50
Jordan
Looking at the sleeping she-wolf on my sofa, I chuckle as I sip on my coffee, and focus on my work. Kaylee mustn’t have noticed the sleeping drug I had spread throughout her meal, as she happily ate everything. I have a feeling her wolfsbane is starting to wear off, meaning my plan will have to be moved up by a day. In two days’ time, I will have to use the drugs my scientists have been working on and force Kaylee into an early heat. From there, it will become easier to mate her and make her mine.
My cock twitches at the thought of filling the she-wolf whose scent of cinnamon and sugar fills my nose. I stopped using Kacey when she made it known that Kaylee would stop getting to know me if I slept with another wolf, but my desire to fuck something has been growing with every interaction Kaylee and I have had. Hell, the kiss we had earlier nearly made me force her back into my room and onto my bed, where I was ready to take her there and then. But the drug isn’t ready, and neither is Kaylee.
A flicker of a notification brings my attention back to my computer screen and I click it, seeing a message from Ramos. I smile and respond, and soon a video call is started.
“Alpha Jordan, how are you?” Ramos asks, a smile on his face as his gray eyes move somewhere off the screen in annoyance.
“I am good. Just been relaxing and getting to know my future Luna,” I answer, leaning back in my chair. A look of understanding flickers in Ramos’ eyes as he searches my surroundings, but he won’t find what he is looking for. Even if he was the one that led me to Kaylee.
“So, you found that little whore?” a female voice calls out. I growl a warning to Marilyn as she comes into view of the camera, and she visibly pales, placing a hand on her stomach. Odd.
“Can I ask that you refrain from growling at my pregnant fiancée,” Ramos sighs, giving me a pleading look. Shocked, I look at the hand that Marilyn has over her stomach, and her previous action makes sense.
“I guess congratulations are in order,” I state, watching Ramos smile.
“Yes, they are, but back to Marilyn’s question.” He waves my words off dismissively and an annoyed look flashes through Marilyn, but it is gone before Ramos can notice it.
“Did you find Kaylee Kingsley?” he asks, with a sadistic grin spreading across his face. I smile, thinking back to when Ramos reached out to me after I became alpha of Shadow Moon. The older wolf had told me that a she-wolf was banished from his pack but was Luna material. He told me her name and gave me a picture of her to memorize so that I could find her, as I had already rejected my old mate, claiming I needed someone strong. It wasn’t until the email I received of Lucas’ accounts that I learned just how strong Kaylee really was, and why Ramos wanted me to mate her.
“I have, and she is perfect. I plan to mate her in two days’ time, and make her mine for good.” A satisfied smile spreads across Ramos’ face as Marilyn lets out a chuckle. It seems that she will no longer marry Lucas, and that is fine. She is pregnant by Ramos, and by the looks of things, he will still reap the benefits that come with Nathaniel Cross and Blood Oath, as he is the father to that power-hungry man’s grandchild.
“How did Nathaniel take knowing Marilyn is with pup?” I ask, changing the subject. Ramos sighs, looking lovingly at Marilyn as he pulls her onto his lap. I suppress the eye roll I want to do at their display and decide to look at the sleeping Kaylee for a moment. Soon, she will be sitting on my lap in more ways than one.
“He was mad at first, but when Marilyn told him she loved me, he gave in. Our wedding will happen a month after our pup is born,” the older alpha answers.
“You are invited to the wedding, and so is Kaylee,” Marilyn adds, and I smirk. I bet she wants to rub it in Kaylee’s face that not only did she steal her mate, but she also became Luna and mate to the man who would have been Kaylee’s father-in-law.
“I will let you know when the time comes if Kaylee and I can attend. I plan to have her filled with pups regularly, so no clue if she will be leaving the bed, let alone the packlands,” I shrug, avoiding giving the two wolves a conclusive answer. The conversation switches to talks of our alliance, and whether or not I met the new alpha of Ivory Fangs. I tell him I had, but keep to myself the information that his sister is the alpha, and that Ivory Fangs is where I found Kaylee. As far as they know, Kaylee is still a rogue.
“I think I am going to reach out to Ivory Fangs and see if I can make an alliance with that alpha. It is rare to meet a female alpha, and I would like Marilyn to learn from her how to take care of a pack and a family,” Ramos muses, pressing a kiss to Marilyn’s temple. I wish him good luck, stating that I have business to tend to before Kaylee wakes. Ending the call, I close my laptop and make my way to the sofa Kaylee sleeps on. It seems the drug is stronger than I thought it would be, and with a grin, I lift her into my arms. I can have a few hours of holding her while she sleeps, and relish in the feel of her body pressed against mine.
“Soon, you will have my pups just like how Ramos has that whore, Marilyn,” I whisper, pressing a kiss to her lips as I carry her from my office. Viktor and Glen straighten when I exit the room, the two men following behind me as we make our way to my bedroom. With Glen’s help, I step through the door he opens and thank my men as Glen closes the door. I decide to not take Kaylee to her room, and instead place her on my bed, where I crawl in beside her. It feels nice having her beside me, feeling her shuffle closer to me in her sleep until she settles. I know it’s the result of the drugs, but I still feel myself ready to strip her bare and take her right now.
“Soon,” I whisper to myself, slowly playing with her hair as I watch her sleep.