The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate (Jason and Laila) by Caroline Above Story novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110

Jason’s POV

She wasn’t wrong. I needed heirs to properly secure my place as Alpha and stabilize the pack. As my soon to be official mate and Luna, Brittany was going to be the one to provide those heirs.

Yet, even thinking about it made my stomach violently churn.

I had to get over this reaction. If I was going to have heirs, they would have to be with Brittany. That meant, I had to be able to touch Brittany without revulsion. Not just touch her, have sex with her. Bring myself to completion inside of her.

She was a beautiful woman, with sexy body. Half the pack would kill to be where I was, with her throwing herself at them.

My wolf growled low as she approached me again. She wasn’t ours, but she had to be. At the mating ceremony, I would have to bite her to claim her as mine.

“Try,” she said. “Kiss me, and make love to me.

Yes. I had to do this. It didn’t matter how my body was rejecting this moment.

I grabbed her by the arms and brought her toward me. She grinned, her eyes alight with victory as I lowered my lips and claimed her mouth with my own. Her lips opened at once, and her tongue sprang out, slipping past my teeth and into my mouth.

I tensed, wanting to push her away, but I forced myself to stay.

This wasn’t working. My dick was thoroughly disinterested, and at the present rate, I didn’t see any means of changing that.

I had to do something though. What could I think of that would turn me on?

Laila.

Squeezing my eyes, I tried to imagine my former lover in my arms instead. The soft press of her lips, the way her body reacted, the sweet noises she made when I touched her in just the right ways.

Everything about Laila had been perfect.

For a few brief seconds, I could almost pretend…

My dick started to stir. Inside of me, my wolf chuffed with disapproval, but buried his head.

If I turned off my other sense. If I just…

“Oh, Jason…” Brittany moaned.

Everything stopped. Reality came crashing back.

This wasn’t Laila. Brittany couldn’t be further from Laila.

Still, knowing I had no choice, I continued to push myself, kissing her more fiercely to keep her from talking. If she didn’t make noises… If I could forget I was with Brittany, maybe this would work.

I ran my hands up the sides of her body. She grabbed my wrists and dragged my hands to her breasts.

They were too big, too weighty, so unlike Laila’s breasts, which had fit perfectly into my hands, perky and sensitive.

No. Pretend these are Laila’s breasts. That this is Laila’s body. That’s the only way this will work…

My dick did not cooperate, and my stomach twisted so fiercely that I knew I couldn’t keep trying or I would become physically ill.

My body stilled, and gently but firmly, I pushed Brittany away.

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Her lips remained puckered for a moment, like I was playing a game. But when I did not attempt to bring her close again, she opened her eyes. Confusion shone there for a moment, before hot anger sparked and consumed all else.

“What are you doing, Jason Kiss me.”

“I can’t.”

“Can’t? Why not?”

“It just isn’t working. I’m sorry.”

“Not working? Well, make it work!” She looked down at herself. “You have to find me attractive! Look at me! I’m the hottest woman in the pack.”

That was a matter of opinion, but I knew it best to keep my mouth shut about it.

No one was more beautiful to me than Laila. Vanessa was very close.

But Brittany… no.

She must have been able to see that on my face. “Maybe you just need a better look,” she said, and reached around herself to undo her bra.

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“Don’t,” I told her. “It wouldn’t change anything.”

“What does that mean?” she snapped.

“I don’t want you,” I told her.

She raised her hand. I saw the slap coming. I could have stopped it with my Alpha speed, but I didn’t. I allowed her to strike. I even moved my head like she had delivered some hurt. It had only been a small sting that disappeared quickly.

I wanted to hurt. I wanted to feel literally anything other than the guilt of this moment.

Laila was gone. Staying loyal to her was only hurting my chances at saving my pack and myself.

But I couldn’t change that.

Brittany stormed around me and walked out of the room, slamming the door closed behind her.

I moved toward the edge of the bed and sat down.

Inside me, my wolf howled in morning.

If only Laila was still alive.

Laila’s POV

William remained persistent in his pursuit of me, even bringing it up during a lunch meal we were sharing in the hospital

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“I just think we should consider the future,” William said, trying a new angle today to try to convince me to marry him. “That’s difficult,” I explained. “I truly have no idea what the future holds. There are so many uncertainties, with Ava’s health, my career, and everything else. William, you understand that, don’t you?”

“I understand the future is frightening, and that it’s hard to predict,” he said. He leaned over the table, his sandwich forgotten. But that’s why I think we shouldn’t rule out the possibility of our getting married. If the future is uncertain, then it makes sense to keep all options open.”

“I don’t know…”

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“Just don’t say ‘no‘ yet. Not definitively,” William said. “Give me the chance to convince you.”

“I really don’t see my opinion changing,” I said.

“Just wait,” he said. “We’re friends, right? I can prove it to you. I know you aren’t ready right now, I pushed you too much, too hard. But if we give it some time, I know you will change your mind. And when that happens, I will be there for you. I will wait for you. As long as it takes.”

“William…”

He was very persistent, and even though I didn’t think I would change my mind, I didn’t really want to push him away. He was a good friend to me, and he was passionate about this. Maybe he was right. Maybe my thoughts were clouded right now with everything going on.

William was a good man. I shouldn’t have any real reason to reject him like I was doing.

Perhaps, in time, I would come to see things differently, like he was suggesting.

After all, I couldn’t really understand my present hang–ups. Was it my hurt–filled past that was skewing my future? Was I allowing the hurt from Jason to get in the way of a happy life with someone else?

I hated to think that Jason was involved at all in any of my decision–making here. Yet, when I thought of him, my heart did a strange kind of ache. I didn’t understand it. It didn’t feel like hurt exactly, but that was what it had to be.

It certainly couldn’t be longing, or any trace of lingering feelings.

“Maybe,” I told William, and that had to be enough for now.

In response, he grinned so wide his cheeks must have hurt.