AlmostPsycho

He was very angry. He was looking at me like he wants to either rape me or punch my face.

"I can expla- "

He cuts me off.

"You have been a very very bad kitty. You have no idea what I've been through."

His grip on my neck tightens suffocating my food pipe.

"Strip." 

The word brought me out of the electric shock. "Wha- "

"I m counting till 3 if you didn't, I'll tear your clothes off - 1."
 
Is this really happening?

"2."

I thought he was gay.

"3."
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Emara, 21 years old human who disguises herself as a man to get a job in a Multinational company.

But little she did know ...

1. The boss is smoking hot.
2. He is not human.
3. She is his mate.
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What will happen when the Big Bad Wolf will meet his Mate?
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How will he react knowing his mate is a Guy, not a Girl?
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What will happen when the truth will flood out? Who will drown? Who will swim?

Big Bad Alpha Wants Me

Ethan said innocently which made my bones vibrate. Not because I am ready to lose control and shift but because Dakota is laughing in my head. We both know that our mate is teasing us. But I am pissed.


All I want to do is break all the furniture in the room. I want to smash the chairs on the wall, throw the table out from the window, and break all the glasses in the building. 


All I see is red. Red on Ethan's cheeks. He is blushing. Blushing red like a monkey's ass. I hate that he is looking cute and Dakota is telling me to touch his cheeks. And suddenly I want to feel the softness of his skin, to see his aroused face.


You are thinking right, let's go lick him. Dakota purrs.


I shake my head and remind myself not to listen to my illiterate wolf. I take a deep breath to clear the anger mix lust clouds in my head as I say, "No, and don't disturb me for the next two hours." I just want to be left alone.


Ethan turns around, his ass jiggles as he walks out of my cabin. My eyes focused on his round and perky rear, this is the first time I noticed his ass. I again shake my head and sit down on the chair, I look at my laptop's screen where I was playing FIFA. Ahh!! I lost the match. Which increased my anger to a new level.


I slam shut my laptop as I sit tiredly, elbows on the table and head in my palms. My eyes fall on the Kamasutra book in front of me which only added fuel to my anger. I throw the book with force on the wall to my left without even opening it. I need to release my anger and this will not work.


I call my beta to make the arrangements to the Red Room of Pain. Only torturing rogues can calm me the fuck down.


I again wake up in the middle of the night. My hands quiver in terror while my heartbeats run in competition with Usain Bolt. I again dreamed of Ethan kissing me. While his hands were in my hair, my hands were inside his pants and squeezing his ass from the behind. I close my eyes and assure myself, it was just a dream, nothing happened.


But something feels weird. I open my eyes and see a tower rising inside my blanket.


Seriously!! A boner. A fucking boner because of him.


Looking at my erect boner made me feel disgusted. Never was I this scared of sleeping. Since the day I met Ethan, I am having sex dreams about him every time I doze off. Touching him, feeling him intimately, getting turned on by a guy, this all shaping into a nightmare. 


I call Daniel to wake all the Omegas for an early workout session. I get off from my bed to take a shower, I look at my phone, it shows 2:41 am. I don't care what time it is, I am not sleeping nor letting others sleep.


As I reach my cabin, I order Ethan to bring me a cup of coffee. After a few minutes, he comes with a tray of banana pancakes, toasted bread, and coffee. "Sir, I thought you might be hungry, so I brought you breakfast too." He smiles, his hazel eyes illuminating my dark world.


Our mate is so worried about us. He really likes us, Ryan. You should think about getting to know him. He is the chosen one for us. Dakota purrs in my head.


I give him a small weary smile. It made me feel ease, less stressed. "Sir today you have a meeting with Sherkey Holmes at 7 pm." I simply nod in return as I was only listening to his sweet melody like voice.


I wonder if having a mate can give me peace of mind. If the eye contact can churn and twist the soul, I wonder what a touch would do. Ah! His eyes. 


My parents warned me about the rogues in the forest but never the ones with hazel eyes and a heartbeat.


Chapter 20. Illiterate Wolf