The Alpha's Reluctant Mate (14 page)

I could tell that we were all mulling the information over with different results. I think Epenie was mostly relieved. I was relieved I was now a werewolf, as I didn't think I would have been able to tolerate being wrapped in cotton wool and stuck on a shelf for safekeeping.

Sebrina still seemed sad. I knew she had to be relieved to know Ryan wouldn't look for another mate, but I wasn't sure the knowledge had given her confidence that he would still choose her now that she was a vampire.

Personally, I thought Ryan needed a swift kick and when I was feeling better I might be the one to give it to him.

Then something else occurred to me. “Do you have a mate?” I asked Tera.

“Do you see any Neanderthal types trying to boss me around? To be honest I'm not sure I'll ever be ready,” she said quietly.

“It's perfectly natural for an alpha to want to protect and dictate to his mate,” I mimicked Tera's earlier words back at her.

She laughed. “I never said dictate!”

We all sat together, huddled in the living room, sharing our hopes and dreams for the future and discussing the problems that men always seemed to bring to your life, until dawn's first rays began peeking over the horizon.

Sebrina jumped up as the first pink lights began to filter through the window. “Bedtime for me. See you all tomorrow.” Then she was gone, moving faster than even I could track with my werewolf-enhanced vision.

“Wow. She is fast,” I said, marveling at her speed.

“They all are and some of them can fly,” Tera said softly.

It was good that vampires and werewolves were friends. For one thing, I would have really missed knowing Sebrina, and for another, if Sebrina was only at partial strength, fully loaded she would really be something to contend with.

Epenie muttered something about barely being able to keep her eyes open and wandered off to her bedroom. I found it surprisingly easy to get up from the couch and realized that my ribs were almost completely healed.

When I took Dizzy outside, Tera followed me. Together we stood watching the sunrise and waiting on my dog to do her business.

I looked over toward the little parking area and was surprised to see my little orange Cavalier. “How did my car get here?”

“Connor sent Tuck to get it after you were home. I've never seen him so upset,” Tera said softly. “Ryan practically had to drag him from the room once you fell asleep. Ryan told him he was too angry to be there when you woke, that he would only add to the trauma of the day for you. He wouldn't leave until Ryan called Sebrina, Epenie, and me in to stand guard and make sure you were comfortable. I think they called for a spar to help Connor channel his rage into something productive.”

“Spar?” I asked.

“When equally matched wolves fight each other for practice or sport. It's a good way to let off steam. When you're training we will spar; best way to ready you for battle.”

“I'll go change,” I said eagerly, ready to learn to fight.

“Tomorrow will be soon enough. Ryan and Connor both would have my hide if I let you do anything more strenuous that polishing your nails today.”

“Men,” I huffed.

“Yeah, they can be a pain, especially when they're right.”

Since we couldn't spar, we ended up back on the couch with another movie. Neither of us made it past the first hour before falling asleep.

Chapter Eleven

 

 

By the time I woke up a second time, the sun was setting; I'd slept the whole day. Dizzy raised her head from where she was lying on my chest to look at me.

“Good morning,” I said, smiling as I scratched her ears.

Dizzy bounced up, barking excitedly as she jumped off the couch and danced around the living room. I recognized the dance as her potty dance and quickly opened the door for her.

I was happy to note that all the soreness in my body was a thing of the past. The house seemed empty and I wondered where Tera and Epenie had gone. Eager to start my training with Tera, I hoped they returned soon.

Once Dizzy came in, I decided that a shower was long overdue. I sighed with pleasure as the hot water cascaded across my torso and washed away the last vestiges of tension from the events of the previous day.

Wrapping a towel around myself sarong style, I left the bathroom to find some workout clothes.

Dressed and complete with ponytail, I headed toward the main house to find Tera. It was important that we start working as soon as possible.

Upon entering the house, I followed the sound of voices into the den. The room was filled to capacity with werewolves and I was surprised to see Sebrina in a corner of the room with several people I'd never met. I assumed they were vampires like her, based on the unusual pallor of their skin.

The minute I sauntered into the room, conversation came to a standstill. Frowning, I scanned the room until my eyes met Connor's from where he stood behind the bar. Crossing my arms over my chest, I raised a brow meaningfully in his direction.

Connor stifled a small smile. “Alexandria, I've been bringing everyone up to speed about the attack yesterday and discussing our next step in eliminating our problem for good.”

“Good, you should have woken me,” I chided gently.

He nodded but I could tell the effort cost him; it was also obvious he didn't want me here but I chose to ignore the signs and walked across the room to sit with Tera on the floor at the edge of the hearth.

It was amusing to see the nervousness that seemed to spread throughout the room. I'd never seen so many fidgety werewolves. The vampires, with the exception of Sebrina, just looked bored.

I could see Epenie curled into a corner of the room just behind Tuck, taking everything in with wide eyes. When she saw me she started to rise, but Tuck placed a firm hand on her thigh and held her where she was with a shake of his head. Epenie frowned up at him but stayed put.

“Alexandria, I'm sure you're hungry; there is a feast laid out in the kitchen that I'm sure you would enjoy.” Connor's dismissal could have been a lot smoother in my opinion.

“I'm fine,” I said with a sweet smile.

Connor cleared his throat before trying again. “I think you'd find it more comfortable in the other room.”

Enough was enough. I fixed him with the sternest expression I could manage. “I won't be sent off like a child while the big people talk. This involves me as much as anyone else in this room, perhaps more.”

“You've been through enough because of Sid and his pack of rogue wolves. I won't have you exposed to any more violence.” Connor sliced his hand through the air decisively to emphasis his point.

“I'm a werewolf, not a daisy; unless I'm mistaken, violence is now part of my nature.”

The tall vampire standing next to Sebrina chuckled as he stood. “Connor, she is priceless. I do believe you have chosen a little Amazon for your mate.”

Connor glared as the vampire made his way across the room toward me. He was a handsome man; short auburn hair framed his thin, almost aristocratic features and it was easy to see how his sparkling green eyes could tempt any woman into being a very willing blood donor.

Once he was standing in front of me, he gave a courtly bow. “Allow me to introduce myself, Alexandria. I am Ethan Saunders, and as the leader of the vampire community I welcome you to our war council, but you should take your proper place.”

I took the hand he offered without hesitation and allowed him to lead me to stand on the right side of Connor. Beside me I could feel the anger practically radiating from Connor at the vampire's actions. In one fell swoop the vampire had completely undermined Connor's attempt to exclude me from the meeting. While I was happy to have my problem solved, the increased level of tension in the room was palpable and it was also hard to miss the implications of standing next to Connor.

Laying my hand across Connor's where it was placed on the bar in a conciliatory gesture, I leaned over to whisper to him, “I don't want to defy you but I have to be a part of this. I refuse to be Sid's victim anymore.”

The tension leaked out of Connor's shoulders all at once and he nodded before addressing the room at large. “For once Ethan is right. Alexandria's proper place in the room is beside me.”

I decided it was not the best time to bring up my misgivings about being anyone's mate and waited to see how the room would react to Connor's statement.

Everyone in the room inclined their head toward me to express their respect and the meeting resumed.

We discussed training to prepare for battle, tightening security while we prepared to meet Sid on our own terms. Connor requested that none of the wolves go into town alone for the next few weeks and the human family members and children not leave the compound at all.

It seemed that the vampires were present to commit their support to eradicating the threat Sid and his erstwhile pack represented to the entire supernatural community. They would fight alongside our wolf pack.

One wolf stayed near the vampires and I learned that was Zack, the werewolf ambassador to the vampires. He'd gotten to know his hosts very well and seemed very comfortable with them, possibly more comfortable than even Sebrina.

Her entire demeanor had changed. Gone was the bubbling enthusiasm; she seemed subdued by the presence of her nest. I decided then and there that no matter what happened with Ryan, Sebrina could never leave our pack and return to the nest. We were her family now.

The council concluded that everyone would lay low for now and await Sid's next move, while making sure that our loved ones were safe.

In the interim everyone would train so that we were in peak fighting condition when the time came to take care of the intruders on our territory. Thus decided, the meeting adjourned.

When I would have followed everyone else out, Connor stopped me. “You defied me again publically.”

“I deserved to be at this meeting,” I stated vehemently. “Sid attacked me.”

“Sid used you to attack me,” he said firmly. “I don't want you anywhere near a battle of any kind. I want you safe, protected from any further violence. I let you stay at the meeting grudgingly; it still goes against everything in me to allow your involvement, but you will obey me, Alexandria.”

I crossed my arms over my chest and glared up at him, then started when he began rolling his shirtsleeves up. “What are you doing?”

“I believe I told you what would happen if you ever defied me in front of the pack again. Did I not?” he asked almost conversationally.

“But… but… I was right…” I sputtered rather lamely.

“Did you publically defy me?” Connor asked with a raised brow, his hand paused in the act of rolling up his right sleeve.

“Yes, but…”

“Then we're agreed,” he said with a nod, fixing his sleeve in place and catching me by one arm and pulling me with him to the couch.

“No… wait, Connor… you can't!” I cried as I felt myself pulled face down over his lap as he sat down on the couch.

“I assure you I can,” he said as he pulled both my sweat pants and panties down to my knees in one motion.

His hand fell hard and fast, making me realize he'd been right when he warned me after my first spanking that the next one would make the first seem like a child's punishment. He was spanking much harder, each slap making me yelp and writhe over his knee.

“Ooooh… ouch… Connor… stop!” I cried.

“I will stop when I feel the lesson is sufficiently learned and not a moment before,” Connor said sternly.

I wailed loudly then bit my lip as I realized my entire pack could probably hear my spanking. His hand continued to fall with no discernible pattern, leaving not an inch of my bottom without throbbing heat.

He paused and I took a deep relieved breath, only to cry out in dismay when he tilted me further over his lap in order to pay closer attention to the tender under curve of my backside. “No, Connor! Not there!”

“Yes, there, mate.” His hand fell hard five times in a row on my left sit spot till I was yowling, no longer concerned about my pack mates hearing my punishment. Then he moved and gave the right side the exact same treatment. My horror was complete when I felt him part my tender bottom cheeks and press the tip of one finger against my anus.

“Now you will get a taste of how I will deal with defiance once we are well and truly mated.”

“Noooooo!” I cried, desperately clenching against his intrusion when he pulled his finger away to deliver another series of sharp slaps that left me gasping for air and then the finger was back pushing deep inside while I moaned in embarrassed protest.

“Defiant mates get their bottoms punished inside and out,” Connor told me matter-of-factly as his finger took up a quick in-and-out rhythm.

Soon the feel of his finger gliding in and out of my most private area had me panting with need; my clit was throbbing in time to my sore bottom and a flood of wetness seeped from between my thighs. I was mortified by my body's response.

“That's it… good girl,” Connor said as his finger began moving faster and his other hand reached beneath me to flick a finger across my aching clit. I felt everything inside me draw up tight and then explode with a snap as I came screaming across his knee, his finger planted deeply in my ass as I clenched around it.

I was shivering when he stood me back on my feet in front of him and hugged me while he righted my clothing.

I was a little muddle-headed so he pulled me with him to the bathroom where he washed his hands and then lifted me to sit on the bathroom counter in front of him.

I hissed when my bottom made contact with the hard counter but it was quickly forgotten when he tilted my face up to his tender gaze. “Lesson learned?”

I blinked back tears as I looked up at him. He was so stern yet tender at the same time; everything in me responded to him on every level but I just couldn't go there yet. I was as confused by my body's response to his discipline as I was by my growing need for him. These were thoughts for another day though. I gave a deep shuddering sigh before replying softly, “Lesson learned.”