Chapter 6
Lucian
I hate that I want her so much.
Noelle Willis used to be the girl my brother dated and the one 1 teased relentlessly because of it. In her eyes, we were probably enemies, but in mine, she has always been gorgeous, sexy, and completely out of reach.
She always belonged to my brother, and I shouldn’t have wanted her when she wasn’t my mate. But I did. I wanted her so badly that I couldn’t help myself from opening my big mouth and making fun of her. That’s probably why she hates me because she does. Underneath the mate bond lies her true emotions, and I can tell that while Noelle finds me attractive, she doesn’t trust me.
My heart plummets into depression–land at the thought, and I sigh to myself as I enter Noelle’s room through her window. I shouldn’t be here, but there is something about my little Duchess that I need to know.
Noelle claimed she was used to everyone beating her up earlier, and it shocked me. I wasn’t aware of that happening. Noelle might be the Omega of my pack, but I sure as hell don’t tolerate any kind of physical abuse.
Carefully, I pull down her blanket, eyes widening when I see bruises–old and new–scattered on her olive skin. Who the hell dared to hurt my mate?!
Anger pulsates in my veins. Did my brother cause one of these bru bastard for touching my mate.
If he did, then I wouldn’t hesitate to kill the fucking
“Alpha Lucian?‘ Edward’s voice suddenly comes in through the mind–link. He is one of my most trusted butlers, and normally, I wouldn’t mind hearing from him, but I’m pissed off right now and can barely keep it together.
Still, I manage to calm down enough to respond, “Yes?”
“You were right about the girl. We couldn’t find any information about when Noelle was born, neither did we find any pictures of her mother being pregnant!
there was nothing?”
‘Not that we could find. There are no records of Noelle’s mother being pregnant and no pictures of Noelle on social media as a child. Her parents didn’t even register her in the pack archive when she was born. At this point, we aren’t even sure if Noelle is a werewolf to begin with.
A silent growl leaves my lips even though Edward can’t hear it. As if my day wasn’t bad enough already…
‘What else would she be if not a werewolf?” I bark to Edward through the mind–link. ‘Noelle is my mate, so my wolf is obviously responding to something!
‘I didn’t mean any offense, Alpha, and I humbly apologize if it seemed that way. I was simply stating the observations my father and I have made.”
Fuck, he is right. Edward isn’t the enemy here, and his father, who also works under me, is trustworthy, too. It would serve
with them. no use to argue
I take a deep breath to calm down my butt before I speak to Edward in a more professional manner. ‘See if you can find out more about her. There must be records of when the Willis family moved to Mystic City. Perhaps they are even pictures?”
I will look into it, Alpha
Thank you, Edward.
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‘My pleasure.
After Edward’s presence disappears from my mind, I stare down at Noelle’s peaceful face. She is sleeping without a care in the world, and I lean down to stroke her cheek. “Just who are you? And where did you come from?”
It seems my mate isn’t a morning person. I wake up earlier than Noelle and head to the kitchen, eager to get some bacon into my body before my meetings.
I’m not wearing any clothes if you don’t count my Calvin Klein Boxers, but I don’t really care to dress. My house, my rules. The smell of bacon frying wafts through the kitchen as I stand a the stove, a spatula in hand, and I’m interrupted by a yawn from behind me.
Noelle stands there, rubbing her eyes sleepily. She’s still in her nightgown, looking adorable with her wild hair. She walks towards the counter, widening her eyes the second I turn around to face her.
“Oh my god!” she exclaims, covering her eyes with both of her hands. If I’m not mistaken, a blush is already spreading across her face. “Put on a shirt before you scare off the staff!”
I chuckle to myself, reaching for a slice of bacon. “They are used to me walking around shirtless, Miss Willis. And, if I’m not mistaken, none of the female maids have ever complained about seeing my abs early in the morning.”
A smirk pulls at my lips as Noelle groans in response, dropping her hands and glaring at me.
“Well, as your mate, I’m officially complaining. Have you heard of decency?”
I laugh outright at that. Noelle–my little Duchess–has been my mate for less than twenty–four hours, and she is already trying to enforce ‘decency‘ on me? How amusing.
I reach for a plate and start adding bacon to it while talking to Noelle. “You might sound like you’re complaining, but I bet you don’t mind this view.”
Her eyes
narrow as she takes the plate. “What view?”
Í gesture down at myself, smirking. “This view
She rolls her eyes, but I can see a hint of a blush creeping back onto her cheeks. “In your dreams, Alpha,” she says, picking up a bite of bacon with her fingers before wandering over to the table.
“You don’t want eggs?” I ask.
“Bring it over to the table.”
1 lift a teasing eyebrow, “Bossy much?”
She doesn’t look up from her plate when I walk over to the table with the eggs. Instead, she uses her fork to slide it off my plate and onto hers. “Get used to it.”
did she
e just give me the Alpha attitude? The one who has taken her under his wings and given her a roof above her head?
Fascinating.
Much to Noelle’s frustration, I take a seat beside her. It’s obvious she doesn’t want me there. She keeps shifting in her chair and I smirk to myself.
“You smell nice,” I tell her, satisfied when that blush spreads up to her little ears.
“Th–thank you,” she mutters. “I used one of your perfumes. You have a lot of female products in your guest bathroom..”
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Oh, so that’s why she is in a–foul mood? The little miss is angry that I wasn’t a virgin before she came into my life. This must be the reason she is feisty.
“If it’s any consolation, you’re the only woman I’m interested in right now, and it sucks that you want to take it slow.”
Noelle yelps at my words, rattled but quickly hiding it behind an embarrassed look. Damn, she looks cute. I have the strongest urge to bite her lips, kiss her, and see where else I can make her blush.
“So_” Noelle clears her throat. “About this meeting you mentioned.”
“Ah, trying to change the subject already?”
“Change the subject?” she tries to play dumb. “We weren’t discussing anything.”
“We were.”
“No, we weren’t.”
Is that a challenge?
I keep my eyes trained on hers as I slowly lean forward. She doesn’t move even when I’m an inch of our noses touching. I smile inwardly at that and dip my head to the side, my nose near her ear as I inhale deeply.
“You smell fucking incredible, and that’s what we were discussing, Duchess.”
Noelle stiffens at my words, her face turning a delightful shade of crimson. I can even smell the faint scent of her arousal sweet and addicting. My cock awakens, and I pull back, watching Noelle’s face transform into something less cocky and more flustered.
Could it be that she wants me as much as I want her?
I wait for her reaction, and there’s a moment of silence before she pushes back her chair and gets to her feet, leaving me sitting alone at the table.
“Where are you going?” I ask, leaning back in amusement.
“L… I need to… I need to go brush my teeth before I attend the meeting,” she stammers, before hurrying away hallway.
towards the
I chuckle softly to myself, watching her retreating figure until it disappears from sight. Maybe her asking me to take things slow could turn into a fun game? If that’s the case, then I have a few ideas on how to turn the tables on my mate.
