17. Rook
CHAPTER 17
Rook
O h, fuck, this is my damn penance, isn’t it?
For being the dumbest fucking Head Alpha to ever walk the earth.
I was trying my hardest to keep upright but when that Beta’s mouth hits my Omega’s breast my knees give way and I sink to the ground.
I’m fucking dying
And I can see it all, my Alpha senses heightened because my wolf knows this is wrong. Knows this is our mate, our precious girl, the person we should have been cherishing more than anyone else in the world.
I feel everything .
When he puts his mouth on her nipple and sucks, her head falling back, the pressure bursts in my nose and I feel blood on my lips.
Every time he puts his mouth on her I feel it, wrong and savage, against my skin. It’s like I’m getting strips of flesh flayed from my body, every inch of my skin on fire with how my Alpha senses are trying to reject the wrongness of Piper being touched by someone else.
Usually by the day after your wedding, your Omega has gone into heat and you’re already well on your way to claiming and putting your pup in her.
But not us. Because of my fucking failure to lead, we’re snarling on the other side of the fence like three feral Alphas while Piper gets pleasured by some Beta I am going to absolutely kill as soon as I can.
When they move to the bed, their shadows perfectly clear and visible, projected like a goddamn movie screen on the curtains, my stomach heaves uncontrollably and I throw up, on my hands and knees on the cold ground, retching over and over again as the mud coats my already-filthy wedding tuxedo.
I should look away but I can’t stop .
I can’t stop watching as she goes in front of him on all fours and he spreads her wide. He jerks his pants down, then he begins to press his cock in.
Raw, feral rage fills me.
Is this what Piper saw?
The thought fills me with shame.
She obviously knows we all cheated on her. Did she come looking for us, down that cursed hallway, and find us?
Fuck
I’ve screwed this whole fucking thing up so much.
I am First Alpha, and if I’d used my Alpha voice on Erain and Teddy, they’d never have dared to sleep with someone else.
And for what?
I wasn’t even that fucking into Beatrice. I saw her like clockwork twice a week and enjoyed her company, but it was nothing like this raw, passionate need for Piper. Beatrice was just good for my image. The perfect politician’s wife.
I had been unforgivably selfish and stupid.
And now I was going to have to get forgiveness and I had no idea how to do that.
The Beta’s hips began to move and with my heightened Alpha senses I heard the wet, soft sounds of him thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy.
I sucked in my breath harshly, the world around me spinning as I lay face down in the mud.
Even when I took a deep breath and tried to focus on how I’m going to kill him, the pain of the ruined mate bond is disorienting.
When he slaps her ass I hear Teddy start to sob, and Erain starts making noises I’ve never heard from his mouth in my life. Twisting my head I see that he also looks like nothing I’ve ever seen in my life.
Filthy, bedraggled, his long blonde hair tangled and wild tears running down his cheeks.
I tighten my fists so hard I can feel my nails cut through my flesh.
The Beta slaps her ass again.
“Oh yeah.”
It feels like it goes on for an eternity, and at one point I’m pretty sure I black out and wake up to my fucking face pressed on the gate, sending a brutal electric shock through my lips.
Piper orgasms with a cry, her hips undulating sensuously, her back arching with erotic pleasure, and I notice he’s got a hand on her ponytail and I’d love to cut that hand out and run it through the paper shredder.
That should have been my orgasm to give her. Our pleasure running through her body.
And I get up from the ground, my whole body still shaking like I’m being jabbed with a cattle prod, and I stalk toward the Jeep.