Chapter 10

-Skyler’s POV-

Standing up from my place on the floor, I packed away the equipment. Being a little more clear-headed, I actually had a chance to admire the interior of this mansion. Everything was white with cold and silver accents. The house gave a rich and luscious feel, but at the same time modern and sleek. It had chandeliers, but they activated with the clap of a hand. The windows looked vintage, but opened at the push of a button. Somebody had clearly worked hard to make this place look old, vintage and kind of like how I imagined Buckingham Palace would look but simultaneously made it the most modern place I had ever seen. Everything had a button. The place was a structural contradiction. Almost walking past my room, I turned the handle. Opening my door I smelled Ambrose. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he stood when I entered. I couldn’t miss how his eyes raked down my body, taking in the shorts and sports bra I was wearing. I must have reeked of sweat, yet he didn’t look disgusted at all. He lingered on my legs and worked his way back up to where the tight bra pushed my breasts together. I cleared my throat. Snapping his eyes up, “Right. Listen, I wanted to talk, but if you want to shower or whatever first, I’ll go-“

I growled. He looked taken aback. The thought of him leaving made my wolf mad. She didn’t understand logic, she didn’t understand why we couldn’t give ourselves to him completely. She was driven my primal instincts, and right now, need. “Sorry,” I looked down, embarrassed. “My wolf, well she is kind of fragile and unpredictable right now. You can stay and we can talk. I was planning on coming to talk to you anyway. Just let me get a bottle of water first.”

Walking past him, I opened the fridge and took bottle of water. I gulped it down in one go, droplets spilling down my chin. Before I could comprehend it, I felt him next to me. He was so close I could smell the alpha on his skin. Turning slowly, looking up at him. Hesitantly, he leaned down, all the way to my clavicle. His tongue darted out to gently caress my skin. Letting out a little moan, he started to purr. I could smell his lust, but I could also smell mine. I shivered. Licking all the way from my shoulder, up my neck and to the side of my chin where the water had dribbled down. His hot tongue, mixed with the cold water combined on my scorching skin was too much. I couldn’t help myself when my head rolled back and I moaned again. I was so embarrassed but I just couldn’t help myself. I tried to stifle them, but it was a struggle.

He moved his lips to just above my ear.

“I want to hear you, little mate. Never stay silent. I want to hear your moans, mewls, screams and cries as I give you pleasure like you have never felt before. “ With that, his hands tightened around my hips. I couldn’t help putting a hand in his hair and one on his shoulder. I need to steady myself because this man was making me weak in the knees. Moving his thick thigh, he shoved my legs open, almost making me fall. I could feel his huge cock against my stomach as I braced myself against his shoulder. Not only could I feel his erection, but I was also aware that my clit was rubbing against him.

And he knew it too.

Continuing his assault on my neck, he steadily moved my hips, effectively rubbing my clit against his pants. The sensation was unimaginable. His tongue working magic, he increased his pace. The friction was driving me wild. “Ambrose, more. I need…” the words died down as he pressed me down onto his thigh harder, increasing his pace. It was as if he knew what I needed before I did. I was so close. If it was in any way possible, his cock hardened even more. Keeping up his impossible pace, I was coming undone under his touch. I was completely limp and at his mercy, my only focus the growing heat in my core and my very hot sex.

Ambrose growled, shoving me behind him. Before I could comprehend why, he covered me with his body and turned towards the door.

He was trembling, and so was I. “What is it?” He was agitated, and whoever was behind that door needed to have a very good reason for interrupting us.

“Alpha, we have a problem. I am very sorry to interrupt, but-“

“I’ll be right out, Jason.” Turning towards me, he sighed. “I will be back, little mate. I will see you soon.” With a kiss to my forehead he left.

I immediately stripped and went into the bathroom, on my way in throwing my clothes in the hamper next to the bathroom door. I noticed there were other clothes in there. I picked up the pair of Nike sweatpants and realised it was Ambrose’s. Something clicked into place. The men’s clothes in the closet. The size of the room. This was no guest room. It was his room. But where had he been staying since I got here? Why didn’t he put me into a guest room? I’m going to ask him as soon as I was done getting ready. I wonder how he was going to get rid of his little problem. Well, not little, not from what I could tell.

I need a very long shower.

Getting out and taking a white towel from the heated towel rack, I dried my body and wrapped my hair with another towel. Being here for a while now, I had gotten quite comfortable with the closet and all of the room’s features. I figured out the TV worked with voice control and that this room also had an Alexa. Walking to the closet, I picked out a cream-coloured cropped sweater with a pair of black jeans. I also got a pair of matching underwear, a black lace bra and thong. I kind of had a thing for matching underwear. I found a pair of tan Timberlands and put them on. Walking to the mirror, I stared at my reflection, contemplating. I had gained weight really fast from the protein and fruit I ate and I’m starting to look healthy, like I did before. My cheeks filled out a bit, my collarbones didn’t look like they could cut you and my legs looked more like muscle than sticks. I liked my appearance. I was still really skinny, but I looked healthier. I was still as tall as I remembered. I was about 5’’8 against Ambrose’s 6’’5 frame, but I was tall. It’s weird how you get used to not seeing yourself for so long, and then looking to see if you were still as tall as the last time you checked. I put my hair in two dutch braids quite quickly, feeling pretty good about still knowing how to braid after months of not doing it. My eyes still startled me a little. They were still a shocking shade of bright grey but with a little blueish tint. Fucking weird how eyes changed. Common sense told me this wasn’t at all normal. Exiting the closet, I walked out of my room. Going the same way down the hall I did when I went to the kitchen, I ran into Rita.

“Luna! Good morning. Did you sleep well?” She asked. She had a really warm smile and she was wearing a white chef’s uniform.

“I did, thanks Rita. Do you know where Ambr- I mean the Alpha is? I need to speak to him.”

“He actually sent me to find you, Luna. He is downstairs in the dining room, eating breakfast. He wanted to invite you to join him.” Just then, my stomach decided to imitate the sound of a whale. My cheeks flushed in embarrassment but Rita just let out a laugh. She reminded me of my mother. “I’ll take that as a yes. If you’d follow me, I’ll show you the way,” a huge smile on her face. “Yes, I’d like that very much.” I tried to reply with a friendly smile. She was kind. I really liked her.

She turned around, and led me down the same huge staircase that I knew led to the kitchen too. The staircase was covered in luscious white carpet with dark brown wood railings. I realised now that the staircase, at the top, led to a west and east wing. Reaching the bottom, instead of turning left, she turned right. While we walked, we talked.

“You know Luna, I could show you around later I you like. I have been working here since the Alpha was a baby so I know my way around. I know you haven’t exactly had a chance to explore the territory properly,” she said without turning to look at me as she kept walking. “I’d like that. Thanks.” I genuinely appreciated her offer. I really wanted to go out, but with everything going on I hadn’t had a chance yet. She stopped abruptly, turning around to face me. “Just through these doors, Luna.” She motioned with her hand to a set of thick oaky double doors. “Thanks, Rita. I appreciate it.” She replied with a nod and a slight bow. I don’t think I’d ever get used to that. My wolf still really adored the respect and attention she got. I think being a silver wolf made her feel the need to be respected.

Taking a deep breath, I opened the doors.