Owned By The Possessive Alpha, Bounded To My Mate novel Chapter 1

DENISE

I'd lost count of how many times Dante Blackwood had taken me tonight.

My body felt like it was literally coming apart at the seams as I was drowning from the intensity of the sensations that I was experiencing in the hands of Dante.

The Alpha knew every inch of me too well, he knew every sensitive spot that made me gasp.

Four years together had given him a map and he was well detailed when using that knowledge in the privacy of his bed chambers.

"Clear my schedule starting tomorrow," Dante said, already getting up from the bed and dressing like his life depended on it.

His tone was business-like and cold, like he was speaking to someone lesser than him. "I'm taking the week off. Book two tickets to the Northern Territories."

Hope grew in my chest before I could stop it because I had come to be disappointed by Dante, many times. "You're taking me on vacation?"

Stupid. So stupid to hope.

Dante paused, his jaw tightening as he looked at me. "I'm going with Elena."

The name hit me like a physical blow. Elena Silvermoon—his childhood sweetheart, the daughter of the Silver Creek Pack's Alpha. The she-wolf who'd married someone else four years ago and just finalized her divorce and was finally a free woman and available for the taking.

I lowered my head, forcing the words past the lump in my throat as I nodded my head pretending to not look affected by his cruelty. "Okay, Alpha..."

"Denise." His voice softened slightly—the tone that used to make me think he cared about me, and was trying not to make me feel bad.

"You're just an omega. You know I can't take you as my Luna."

I looked up at him, managing a bitter smile on my face as I shrugged my shoulders. "I never expected you to... But now that Elena's back, shouldn't we end this?"

His expression darkened immediately hearing the words from my mouth.

He reached out, threading his fingers through my hair in what might have looked like affection to anyone else, a sign that he loved me and he cared.

To me, it felt like a leash, one that I was unable to pull off.

He placed a credit card on the nightstand as it was the answer to all the problems. "Be good. Buy whatever you want."

"I don't want to be your mistress anymore."

The words came out stronger than I'd intended, and I held his gaze. He had deflected the first message that I said. But there was no way I was backing down from this. I knew he'd eventually make Elena his Luna. I'd always known.

"You're getting ahead of yourself." His patience was already wearing thin as I could see his hands forming into a fist for a brief moment before releasing it. "We'll deal with that when the time comes. This isn't your decision to make."

He left without another word.

As the door closed, a ringing started in my deaf ear—the one that hadn't worked properly since my first year at the pack academy. The injury came courtesy of Lyra Blackwood, Dante's sister, and her friends. The bullying had left me deaf on one side, with a crushed pinky toe and a cigarette burn that nearly blinded me.

Someone had filmed it and posted it online. The scandal exploded across the werewolf community.

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