Malcolm McLean

A few days after taking Isabella out to Iverness, my uncle has returned from his trip. He looked slightly agitated and his hair was out of place. Damon noticed it right away when we saw him entering through the front doors. His eyes flying all over the places like someone who had committed a crime or was frightened of something.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

He came to a stuttering halt and his eyes snapped to mine. "No, why would you think something is wrong?"

"You're acting differently," I replied.

Damon and I were looking over some papers that I needed him to review and give me a second opinion. We were sitting down in the great hall at the end of the long table. Isabella was sleeping upstairs still. It was still quite early in the morning.

Uncle Alastair's back stiffened defensively. "There is nothing wrong. You do not need to be suspicious of anything."

He clutched a bag close to his chest. Damon frown deepened and I narrowed my eyes. I wasn't suspicious. In fact, I didn't say anything other than asking if something was wrong. He was acting like a male who was already guilty of something.

Standing up from my chair, I walked around Damon towards him.

"What's in your bag uncle?" I asked.

He seemed to snap out of his stupor and his confident front came back. He moved the bag away from my view and allowed his shoulders to relax a little.

"It is nothing. I went to go visit a good friend and she packed me a parting gift." He said calmly. "Now, if you would excuse me, I have been traveling all night. A good night sleep will help refresh me and calm my jittery mind."

I watched him scampered away before turning to Damon who looked just as puzzled as I was. He rubbed the stubble on his chin before scratching his temple.

"He is really off this morning." Damon voiced out loud.

"He said he was traveling all night."

"It's so weird. Your uncle never travels out alone but this time he did. I wondered where he went." Damon glanced back down at the paper and shuffle through them but I knew his mind was still on my uncle.

Sighing, I walked over to my seat and picked up some more papers to review again. The papers consisted of financial reports of the pack. Some lycans go into town to work and bring in their income. Others have found ways to help around the castle. It was just a matter of handling the resources that we currently have to keep the pack going. Winter was going to be hitting soon and we needed to make sure we had enough to keep us full throughout the season.

A few hours went by, Damon and I were quickly finishing up the paperwork and organizing the fine details when I heard my bedroom door click open. Knowing exactly who was emerging from the bedroom, my eyes zipped up to the second-floor landing.

A few moments later, she appeared by the stairs. She glanced our way and she gave me a lopsided grin before descending the stairs. She dressed in a casual white t-shirt and black yoga pants that hugged her hips and bottom like a glove. Instantly, desire lit up inside of me.

Isabella seemed to always bring out the animal inside of me-the good and bad. I saw that the mark I have given her was now clear as day and a part of me swell with pride. She was making it clear that she was mine.

When she was near enough, I wrapped my hands around her wrist and pulled her right onto my lap. The slight part of her lips and darkening of her eyes told me she knew what was poking her from underneath. The little vixen wiggled her bottom and I almost let out a strangled groan from the pure pleasure.

"What are you two doing?" She asked.

"Working out the finances," Damon responded with a grin of his own. He has always liked Isabella. Damon was always the calmer one out of the two of us but I knew it was because he had never been in my situation.

Damon has never fallen in love. He didn't pay much attention to the females around him and only used him when he needed them. But I have known Damon for a long time, beneath all that bright and charming exterior he was closed off.

Isabella made a face. "That is not fun."

I grinned, "We are just about done. If you want I can take you somewhere fun."

She turned in time to see me wiggle my eyebrows at her. Her face lit up and her eyes sparkled with mischief. Adjusting her bottom again, I had to bite my lips to stop myself from making any noise. She turned her body in my lap and wrapped her arms around me.

"Is that right? What kind of fun are we talking about?" She teased in a low sensual tone.

My hands tightened around her hip bones. She was teasing me and driving me insane all in one. I notice Damon fighting back a smile. He knew what Isabella was doing.

"Yes, where to, Malcolm? I want to go too." Damon demanded in a squeaky girl voice.

I glowered at my friend. "You're not invited."

Suddenly, rain started rushing down. The castle was cast with a calm pitter-patter of the storm that was about to come. Isabella moved off my lap at my reluctance and walked towards the front doors. She opened one door wide and stepped out to view the weather.

Damon and I followed her and saw that it did start raining. The sky was suddenly dark and gloomy and rain was rushing down from the skies. We definitely wouldn't be able to step outside now.

"Well, I guess we will have to spend tonight in our room." I didn't mind the idea at all. In fact, I wanted to get started right now but Isabella surprised me when she quickly ran out into the rain.

"What are you doing?" I shouted after her.

She twirled in the rain in completely soaked. I should have expected this from her. Isabella was the opposite of me but it doesn't mean she wasn't strong. This female before me, after all, she had gone through, can still stand on her two feet and be happy. She can still hold a smile. Many will be too broken to recover but not Isabella. She wouldn't let even her past take her down. She fought it off for years.

She giggled and wiped the rain from her face before stopping twirling and turning to face me fully. My eyes darkened in fury immediately when I saw just how revealing her torso was. I slapped my palms over Damon's head to force him to turn around.

"Come back here, Bella," I ordered, beckoning with my hand.

She shook her head, still smiling. She took a step back.

"Bella, you're completely soaked. I can see everything." I growled impatiently. My eyes darting around to see if anyone was dumb enough to look but thankfully everyone was hidden away in their homes and rooms.

The corner of her lips lifted. She glanced down her body and back up at me. Shrugging she still refused to come back inside.

"Damn it, Bella. I don't want anyone to see you like this." I said possessively.

She giggled and cupped her bountiful breasts in front of me. "Are you being possessive, Malcolm? Are these yours?"

I snarled and took a step toward her.

"Izzy, why are you provoking the wolf? He will not back down from a challenge." Damon chimed while whistling with his eyes closed.

"If he wants me, he will come and get me. A little rain won't stop him." She said confidently back.

She's right. It won't.

I marched right into the rain. She squeaked and broke into a run, heading for the woods. Growling my warning, I ran after her. My t-shirt completely soaking my body and my shorts clung to my legs. I was soaked in a matter of seconds. I ripped off my t-shirt without breaking my pace. She glanced behind me and saw that I was hot on her heels.

"Catch me, Malcolm. If you can I'll do anything you want." She shouted.

I grinned, "Then you better run fast because I never lose a challenge, Bella."

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Isabella Carson

It was a good fifteen minutes of running before I stopped to take a breath. My back up against a huge tree to hide me from his view. The rain was a good way to mask my scent and trail from him. I clutched my chest with my palms and hoped that he had decided to go another direction.

Malcolm and I were in the middle of the woods twenty miles at least away from the border. We were still safely within his territory.

I closed my eyes and tilt my face towards the sky. The rain washing away all my worries and pain, leaving me only with the thrill of being chased by an Alpha lycan and the anticipation that I will be caught. Taking one last deep inhale, I was startled when I heard something rush past me. A second later, A hard, familiar plane pressed against my body. A pair of heated lips touched my exposed neck and strong masculine hands touched every curve of my body possessively.

"Malcolm..." I breathed, while my hands snaked their way up his biceps and over his strong shoulders to his nape. He continued kissing my neck, licking and teasing all in the right areas. His hard erection pressed against my stomach.

Any other male I wouldn't be afraid of but lycan leader Malcolm's body extrude a kind of confidence and primal power that even I can't ignore. It stirs a desire and yearning inside of me. The ache between my legs increased and I wanted to do was find him nestled in between them.

How quickly he owns my body and how quickly he makes me beg to be taken by him.

He kissed his way up the side of my neck to my ear. I heard him whisper, "I won, Bella. Now it is time you hand over the prize."

Catch me, Malcolm. If you can I'll do anything you want.

I moaned when he nipped my earlobe and his hand squeezed one of my breasts in his palms mercilessly. Bending down he latched onto my nipple of the thin material of my shirt. Immediately, I felt the warm cave of his mouth over my chilled erected buds. My fingers dug into his hair and scraped his scalp. The pure pleasure pulsing through me like radioactive waves.

What can I do?

I did challenge him and I won't argue with him if what he wanted was me.

(yes they did it and I ripped that steamy part away from you, lol. I figured you didn't want to know what happened)

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An hour later, we stayed in a heated mess on the ground. My clothes stripped and tossed carelessly to the side. His body covering mine from any cold rain that still ran down our bodies.

"Mm...that was amazing." I moaned.

I felt him grin against me and knew his Alpha male pride must be doubled tenfold. He shifted and kissed my breasts before nuzzling his face between the valley playfully before moving to straddle my hips. He pushed himself off the ground to look down at me. His hands kneading my breasts.

"Want to challenge me again?" He said lightheartedly.

I scoffed. "Malcolm, your insatiable. My core aches and need some rest."

He licked his lips and again my body was already responding.

Shameless body.

"There are other methods of finding release, Bella." His finger trailed my lips.

It was tempting-too tempting but I pushed him off me before finding my clothes. I slipped them on, hopping around as my yoga pants clung and rubbed against my skin. It was like I was fighting my own clothes.

Malcolm laughed as he slipped on his own shorts before walking over. He gave my naked arse a good squeeze before he pulled the material over my body. Unfortunately, the nice pair of hot pink lace panties I had on did not make it. Malcolm ripped them the minute he saw them on me. His need to be inside of me doubled the minute he saw me in them.

Once he got the material over my bottom, he patted it like I was a good girl and gave me a quick hard kiss on the lips. When he pulled back, Malcolm and I heard someone coming our way. We both turned immediately thinking it was an intruder until we realized it was coming from deeper inside the territory.

A lycan male soldier appeared and Malcolm slipped me behind him, still fully aware that I was wearing a white t-shirt that is see through.

"What is it?" Malcolm asked.

"Lycan leader Pete is here to see you."