What kind of wolf am I? - 5. Chapter 5

Sasha

I woke up in a bed that absolutely wasn’t my own, placed in a room that wasn’t in the slightest familiar. It took a moment before sleep east off my booze-hazed mind. I squinted around at my surroundings. Where the fuck was I? That’s when I noticed the smell.

“Fuuuuuuck.” I groaned. I was in the alphas bed, it had to be his room. The scent was so intoxicating. I burrowed my face in the beddings, breathing in deep. The bed smelled like him and nothing but him. So he was without a partner. And the scent was strong enough that he had to be sleeping in this bed each night. My dick twitched. I groaned again and turned my face back into the sheets. There was no escaping it, my need too urgent. I grabbed my shaft and jerked. Fast. It didn’t take long. As I came down from my orgasm, I mentally slapped myself. What the hell was wrong with me. Jerking off in the alphas bed. Shit. I lay still for a moment. Too bad he wasn’t there. I wondered if he had slept in here with me. And how had I ended up here in the first place?

I slowly began rummaging through my scattered and booze-blurry memories of the night before. Stella had abandoned me, then I had joined some friends from school. Some guy had chatted me up. The alpha had ordered me to stop drinking. Fuck I’d been pissed. I’d went right up to the bar after that and ordered twenty shots, determined to get wasted, just to spite him. Then I’d invited – what’s his face? He’d been blond… yes, that guy I'd asked to come and join me throwing down shots. I didn’t really have any interest in him, but he’d been willing and available. So, I’d channelled all my anger and exasperation into something productive. In the end, I had hauled him away from the party. I’d wanted someplace away from everyone else. I’d found an area of the house where no one else had seemed to wander. And damn, the smell at that wing of the house had my mouth water. The blond I’d dragged with me had stopped abruptly.

“I… I don’t think this area is – “ I’d grabbed him by the crotch, shutting him up, and dragged him by the balls.

“You wanna fuck me, you do it here.” I’d stated after choosing a secluded hallway, before shoving my hand down his pants to cub a feel. But what had happened after that was kind of a blur. I’d been so wasted, and fucking horny, so the bits following was seriously fuzzy. I think someone had come – There had been growling and… my eyes shot open — Holy Mother of the grey wolf. The alpha had been there, and he’d been seriously pissed. But of course I hadn’t cared for his anger. Then he’d kissed me. And I think I might have tried to strangle him right before my brain reconnected with my nerve endings. And— then he had thrown me in here. Fucking bastard.

I sat up and looked at my drying jizz spattered across the sheets. I huffed, a small smile tugged at my lips. Yeah, I’d just leave it. He wanted to fuck with me? I could play the game too. I got out of bed, pulled on my clothes and left the room as it was. I was beyond trying to cower before the alpha. Sure, I’d been raised to respect him, he was the alpha after all. But he had seriously pissed me off, he had no right to treat me so shitty I was not his plaything to command around.

I managed to find my way back to the main area. I still couldn’t wrap my head around how ridiculously huge the room was. But since it was designed to house the whole pack… or at least a pack of average size, it made sense. I beelined for the exit.

“Morning,” Asha said from the kitchen. “Breakfast?” he asked, holding up the pan of sizzling bacon. I stared at him for a moment. He didn’t seem surprised by the fact that I had just emerged from the alphas private quarters. I was deciding whether to make a run for it when my stomach rumbled loudly. Asha laughed.

“Come on. Sit down, and I’ll fix you a plate.” Reluctantly I padded my way to the kitchen and planted my ass in a chair by the island. Still wary of the beta.

“Here you go,” he said and slid a plate in front of me.

“Thanks — You have a lot of gusts sleeping over?” I asked and stuffed bacon in my mouth. Damn, that was yummy.

“Hmm, not really. Why?”

“You didn’t really seem too surprised by seeing me.”

“Nah, I knew you’d be coming. Tris told me to make sure you wouldn’t leave.” He said and sat down on the other side, grinning at me. I’d been assigned a freaking babysitter now?

“He what?” My anger flared back up.

“Easy there, pup. He’s just… worried?”

“Why’re you asking me?”

“You’re not… you know…mated?” I just stared at him for a long moment.

“Come again?” I gaped.

“Oh fuck, now I’ve gone a done it. I’m sorry. I thought that, since you’ve been sleeping in his bed, he’d claimed you last night, seems I was wrong, my bad.” My hands flew to my neck on either side, feeling for the tell-tell sign of the claim, but my skin was smooth. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to be claimed, but if I’d been claimed in a situation like this, drunk, not remembering and waking up to have a third party announce the news to me. Yeah, that would have sucked.

“No, he locked me up in there last night. I think he was pissed that I was hooking up in his hallway.” I smiled at the thought. Served him right, asshole.

“You… hooked up, in his hallway? With… someone else” Asha gaped at me. “You really must be a crazy fuck to trespass his boundaries like that.”

“Yeah, I don’t take well to being bossed around by people I don’t know.” I really didn’t, but being pissed to this extent? That was definitely not normal for me.

“He’s your alpha?” Asha stared at me, a frown creasing his forehead.

“He is, but that doesn’t give him the right to control my free will. I know to show him respect, I was raised in this pack, after all. But he kind of crossed the line last night. He’s not almighty. And I have limits.” I said. “Thanks for the food.” I stood and turned to leave, just as the alpha, Tristan walked into the room. Great, my mood just went down. Then his scent hit me smack in the face, fresh and overwhelming, making my dick hard, and my mood totally plummeted. Fuck my life.

“Where you going?” He asked, blocking my path.

“Home,” I grind out.

“No, we have things to discuss.” That made me perk up.

“Things… what things? You ordering me around, scaring away my hookup and locking me in your bedroom? What the fuck is there to discuss?” I squared my shoulders and met his gaze in defiance.

“You have no right to argue against me doing those things.” He said, but he was very wrong.

“The fuck I do! First of all, you’re my alpha, so you don’t get to single me out like that. My hookup had nothing to do with you. I’m sorry for trespassing, but you should have minded your own fucking business in the first place. And I am not your damn plaything that you get to lock up as you please. Fuck you very much.” That conundrum seemed to leave him speechless, so I took the chance, walked around him and left the house.

Later that afternoon, I found myself at Stella’s house, sprawled at her bed.

“And he fucking told his beta to keep an eye on me. What am I, a five-year-old pup who needs a babysitter?” Stella just stared at me. I’d just run the whole story by her while angrily twisting one of her teddy bears in my hands.

“Oh MY God… you are so stupid sometimes. It didn’t even occur to you that he might actually be interested?”

“What the hell makes you think that? The part where he ordered me to stop drinking?”

“He singled you out, moron!” I gaped at her. “And he kissed you,” she added.

“I said I think he might have kissed me. I was pretty wasted at that point.”

“He chased your hookup away.” She continued.

“We were trespassing, he was angry about that.”

“If he was angry about you being at his premises, he would’ve chased you out too, not locked you up in his bedroom, for crying out loud. I’d say he was acting jealous. His choice of mate was about to be corrupted by someone else. I would’ve gone ballistic if someone had tried to take my mate.” She said. I sighed, she kind of had a point. It was just hard to believe that he might’ve chosen me. If so, I’d probably ruined any chance of that.

“Speaking of mates. How did your wooing go?” I asked, desperate to change the subject. She sighed.

“Well, it was fun, but we didn’t really click. He was nice, though. He offered me to try again on more private ground, but it just wasn’t meant to be.”

“I’m sorry,” I said.

“I’m not. I want the right one for a mate, the one who can’t keep his teeth to himself, one can’t help it. That kind of connection.” Yeah, I kind of knew what she was saying. I wanted that too. I sighed.

“Just go apologize.” She said. “You’re still part of his pack, he can’t turn you away if you ask for an audience.”

“It’s not that simple, and you know it.”

“Sorry, Sash. But I wish it were.”