I GOT ME A PUPPY Anastasia (anya)

Charlie's POV

Warning: Sexual content

"Y'know Charlie, you remind me a lot of my mate," Mateo grabbed ahold of another pot of food, setting it on the tables. Tonight was the full moon ceremony, and I was buzzing with excitement. The daylight hours lingered, the sun was high in the sky, and we were preparing everything for the evening's ceremony.

Both Presley and I told August that I would take over the duties the Luna typically took over, preparing the ceremony. I wanted to not only show Presley but also wanted to show Alexandre and August that I was perfectly capable of handling such a big task. I wanted to prove my worth to the pack.

"Oh really? How so?" I asked, raising a brow, pointing one of the people helping me put tonight together to the correct place.

"Well, it looks like you're taking charge. If anything, if you had brown hair and almost black eyes, I honestly think you'd look like the spitting image of him." The dominant wolf approached me.

"I bet he really was something if he had to deal with you." I rolled my eyes, pushing past him, grabbing onto the basket full of the moonstone necklaces.

"Hey," He whined. "That was rude. Whatever did I do to warrant that? If I remember correctly, you groveled at my feet to get me to help you out tonight." He walked beside me.

"I also remember you laughing at me." I glared at him, quickening my pace. "Me– who was almost in tears." Although I was excited, it didn't stop the feeling of doubt that lingered in the back of my mind. Many of the pack members that typically helped August bailed when they found out I was the one taking over for this ceremony.

I didn't take it to heart, though. The pack members still hardly knew me. I believed it to be several reasons why they didn't trust me. But I always ended up at the same fork in the road. Some didn't trust me because I had yet to have my mating ceremony with the alpha. I had yet to wear a ring and profess my love to my mate under the moon. The other side was the people who held a grudge against my family because of my father's actions when I was only a toddler. I didn't know how to combat that situation; people who have a deep-rooted hatred for someone they don't know, it really made no sense to me.

I knew it would take time for people to warm up to me, but I didn't realize it would take this long.

"Yeah, the same you that seems to have a little too much sass for his britches tonight." Mateo chuckled, catching up to me, nudging me with his shoulder.

"I will never have too much 'sass' for my pants. Plus, if you take away the 's' from sass, it leaves 'ass', and honestly, I do have a lot of ass to go into these jeans." I dryly laughed.

I hadn't paid attention to where I was going, which caused me to trip on a tree root. The basket of moonstones flew out of my hands. Almost as if it were in slow motion Mateo caught me from hitting the ground. I stared up at him, and his dangerous reddish-brown eyes stared into mine. I didn't know what the feeling was, but it was almost like when I would stare at Presley. Almost as if I were in awe of the dominant wolf. His warm breath tickled my face, making my eyes flicker down to his cupid bow lips. His bottom lip was tucked in, ever so slightly. I didn't know what was going on in my head, but confusion was the biggest factor.

I shook my head, letting go of the breath I hadn't known I had been holding. I let him help me steady myself before I brushed my pants and cleared my throat. "Thank you," I said quietly. I retrieved the basket that held the moonstones and began to collect the ones that had escaped its confines.

"You're going to have to bless them again." Mateo cleared his throat. I looked back at him, he was looking down at me, scratching the back of his neck in clear discomfort.

"Y– Yeah." I nodded, grabbing the last few of them up.

"Um, I'm gonna go help that omega over there," he pointed behind himself. I nodded my head, watching him disappear in the opposite direction.

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After preparations were done, I began getting myself ready for the night's rituals in the tents set up for both Presley and me. The curtain of the tent opened, and I could smell Presley's mouth-watering scent instantly, making a small smile appear on my face.

"Hey Angel," Presley's voice caused me to shiver in delight. My alpha wrapped his arms around my waist, and he rested his head on my shoulder. "Are you ready for tonight?"

I cleared my throat. "As ready as I can be, Pea." I nuzzled my face against his. My skin prickled from his stubble, making goosebumps rise on my arms.

"Hmm, y'know, I used to hate when my mom called me that." His sultry breath hit my ear, making my body react. "But when you say it like that, I don't know, love; I think I could listen to you call me that all day long."

"I'll keep that in mind."

He hummed, running his hands down lower. "Do you think the two of us have time to bond with one another before the ceremony begins?"

"Hmm, I think I've already prepared everything that I needed to prepare." I moved my hips just a little. I could feel Presley's rock-hard cock against my ass. "We might have to make it quick." His hand slithered down my stomach, dipping down into my pants.

"I don't know if I can make it quick." He kissed my neck. I mewled in delight, arching my back when he wrapped his hand around my length. "You're just too delectable." He dipped his other hand into my pants, gripping my ass.

Presley ran his thumb over my leaking slit, making me hiss in pleasure. All caution was thrown to the wind, my mind went blank, and I reacted to the touches of my mate. He pulled his hand away from my member, pulled down my pants, and exposed me to him. He quickly grabbed my cock into his hands once more, stroking it quickly. He was trying to get me off quickly, as always.

I could hear the clanging of his belt as he undid it, "Goddess, I always seem to lose all sense when it comes to you." He growled, nipping my ear. Once his cock was free from the confines of his pants, he wasted no time entering my wet hole. "Shit, baby, you know I love it when you're ready for me."

"I could say the same," I grunted, turning my head to look up at him. His heavy-lidded eyes stared at me with awe. He wasted no time hungrily kissing my lips. My mouth watered at the taste of him, and my legs began to shake when he hit my sweet spot. From his lips to his hand around my weeping cock, to his length that connected our bodies in their most primal form. I felt the bubbling pleasure begin to take over, and I released onto my stomach.

For just a mere second, Mateo came to mind. I quickly threw the thought out of my mind. Wondering why I even thought of him, in a moment, I was sharing intimacies with my mate. The thought made me feel guilty.

I could feel his knot begin to form in me, clueing me that he, too, was on edge from his release.

With a few more powerful thrusts, he came inside of me. He gripped my hips, holding me in place. My heart began to pump faster. The anxiety began to bubble up in my chest. What had I been thinking? Why had I even had that thought? My high quickly diminished with these thoughts, and I couldn't stop the flood spilling within me internally.

"Angel," Presley snapped me from my intruding thoughts. "I love you, Charlie." His hot breath hit my neck, and he kissed the mark he placed on my neck all those months ago.

I couldn't help but feel guilty. I didn't know how to even respond to him right now. I just thought of another man while we were bonding.

What was wrong with me?

When I didn't say anything back, Presley's knot quickly subsided, and he pulled away from me. I could hear him fix himself, buckling his belt back up. The awkward tension "Are you okay?" He asked, turning me toward him. "I'm sorry, you don't have to say it back. I said it because it's true. I love you." He lifted my head up so I would meet his gaze. But I couldn't. The guilt that had settled in made me feel awful. "Did I hurt you?" He asked, clearly concerned.

"I– No..." I finally managed to muster up words. "Sorry."

"You're okay, baby," He helped me pull my pants up and helped me clean myself up. I sat down in the chair, and he doted on me, getting me water, sensing something wasn't right.

Meanwhile, I sat in confusion. Unable to figure out why I– a mated person– would even have the thought of another person.

It's just– when Mateo's eyes met mine, it almost felt like I did when I first laid eyes on Presley.

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The rest of the night went on, and my head was in another galaxy, somewhere far away. I went through the motions, not paying attention to anything in front of me. It was almost as if I were a robot, just going through the motions to get through the night.

Guilt riddled my chest, and I just wanted to call my mama and get her advice on this scenario. She knew what I would need to do to get rid of these intrusive thoughts.

One thing I knew was this wasn't right. Something wasn't right. I just didn't know what.

A/N: Sooooohhohohoooo

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