath my touch as if I had sent several volts of electricity through his flesh.

I stood motionless, my breathing shallow as my dark eyes swept over the form of the man I loved, absorbing the glossy darkness of his hair, the strong bones of his face, assimilating the physical beauty of his tough male body, while my heart beat with the intense concentration f a drum solo. I knew there were lots of things surrounding us, but for now, because I loved him, I would trust him. Trust him with the remainder of my life.