Scarred Alphas by Norisha May novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33 

“Cass…” 

“Mh…” I hear Colt’s voice and 

it is soothing. 

“Cass…baby…wake up.” 

My eyes open and I am met by Colt’s beautiful green 

eyes. 

“Mh…what is it?” I ask as I 

close my eyes and nuzzle into his chest, feeling 

comfortable. 

“We have to get back. The 

sun is coming up soon.” 

My eyes open with a jolt. I 

look up at the sky and he is right. 

“Shit!” 

“Don’t panic. No one has 

come looking for us so we 

are fine.” He says this as he looks into my eyes and I give in to my urge to k*ss him. 

He is taken by surprise but 

soon k*sses me back. It is a 

soft sweet k*ss that doesn’t 

drag. It ends immediately. 

I hug him again but then look up at him. “So much for playing it safe, huh?” 

He sighs. “We really 

shouldn’t have done this.” 

I gasp. “You regret it?!” 

“No! Not that. That was 

perfect and wish we had 

done it sooner. What I mean 

is, it was risky to do it now 

like this and also we 

shouldn’t have stayed out.” 

“I want to leave, Colt.” I get close to him as he puts his arms around me, making me 

feel safe. “I want to leave. I 

don’t like it here.” 

“I know.” He whispers into 

my ear as he caresses my 

back. “I know, Angel. I wish I could just take you away. I wish I could save you from this. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” 

I nod, telling him that it is okay. “It’s not your fault,” I whisper. 

He hugs me even tighter now and squeezes me. 

After a bit more cuddling, we 

head back to the house. As I 

enter my room from the 

balcony, nothing seems to be undisturbed. I do feel very 

tired but I know I have to 

take a shower. There was 

some blood last night since it 

 

was my first time but to be 

honest, not as much as I 

expected. 

After my quick shower, I get into bed completely n*ked because I am too lazy and 

tired to put anything on, and 

within seconds, I am back asleep. 

I wake up to Poppy’s voice and light coming from the window that she just opened. 

“Rise and shine! You have a 

lot to do today! New 

schedule!” 

“Uuuuugh! I’m so tired!” I 

complain. 

My b*dy also feels sore. 

I know that staying out and having beautiful intimate relations with Colt was not 

the smartest thing to do but I regret nothing. 

I smile as I stare at the 

ceiling remembering last 

night. It was magical. 

“Up! Up!” Poppy takes the 

blankets away from me but I 

quickly hold on to them. 

“I’m n*ked! I-I was too hot last night!” 

Literally. I think to myself 

 

and smile. 

She crosses her arms. “Well, 

get in the shower already 

then! You are going to be late 

and Victor does not like 

tardiness.” 

With a sigh, I get up and do 

what she tells me to do. I 

take another shower. 

After I am ready, I meet with 

Victor behind the house 

where to the corner he has a 

little sparing area set up. 

“You are going to kick my 

ass, aren’t you?” I ask as I walk up to him. 

 

It is the first time I see him 

smile but it is a quick smile. 

“I am here to teach you, not hurt you.” 

I smile feeling relieved. 

“Come at me. Show me what 

you can do.” 

“Victor, there is nothing that I can do. I usually just jump 

on someone and start 

punching them. I scratch, 

scream, and pull hair.” 

“So…like a human…what do 

they call this kind of 

fighting?… A bitch fight?” He 

asks. 

 

I gasp but nod and laugh. “Yes! That’s exactly it!” 

He smiles again but quickly goes back to his stoic self. 

“Let’s start then.” 

He starts teaching me how to throw a proper punch. That’s how bad I am, I can’t even give a good punch the right 

way. 

Throughout our practice, he keeps mumbling that he has 

his work cut out for him. 

Though he seems a bit 

irritated, he is much nicer 

than I thought he was at the 

 

beginning and I am not as 

scared of him as I am of 

Warrick. 

When we take a little break, I 

start asking him a few 

questions that are on my 

mind. 

“So Lotus is your mom?” I 

ask as we take a small break. 

He nods. 

“Is she Garret’s mom too? 

“No.” 

“Oh? Who is Garret’s mom?” 

“Why do you want to know 

this?” he asks. 

 

“Well, I am sure it is not 

Sk–Jasmin, and Poppy 

doesn’t have any kids.” 

He sighs. “Her name was Lily. She was our father’s second bride. When Lily died, Poppy came into the 

picture.” 

“So…he replaces them just like that? As if they were 

nothing?” 

“What do you want me to 

say, Cass? I am here to teach 

you how to fight, not to 

gossip or tell stories.” 

“Fine. I’m sorry.” 

 

He takes in a deep breath. “Let’s just finish.” 

I keep quiet and let him teach. When we are finally done, it is lunchtime. I clean 

up and then head to the dining room where I sit to have my lunch. 

I start thinking that I am going to have to get used to people staring at me because that is what they all do. It 

makes me uncomfortable 

since I am always used to 

people ignoring me. 

Suddenly, Colt walks in and 

goes straight to Serge who 

 

stands behind me. 

I continue to eat and then 

see Serge walk away. 

“My turn to watch over you,” Colt whispers from behind 

1. me. 

I look at my plate and smile trying to act normal but the fluttering in my stomach tries to betray me. 

Colt keeps it professional and stays back, watching me but it is hard for me to not 

turn around and k*ss him. 

I think about his hands 

touching me last night. How 

 

his lips k*ssed every inch of 

my b*dy. I think about all 

the sensations he made me 

feel. 

I suck in a deep breath. 

My skin yearns for his touch again. 

I look back, giving him a glance to which he seems just a bit surprised at first but 

not so much the next four 

times that I look back at him 

again. 

I do try to concentrate on my food and when I am 

done, I head out of the 

dining room on my way to 

the war room where Garret 

waits for me. 

“Tease…” Colt whispers as we walk through the halls. 

I giggle. 

I am suddenly pulled inside 

one of the closets. I am not 

scared but excited because I 

know it is Colt. 

When the door closes, he 

pins me against the wall and 

k*sses me. 

“Mh…” I moan into the k*ss. 

“I can’t do it,” he says. “I can’t 

resist you and those stares 

you give me. Not now that I 

know how you feel inside.” 

“Inside?” 

“Yeah, how my cock feels 

inside of you. He’s in love with your pussy.” 

I laugh, almost ruining the moment which makes him laugh too. 

He k*sses me and then pulls back enough to whisper. “I want you, baby.” 

“Then take me.” My voice 

breaks and comes out needy. 

“This is really risking it.” He 

complains but as he says this, he still unzips my pants. 

“Let’s be quiet,” I say. 

“Even then, we can still get 

caught.” He now turns me 

around, sliding my pants 

down and bending me 

slightly against the wall. 

“That doesn’t seem to be 

stopping you,” I whisper. 

He gets close to my ear and whispers even lower now. “As much as I want to hear you 

scream, this time be quiet for me, baby.” 

“I’ll do my best,” I whisper as I lift my hips and start 

rubbing against his pants. 

He moans as I feel the hardness inside his pants 

and it excites me. 

He pulls back and I hear him unzipping his pants. Then I feel the head of his cock rub 

against my slit. 

I bite my lip trying to keep 

the moan inside but I hear him grunt louder than he 

should. 

“Hey!” I whisper. 

He chuckles. “Sorry. You just 

feel too good.” As he says this, he plunges inside of me 

and now we both moan. 

I quickly put a hand on my mouth to quiet myself. 

Unable to stop our sounds, we keep it as low as we can. 

He does short thrusts so as to 

not make too much noise. At first slow but then speeds up. I hold myself against the wall and he holds my hips, moving them to meet his in 

blissful pleasure. 

Abruptly, he stops and puts a hand on my mouth. Before I 

can argue, I hear people walking by us, talking. 

I close my eyes trying to dissipate the urge to move on his cock. My b*dy wants him to keep moving. 

When the people are out of earshot, he pummels into 

1. me. I am unable to keep myself from moaning 

anymore so he puts his hand on my mouth again trying to muffle my sounds but he does not stop thrusting. In 

fact, he speeds up even 

more. I am sure it excites 

him. 

As I am about to come, I 

hold his hand tight and move my hips on him until my insides contract and pure bliss rushes through my b*dy. My knees want to buckle and I am left feeling weak but he holds me tight 

now with his arms around 

me in a hug as he continues to thrust and keep me on my feet. He slows down and his 

movements become harder 

and more precise as he also 

starts to grunt in my ear until I feel him pulsing 

inside of me. He gives a quiet moan and stops moving, 

holding me tightly. 

For almost a minute, we both are quiet still attached to each other as we take deep 

breaths trying to calm down. 

“We were reckless, weren’t 

we?” I whisper. 

“Very reckless,” he whispers 

back. 

I look back at him with a 

smile. “But worth it.” 

He smiles. “Definitely.” 

We fix our clothes and clean 

ourselves to the best of our 

abilities in this small closet. 

Colt then opens the door 

and checks outside. 

“It’s clear.” He says and we 

both come out but not 

before he gives me a quick 

k*ss. 

“Let’s go back to your room and get cleaned up,” Colt 

says. 

“We can’t. I am already late.” I sprint through the halls ignoring his complaints as he tries to keep up with me 

until I make it to the door. 

“Cass-” 

“We should have been here 

ten minutes ago, Colt.” I open the door before he can say anything else and I walk in. I am still giddy, however, that quickly goes away when Garret lays his eyes on me. 

“You are late.” He says. 

And he is not alone, some of the generals are here as well. 

“S–sorry.” It’s all I say because I have no excuse to give. 

“Stay quiet and just listen.” He says and then ignores me and goes back to talking. He stands in front of a big table 

with a map in the middle 

moving small pieces of what 

look like miniature armies. 

I have no idea what is going on but I do my best to try to 

understand while Colt stands 

behind me. 

I believe they are starting to 

talk about some skirmishes 

but I am not sure if these are 

made–up scenarios or real. However, Garret suddenly has my full attention when suddenly he mentions Alpha 

Oliver Vald. 

“If our alliance stands, we 

could use his pack as a 

distraction.” One of the 

 

generals says. 

“That’s a way to lose an ally real fast. We have to play our cards right plus, we have to 

be careful. They are very 

secretive and that bothers 

me.” Garret says. 

“You think they are hiding 

something?” 

“They might just be.” 

That is where that 

conversation ends and so 

does my lever of attention 

though I do try. 

After two damn hours of 

standing there feeling lost, it 

finally ends. 

Garret turns to me looking pissed as everyone leaves. 

“You smell like s*x.” He says 

and my heart sinks, not to 

my stomach but to my ass. I am petrified as he now looks 

at Colt. “And so does he. I 

don’t care what you two are doing, just don’t waste my 

damn time.” He starts to walk 

away but then turns. “And by 

the way, if I can smell it, 

others will too.” 

I am sure all the color drains 

from my face. 

“I tried to tell you,” Colt says. 

I take in a deep breath finally feeling like I am alive again. 

“Sorry. I f**ked up. 

“It’s okay.” He says looking 

towards the door where 

Garret left. “He doesn’t seem interested to tell anyone. 

Let’s just go get clean fast before we meet anyone else.” 

He is so calm about this but I 

am so scared. 

I nod. “Okay. It’s fine.” I say. “But if he does say anything, I have the perfect plan.” 

“Oh? And what is that?” he 

asks with intrigue. 

“I’ll just tell them that I made you. You have to do anything I tell you, right? So I made you do it.” 

He looks at me with a face 

that tells me that he doesn’t 

know if I am joking or being 

serious. 

“You? You made me?!” He 

starts laughing without any 

control. 

“It’s not that funny!” I shout 

at him. 

“Oh, it’s hilarious!” 

“Shut up! That’s my plan.” I 

stick my tongue out at him and start walking. 

He laughs the whole way to 

my room. 

When he finally stops, we get cleaned up and get ready for 

the next class…with my dad.