An Alpha for the Demigod

by Ezra Dawn

  Wyatt stares at me and says, “I don’t know, they’re pretty potent.”

  “It’s my bachelor party man. I want to have fun.”

  He sighs and says, “Fine, but two is your limit. Regular drinks after that.”

  I give him a two finger salute. “Scouts honor.” He orders a second one for me and I smile.

  When the second one comes I chug that one too and continue with steady shots of tequila afterwards. After a while I nudge Wyatt in the side, “Let me out, I want to go dance.” He nods and lets me out of the booth. I stand up and all the alcohol I drank rushes to my brain. I stumble but steady myself.

  Wyatt yells “Are you okay?”

  I shout back “I’m fine! See you later!” I walk out to the dance floor and push my way through the bodies until I reach the center. I close my eyes and lose myself to the beat.

  After a while, a pair of hands lands on my hips and I’m pulled back against a hard body. I’m not used to being the one held from behind by a dance partner but, it’s kind of nice. I reach my arm up behind me and wrap my hand around the back of my partner’s neck. Surprisingly, he’s a bit taller than me. I like that. I pull his head down so that his chin is resting on my shoulder and we’re closer together as we dance. I tried to scent him but the alcohol has dulled my senses so, I can’t scent shit.

  He runs his nose along my neck and bites the tip of my ear. I shiver from the contact. My ears are kind of a hot spot, not that anyone has ever figured that out. Most of my partners have all been shorter than me and never wanted to top me. Is it odd that I’m an Alpha shifter that wants to be dominated? I think it might be but it’s my deepest desire. Another nip on my ear followed by a little lick has my cock hard and ready inside these leather pants. I can feel my dance partner’s erection rub against my ass every time we move together.

  He practically growls into my ear “You smell fucking fantastic wolf, I bet you’ll taste even better.” I turn my head to look up at him and find myself staring into crystal blue eyes. He has these sexy little tattoos at the corner of each eye right on his cheek bones that I kind of want to lick. I lick my lips instead and his gaze immediately lowers to track the movement. I open my mouth to say something but before I can his lips are on mine and his tongue is inside my mouth. The kiss itself is electric. It’s like fireworks going off on my taste buds, it’s that good.

  We’re panting when we finally pull apart, he looks down at me and smiles wickedly. “You want to get out of here?” All I can do is nod. I pat my pockets to make sure I have my cell phone and wallet –which I do- that way I don’t end up stranded anywhere. He grabs my hand and leads me out the front door to a black SUV in the parking lot. He presses the unlock button on the keys and opens the passenger door for me. I laugh and say “Thanks,” as I climb inside.

  He smiles and says, “No problem.”

  He climbs in on the driver side and cranks the SUV. I jump at the rock music suddenly blaring from the speakers. He winces and reaches over to turn it down. ‘Sorry, I like to jam.”

  I laugh and say “It’s okay, I just wasn’t expecting it. You don’t have to turn it down.”

  He smiles and says “It’s fine. I don’t need to be pulled over for disturbing the peace this late anyways.”

  I laugh and say “Yeah, you’re probably right.” He pulls out of the parking lot. I put my hand on his thigh, stroking his leg slowly while he drives.

  He growls “You’re playing with fire.” I wink at him and continue to stroke his leg. I glance over at him and nearly laugh. He’s white knuckling the steering wheel. I lightly brush his crotch and he groans. While I continue to tease him I say “So, what’s your name?”

  He grabs my hand to still its movements. “Liam, yours?”

  “Declan.”

  He parks the SUV and says, “Well Declan, I’d appreciate it if you stopped teasing me.”

  I frown. “Why?”

  He laughs and says, “Because sweetness, if you don’t stop I’ll fuck you on that seat. I don’t see why I would want to do that when I can take you upstairs and do the same thing on a bed.”

  I smile. “Well then, what are we waiting for? Let’s go.” I climb out of the SUV thankful that I didn’t stumble this time and wait for him to get out. He locks the SUV and takes my hand leading me inside the hotel. He presses the button on the elevator for the 6th floor. Once we reach the 6th floor he leads me down the long hallway and stops in front of room 613. He pulls a room key out of his pocket and unlocks the door, the lights are already on inside the room. I assume he left them on.

  I put the do not disturb sign on the door and lock it behind us. As soon as I turn around he pushes me back against the door and kisses me senseless. He licks my bottom lip and forces my mouth open with his tongue. He explores my mouth thoroughly until it becomes more important to breathe. He pulls away and we both take a couple deep breaths. I wrap my arms around his waist and pull him closer, grinding our erections together to relieve some of the pressure.

  His hands move under my shirt and start to push it up. He kisses his way up the left side of my neck and whispers into my ear “I’ll fuck you first and then we can switch. Sound good to you? Or you can do me first, either way is good for me.” I don’t even notice when he takes my shirt off, too focused on his question. He’s already started on the pants so I have to answer soon. I sigh when the pants are finally gone. Sweet relief. He looks up at me from his position on the floor. “You going to give me an answer sweetness?” I grab his hand and pull him up so that I can strip him down. I nod as I strip off his shirt.

  He smiles and says “Yeah? What is it?”

  I lick my lips and say, “I want you to top me but I’m an Alpha wolf so I’m not exactly sure how my wolf is going to take that.”

  He laughs and says, “Sweetness, I won’t make your wolf submit although with what I am it’s likely that he would. Don’t worry about a thing.” He kisses me before finishing on a whisper “I’ll take care of you.”

  As soon as I have him naked he leads me to the bed and pushes me back onto it. He grabs lube and a couple condoms from a black bag that’s on a chair and drops them on the bed next to me. He climbs onto the bed and knee walks over to me. I look up at him admiring all the ink that covers his body. “How do you want me?”

  He smiles and says, “Just as you are sweetness, it’ll be easier for your wolf if we’re face to face.” He grabs a pillow and puts it under my hips then reaches for the lube.

  Once he gets situated between my legs he pours some lube onto his fingers and rubs it around my hole then he moves down a little and takes my cock into his mouth at the same time as he inserts a finger inside of me. I gasp at the slight burn but the pleasure from having my dick sucked is taking away from it. He finger fucks me in time with his sucking until I’ve become a writhing mess. “Ah, Liam…stop I can’t…I’m going to come.”

  He releases my dick with a pop and says with a smile “That’s okay sweetness, I’m sure I can get you hard again. You can come if you want to.”

  I shake my head. “I don’t want to. Not until you’re inside.”

  He smiles wickedly “Well, all you had to do was say so sweetness.” He tears a condom with his teeth and slips it on then removes his fingers. He uses what’s left of the lube to lube himself up. He looks up at me as he positions himself “You ready sweetness?”

  I nod. “Yes! Fuck me! Seriously, I might die if you don’t.” He thrusts inside in one hard push. There’s a slight burn at the start while I adjust to his size but it mellows out into intense pleasure.

  I groan long and loud. “Yesss….”

  Liam looks at me and says “Are you alright?”

  “I’m perfect. Just fucking move.”

  He laughs. “Sure thing, sweetness.” He starts off by pulling out slowly and pushing back in just as slowly then he gradually picks up the pace. Until finally, he’s thrusting into me so hard the headboard is hitting the wall. I growl, I moan, I scream, and when he star
ts to peg my prostate on every thrust I lose it. I may have turned womanly for an instant with the sounds I made. “Yes, fuck right there, Jesus….”

  I eventually partially shifted which has never happened to me during sex before. I know I clawed the shit out of his back but he didn’t seem to care. Just stared right back at me with now glowing glacier blue eyes. It was fucking stunning to watch. One pretty good thrust had my back arching and my canines dropping. I cried out “So close going to….” The urge to bite hits me hard all of a sudden. Without thinking I strike as soon as my orgasm hits. Liam groans and I feel a sudden flood of warmth from the inside. Knowing that he came from my bite has me extremely satisfied for some reason that I don’t fully understand with my alcohol addled brain.

  I pull my teeth free and gently lick the bite closed. Liam pulls out gently and tosses the condom into the trash bin by the bed. He has a look on his face that’s hard to decipher. To me it’s a cross of something between awe, satisfaction, and adoration. He kisses my cheek and says “I’ll go get something to clean you up with. Be right back.” I nod and once the adrenaline rush from the sex wears off I proceed to pass out as soon as he leaves the room.

  The next morning, I woke up with the sunlight streaming through the blinds hitting me right in the face. I flinched away from the light before forcing my eyes open. My head was pounding, which is strange for a shifter but not unheard of. I must’ve drank way too much the night before. Too bad I can’t remember any of it.

  I look around the room suddenly aware that I am in an unfamiliar place. I should’ve known that I wasn’t at home with the sun coming through the blinds. Blackout curtains were made for a reason and since there are none here, I’m certain that I am not in my own bed.

  I stand up and stretch my arms above my head taking a deep breath as I do so. Suddenly, a tantalizing scent hits my nose and I suppress a groan. I slowly turn around and say “Holy shit, what have I done?” I immediately start pacing the floor. There’s a tattooed, male, hot as fuck, gorgeous shifter in the bed sporting a claiming bite. Yeah, so obvious what happened last night. Especially, since he smells fucking amazing like the ocean during a lightning charged thunderstorm while the room itself smells like sex. Yep. Totally obvious what I did last night. Oh shit, this is bad.

  I quickly grab my clothes and run into the bathroom. I lock the door behind me and jump into the shower. I turn the water to scalding and scrub myself near raw with the hotel soap to get rid of the scent. Once finished, I put on the clothes I wore last night and pull my phone from my pocket. I check the messages first. There are three from my brothers and one from Crispin. All of them pretty much say the same thing. That they saw me leave with a guy and they’d cover for me. Also to be safe. Yada, yada, yada. I pace back and forth not sure who to call but, in the end I settle on Crispin.

  Chapter Eight

  Lykos

  It took me two and a half weeks to take care of the Trolls in Oregon. I had to make a trip to the Fae realm and everything. It was not fun. When I finished the job, I immediately told Valik I was going on vacation because I needed a bit of a break. After I hung up the phone, I decided to go out for a night of clubbing and while there, maybe find someone to take back to my hotel room for the night. Imagine my surprise when I noticed a buff, tanned, brown haired, hottie in leather tearing up the dancefloor. He danced like a twink but he was built like an Alpha. The idea of that combination alone made my mouth water.

  I chugged the rest of my Jack and Coke and made my way over to him. Once, I got close enough to scent him, it hit me like a ton of bricks. So fucking sweet like vanilla and raspberries. The smell alone got me instantly hard. The close dancing made it painful. Which brings us up to what happened on my end after the sexcapades. I was in the hotel bathroom grinning like a loon to myself in the mirror sporting a fresh claiming bite. It was only part of the process but it was a start. I knew he’d had a few drinks judging by the way he tasted like tequila and something fruity so, I made sure to play it safe this time around. We could finish our bond anytime. I’d have hated myself if he felt like the decision had been forced on him the next morning.

  I wet a washcloth in the sink and walked out into the bedroom. He was already fast asleep so I gently wiped him down as best as I could without waking him. I threw the rag towards the bathroom and turned off the lights. I climbed back into bed next to him and pulled him over so that he was lying on my chest. I smiled as I fell asleep.

  That brings us to the present which is now, the morning after. I wake up in bed alone, but after hearing the shower turn off I’m excited that my mate is still here. Hoping to have breakfast with him and get to know him a little better I get up and get dressed. Concerned that he’s taking a while in the bathroom, I walk over to knock on the door and suddenly wish I hadn’t. “You know I never wanted a mate Crispin!! Then my dad says I have to take one and she’s not that bad. I could see myself with her you know? The mating ceremony is in three weeks! Three weeks!! And I just fucked it up! This will start a pack war! What am I supposed to do now?!”

  I sigh, finally realizing what it’s like to have the hope you’ve held onto for so long snuffed out in an instant. So, I’ll be alone forever, big deal. I’m used to it. Guess, I better get used to an empty house. But, hey at least I have my family now. That’s something. Shit, this sucks. Never thought rejection could hurt this bad. Fuck.

  I grab all of my stuff and throw it into my duffel bag. Once I’m sure I’ve got everything I walk over to the nightstand and scrawl a note onto the hotel stationary. I leave the room keys beside it, don my sunglasses and walk out the fucking door with my head held high like a badass. That’s what I am. A badass. A little thing like heartbreak won’t get me down even if it does make me want to burn something to the fucking ground in a fit of rage, but I’ll be fine. I’ll just end my vacation a little early. Yeah, that sounds like a plan. I’ll go back to work and get my mind off of it.

  Before I do that though, I have to fulfill the promise I made to Declan in the note I wrote. Once I’m back at my own house on my little island I find myself a spot and sit on the floor in a pretzel. I calm myself and clear my head then I push out with my mind and reach for my uncle.

  Uncle are you there?

  Yes, nephew I am here.

  I need your help

  What is it?

  Can you sever the mating link between me and my mate that was formed last night?

  Yes. There are two ways. One cannot be undone the other can.

  Explain. Please.

  The one that cannot be undone severs the tie completely, your scent will no longer appeal to him or her. You will no longer be mates. The one that can simply starts the process over. It’s like a reset button. It severs the tie that has already been started but if you change your mind you can start the bonding process again.

  I’ll go with the reset button.

  So it will be.

  Thank you.

  As soon as that last thought leaves my mind searing white hot agony shoots down the side of my neck from the claiming mark straight into my heart. I scream until it’s finally over. A bond that took only seconds to form with a mistaken bite took three days to sever. It was the worst pain I have ever felt in my entire life and I never want to experience it again. My voice is hoarse now because I screamed so much.

  Once my voice is back to normal it’s back to the daily grind.

  Today, finds me with a sleaze named Rat Bill. Seriously, that’s his name. He’s a fucking cockroach and I’m supposed to be torturing him for information. I already got the information I needed. He was easy to break but, I’m not in the mood for easy. I don’t want easy to end my day early. I don’t want to go home to an empty house because my fucking mate didn’t want me.

  So, here I am still torturing Rat Bill because I don’t want to go home, because I’m still pissed the fuck off, because if I don’t do something productive the emptiness in my heart is going to eat me alive. Rat Bill finally wakes up after having
passed out from the pain earlier. I stare coldly at the tools on the table. “Tell me Rat, does a cockroach scream when it dies?”

  He squeals “I don’t know man! I don’t know!”

  I turn around and smile the coldest smile I can muster. “Well, let’s find out then. Shall we? You filthy little cockroach.” He screams as I rip out his insides with a hook. I guess, I finally snapped huh?

  I pack up my tools and step outside to wait for the cleanup crew. I got the number from Valik so that I could stop asking him every time I needed one. Especially lately, I’ve gotten more violent than usual. Valik says he’s concerned. Krealik says if I keep it up it could be me on the chopping block next but, I just can’t find it in myself to give a shit anymore. Why should I? The man fate chose for me didn’t even want me. What the fuck am I supposed to do with that? That’s all I had left to live for. My mother has her own family so she’s not alone anymore. She doesn’t need me to survive.

  I shout at the sky “What the fuck am I supposed to do now!!?” I don’t even realize I’m crying until I collapse on the ground with my head in my hands. By then though, it’s turned into full blown sobbing. Guess we can add full on mental breakdown to my list of undesirable personality traits. I leave once I see the cleanup crew’s van pull up to the building. I don’t even explain where to find the body like I usually do. I just get the fuck out of there before they see me losing my shit.

  The next day, I find myself sitting in an interrogation office like the ones in a human police department. Krealik is sitting at the table across from me and Valik is standing behind him. I guess the cleanup crew reported in about the mess I made last night, and with the recording I sent in containing the information they’ve probably figured out I continued the torture even after he gave up the information. I’m in for one hell of a lecture. Krealik leans forward. He steeples his fingers and points at me. “I don’t know where to start. What the fuck is going on with you? You’re spiraling out of control.”