Chapter 1: What comes from a bite?

I sighed deeply and leaned back in my chair. I glanced to my left and saw my two year old son begin to squirm in his seat obviously becoming bored with the situation. I reached out my left hand and allowed him to start playing with my ring and bracelet in an attempt to keep him quiet a little while longer.

He started playing with the ring I wore on my ring finger. The ring made of black stone was heavier than it looked, the top of the ring was shaped and detailed to take the shape of a wolf that held a white diamond for an eye. He turned it back and forth before moving my silver bangles up and down my forearm; he turned to me and smiled.

He had my hair, a lighter shade of brown that curled into little ringlets when it got longer, he also had my smile that brightened up his entire face and my extremely short attention span; but sadly that’s where all of the similarities end. He has his father’s mystifying blue eyes only they were warmer and held more mischief that promised trouble. He also had his father’s cool and serious demeanor minus the anger issues.

I returned his smile with one of my own and continued to watch him. It amazed me how something so perfect like my son could come out of one of the worst nights of my life.

We were in the dining room decorated with the heavy mahogany wood and white walls, the wine rack sat in the corner and a vase with white flowers in the middle of the long table that seats twenty-two people but only five were occupied tonight. At the head of the table was Carter, I was seated on his left with my son next to me. Cory and Josh the twin beta’s sat across from me.

I felt the heat of piercing eyes on me and knew he was staring at me. I turned my attention back to the table, glancing at my right my thoughts were confirmed, he was staring at me intently, his eyes darkening to a deep blue. I didn’t want to give him any attention. Instead I turned and looked across from me at the twins joking and laughing about something utterly ridiculous knowing them. They shared their cousin’s looks, hair almost black with the bright blue eyes and devilish smile that I’m beginning to think is a family trait. I liked Cory and Josh, they were by far my favourites in the pack and considering how they were Carters second in command I always had one of them watching over me.

When I was first bought into Carter’s care I had no idea that there were two of them, and they kept on playing that trick for six months. They would dress the same and pretend to be a guy named Fabio, idiots, the only reason they stopped was because they accidentally forgot whose turn it was that day and both walked into the room; I had been furious that they lied to me but it was hard to stay made at either of them, now I knew which one was which and scolded myself for not recognizing it sooner.  They were ultimately nice guys but had the personalities of a ten year old which was quite a contrast to their bruiting cousin who couldn’t take a joke.

“Would you like some wine my lady?” Tory the house keepers’ voice came from my right gaining my attention and forcing me to turn to the right catching his eye. I smiled at the grey hair older women and opened my mouth about to accept the wine mainly because I was going to need a drink to get through tonight.

“No, she won’t be drinking” his voice boomed across the room. The alpha order quickly sent Tory far away from my glass. He glared at me when I narrowed my eyes at him, I wasn’t afraid of the consequences of challenging his order.  We were trapped in a stare down, neither one willing to back down, my eyes were watering and stinging from not blinking but he seemed utterly unaffected.

“Umm, well this is awkward” The sound of Cory’s voice stopped the stare down between us. I turned my gaze to face the two identical twins and smiled politely at them.

“Well I think it’s time to put Harley to bed, so if you’ll all excuses us” I said bending down to pick up my son and walk out of the room. Jackass, who does he think he is telling me I can’t drink; I’m twenty one and can drink whatever I want! Stupid pain in the ass Alpha!

I walked into the entrance room with the double doors and wide stair case that splits into two; one leading to the left wing of the house which is where some members of the pack lived and the right wing which was dedicated to the Alpha. Cory and Josh had also claimed two of the rooms much to Carter’s dismay. I walked up the stairs taking the right wing with Harley in my arms, getting into his room I sat him down on the cream coloured carpet floor before moving to start up the bath. Putting on the hot and cold water to get a nice temperature I waited for the bath to fill.

“Harley! Come on bath time!” I called out. Hearing the small footsteps approaching I knew he had heard me.

“Mummy can my toys have a bath as well?” He asked innocently carrying all of his toys in his arms.

“Sure baby” I answered checking the temperature of the water before I undressed him and sat him in big bath tub along with his five dinosaur toys. He played innocently with them as I washed him clean. I moved to sit on top of the closed toilet to let him play in the water for a little while longer.

How did I even end up here? I had been repressing the memory of my eighteenth birthday since the morning after it happened, I had been shut off from everyone, I haven’t seen my grandfather in months, my friends for almost a year now, but that wasn’t entirely my fault; No it was his! I have been spending the last three years of my life putting up with Carter Williams, the egotistical asshole that had the nerve to rape me and bite my neck on what was supposed to be the best day of my life. I have been tempted to kick his stupid Alpha ass into next week but I was missing the abilities that made that thought even a possibility. I was a werewolf who couldn’t change, stuck in human form, they say it happens once every few hundred years and I just happen to be one of those lucky few.

“M-mummy. I-it’s c-c-cold” Harley stuttered pulling me out of my thoughts and back to my son now shivering in with blue lips in the bath. How long was I thinking for?

“Sorry baby” I picked him up and wrapped him in a towel, before kissing his little nose. Leading him into the room he picked out the same pair of pyjamas as he does every Wednesday night, red with little dinosaurs on them. I helped him put them on before tucking him into the large double bed that sat at the far wall of his room, I was hesitant to the large bed at first but now that I look at it covered in a large amount of stuffed teddies it makes sense.

“All done, now go to sleep” I said tapping his cute button nose. He smiled at me that cheeky smile and shook his head from left to right.

“No mummy”

“No? But its bed time” I rustled his hair. I knew what he wanted but I loved to stir him.

“No its story time mummy!” He yelled jumping out of bed taking his favourite dinosaur toy with him. His little legs ran out to a small bookshelf in the corner, I watched him as he climbed up on the chair and reached for one of the children’s books. My heart skipped a little at his actions, he could easily fall and hurt himself but I needed to let him hurt himself a few times or he’ll never learn.

“This one” He said running back over to me. I picked him up and put him back in the middle of the bed as his tiny hands clutched an orange book. I tucked him in once again sitting his favourite toy next to him; I took the book from his hands and read the front cover: ‘Green eggs and ham’ by Dr Seuss. Harley was grinning at me waiting in anticipation, I’ve read this book for him about fifty times, and it was his favourite.

“I am Sam, Sam I am, That Sam-I-am, That Sam-I-am! I do not like, that Sam-I-am” I started flipping pages watching his little face light up with excitement. “Do you like green eggs and ham?” I asked him tickling his stomach. He shook his head no. I laughed and kept going with the story.

When it was over I closed the book. “All done”

“No mummy, another one, another one!” He smiled happily as he begged me for another book.

“No more, baby, come on bed time” I tried tucking him into bed once again.

His brow creased as a frown formed on his little face, he crossed his arms over his chest and I shuddered at how much he resembled Carter in that moment.

“Bed. Harley. Now.” I kept my voice stern in a commanding tone. His eyes widen and his head bowed down at my tone. He did as he was told and climbed back in under the covers and laid his head back on the pillow. I pulled the blanket up and kissed his fore head. “Goodnight baby”

“Night mummy” he said snuggling in to his pillow and blankets.

I looked back at him as I went to close the door, so small, so perfect. I shut the door quietly and I walked down the corridor of rooms until I found the double doors at the end of the corridor that lead to the master bedroom.

Pulling open the doors I walked in and get ready for bed, sleeping in an oversized t-shirt and shorts I moved over as far as I could get on my side of the king sized bed hoping that Carter will get the message; He won’t!

I had finally gotten comfortable when I heard the door open and close. I didn’t bother turning around and just tried pretending I was asleep. I heard the rustling of clothes and the felt the dip of the bed. Carter was never one to leave me to sleep alone, ever! On the off occasion that he didn’t come asking for sex which was rarely, he still made shore that I was sleeping next to him. I felt his arms come around my waist and before I could protest I was yanked back into his hard chest. I gave out a squeal of surprise from the attack.

“Oh good, your awake” he said seductively in my ear, keeping his voice low and husky.

“Well I am now!” I tried struggling out of his grasp but there was no point, the guy was a werewolf, and an Alpha at that, while I had next to no upper body strength what so ever. The odds were not in my favour.

He kissed my just under my ear and started to trail the kisses down my neck until he got to the bite mark. Oh shit! I quickly went to hide it but it was too late. Carter had rolled me over onto my back and pinned me down with my hands above my head and his weight on top of me crushing me.

”Why didn’t you mention it had faded again?” His husky voice was demanding sending a shiver up my spine.

“Because I didn’t notice” I lied.

“I can hear your heart beat, you’re lying” stupid werewolf hearing!

“Well then maybe because it hurts like a bitch!” I confessed.

“If you stopped fighting then maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much” I opened and closed my mouth like a goldfish trying to think of what to say but came up short.

He kissed my lips, but I didn’t kiss him back, even after all of these years I had never willingly kissed him back; and it didn’t go unnoticed. He bites down on my bottom lip making it swell and drawing blood, I whimpered from the assault.

A grin took hold of his face and he continued down my body, kissing, sucking and biting my skin as he went causing my body to feel like it was on fire. An involuntary moan left my lips as my back arched; I hated the way my body reacted to him, it always betrayed me. I had stopped fighting the sex a while ago, there was no point anymore, he could overpower me in a split second and I had been dealt enough spanking sessions to last a life time so I just lay there and try to stop my body from enjoying it too much; which never worked. I would never admit it but the sex was the only part of this so called relationship I was least objective too.

He ripped my shirt apart giving him access to my stomach; my red bra that clipped in the front was the next thing to go as he tossed it to the side. Moving down my body his wet kisses found my already hard nipple and began to tease it making me wet between my legs, Cater had never lasted long with foreplay, in fact he rarely does it, so I knew it wouldn’t be long before he enters me and bites down on my neck again.

I moaned again my hands moving on their own accord into his hair and gripping it tightly, my body was building, my pussy throbbing and begging for attention. His lips parted with my nipples and trailed down my stomach until he was kneeling in between my legs, he ripped off my shorts and panties discarding them on the floor. Gripping my ankles he pulled me to him spreading my legs further and wrapping them around his waist. I closed my eyes, my body quivering in anticipation.

I felt him at my entrance and gasped when he thrust himself inside of me, I was still not used to the size of him or how deep he was inside me. He leaned back over me kissing my lips again, before thrusting inside me once again starting off in at a slow pace, with each thrust my body built higher and higher, his tongue sliding into my mouth and his hands caressing my curves and breasts. I couldn’t control the moaning that escaped my lips and no matter how much I wanted to hate it, how much I hated him; I never wanted this to stop.

I threw my head back closing my eyes before they rolled back into my skull as his thrusts increased; harder, faster, yes! I wanted to scream but just couldn’t find the words. I was lost in the wordless sensation he had introduced me to. My back arched once again and with one last thrust the fullness in the pit of my stomach exploded and I felt nothing but pure pleasure letting my moans fly free from my lips.

I felt his warm breath on my skin before the sharp teeth pierced my skin quickly turning my cry of pleasure in to a cry of pain. Tears escaped my eyes running down my checks while my neck burned and I felt like I was on fire. I hated the bite; from the first day I was bitten until the last bite I receive I will always dread the bite. It was supposed to be claiming someone as your own, that they will forever be yours and no one can take them from you; well that is usually, because I am one of rare werewolves who cannot change the bite isn’t sticking, it stays for up to two weeks before it slips away and fades. Which means Carter has to keep biting me to keep his claim over me, although it sticked when I was pregnant but I didn’t want to be pregnant for the rest of my twenties and thirties.

I felt my body cool down as Carter pulled himself out of me and lay down beside me, he pulled me to his chest wrapping me in his arms like he does every night and kissed my neck sucking up the droplets of blood that had escaped my wound. I felt my body relax in his arms as I stopped fighting the bite and let the darkness take me.