The Pack’s Alpha Chapter 10: Confrontation and Decisions

Cyra

I don’t know who this woman is or who she thinks she is, but she’s nothing more than an Alpha female, just like me and Piper. And she obviously sees Yorick holding my hand, so I know her blatant flirtation is meant to get a rise out of me, but Rina doesn’t care. She’s ready to rip her to shreds.

Yorick’s steel arm wraps around my waist before Rina can get to her. He puffs our back against his chest, wrapping his other ridiculously strong arm across my chest before nuzzling my ear.

“You must be blind. I was having a great time until you showed up,” Yorick says to her, purring in my ear. “Now, why don’t you stop antagonizing my girl and you and your little entourage just move along?”

“Yeah, honey. Back home you might be something special, but around here, you’re pretty average,” Zach says to her.

“I guess we’ll see about that,” she huffs.

“We don’t need to see. Half of the elite are standing right here. Honestly, I’m not sure I feel all that special seeing as how my ‘competition‘ surrounds herself with people of lower rank so she can feel better about herself,” Piper adds.

“You don’t know anything about me,” the woman snarls.

“I know you’re a bitch who doesn’t like competition. That was obvious in how you curled your much too thin lips at me and my friend, how you totally ignored Landon because he’s not ranked even though he’s part of the twenty elite in this class, and you made a move on the only man here who is obviously with someone else. Now most likely you did that to try and get in my friend’s head in an attempt to get an advantage over her in the Academy. Or maybe you really are as dumb as you look and thought he’d drop her like a hot potato for you. Trust me when I say, he won’t,” Piper says.

Damn, I might have to kiss my new friend.

“I’m coming for you, bitch,” the woman growls, pointing at Piper.

“Oh, please do. You need to be knocked down a peg or two and it would make my day to be the one to do it."

“Let’s go, Megan,” one of the guys says, taking her arm.

She scoffs at us, but turns around and strides away, her entourage following behind her.

“Put your claws away, baby,” Yorick whispers in my ear. I look down and realize they’re still out. He bites my ear, a gentle display of dominance to get Rina’s attention and compliance. My body shivers with the feel of his teeth on my ear, but he doesn’t let go until she puts her claws away. Then he presses a kiss to my neck before releasing me.

“You’re fun,” Landon says to Piper.

Piper shrugs, but he slings an arm over her shoulder.

“See, I told you. There’s no fault if it’s honesty. Everything you said was true,” I say.

“Yeah, especially about those lips being too thin and her being as dumb as she looks,” Zach says, grinning at Piper. “Okay, I threw some insults in there, but you don’t blatantly flirt with a man who is holding hands with another woman. It’s just wrong, even if you don’t know that they are mates.”

“Agreed,” Yorick says, sliding his hand back into mine.

“Well, now I’m in a bad mood,” Piper says.

“Maybe you’re hangry, Hellfire. Let’s go get lunch,” Zach says.

“You and your nicknames,” I say, laughing.

“Hey, if the nickname fits, who am I to argue. Piper’s got that fiery red hair and a temper to match. I love the passion,” he says, winking at her.

“Stop flirting with me,” she says, shaking her head, but her lips are twitching.

“We definitely need to feed her,” Zach says over his shoulder at us.

“I can’t believe it’s already lunch time. Where has the day gone?” I ask.

“Time flies when you’re with the one you love,” Yorick says and now it’s my turn to shake my head.

After lunch, we separate from our friends with plans to meet up again for dinner. Yorick and I walk to our rooms, saying goodbye as our friends pass us on their way to their rooms.

“I’m not ready to part yet,” Yorick says. I get a flash of what he must have looked like as a little boy, pouting for what he wants.

“I thought we were going to go over our class schedule,” I say, not wanting to let him go yet either.

I’m rewarded with his sexy grin. “I’ll be back in thirty minutes. I’m going to shower, then get my schedule and some books. Maybe we can look through them and see what’s in store for us.”

Yorick and I spend the afternoon going through our schedule.

“I’ve never considered war an art,” I say, looking at the class title Art of War.

“Many do though,” Yorick says, flipping through his book. “There are lots of books on it.”

I’m sitting on the small couch in my room. He’d pulled up a chair, pulling my legs over his lap. As we’ve talked and gone through our course schedule, his fingers had been gently running up and down my legs, periodically rubbing my feet as we talk. At some point, he’d extended his legs to the couch and I started doing the same to him, enjoying just being together and touching each other.

I realize that this, being together like this, is its own type of intimacy. We’re focusing on our work but also spending time together and taking advantage of the ability to touch the other. It’s what a true mate bond between an Alpha and a luna should look like. We aren’t letting our emotions get in the way of our studies and preparing for class, but we’re still together.

“What’s going through that pretty head of yours?” he asks me.

I smile and I feel my cheeks heat with embarrassment. I’d been lost in my thoughts and hadn’t realized that he’d caught me. But I should have known he would. He seems to be constantly paying attention to me.

“I was thinking that this is nice. I like being here with you like this,” I tell him.

“Good. I was hoping we could use the buddy system to study together,” he says, giving me that million–dollar, panty-dropping smile. I feel my mouth go dry and as I watch his smile widens.

“Oh, I really want to know what you’re thinking now,” he says.

“You have an incredible smile,” I say honestly.

“Yeah? Is it my kissable lips? My pearly–white teeth? Or my strikingly handsome face that does it for you?” he asks, making me laugh.

“All of the above,” I say.

“Hmmm, perhaps you should test the kissable lips part. You know, just to make sure your assessment is correct,” he teases.

I lean forward and so does he. His soft, warm lips press against mine and I sigh against his mouth. Definitely kissable lips. He deepens the kiss and before I realize what he’s doing, he’s pulled me into his lap so I’m straddling him. I hear his book clatter to the floor. So much for focusing on studies. Thankfully, classes haven’t started yet.

I can feel his hard length underneath me, pressing against my heat. I’d put on a sundress, knowing I won’t have many opportunities to wear them during the week, so my thin panties are pressed tightly against the bulge in his shorts.

His hands slide up my thighs and over the panties, continuing to my sides. His thumbs glide over my bare stomach and up to my breasts.

“Yorick,” I whisper.

“Mmm,” he purrs. “You have very touchable skin. It feels like silk under my hands.”

He looks up at me as I run my fingers through his hair. “You know I want you. I want whatever parts of you you’re willing to give me while you and Rina decide that there is no choice but to give yourself to me completely, so what is acceptable? Is this?” he asks, his thumbs grazing over my nipples.

I gasp and grip his hair tighter as his eyes darken.

“Or what about this? Is this okay?” he asks, sliding his hand down my stomach to my panties that are already soaked.

He growls as he feels how wet I am, then slides his thumb under my panties. I gasp again as he begins rubbing circles around my clit.

“That’s right beautiful. I want you to come for me,” he growls, his green eyes dark with his own desire.

It must be the mate bond because his thumb is working magic on my clit, bringing me close to my release much faster than I’ve ever come before.

There’s a knock at my door. “Come on, let’s go get dinner,” Piper yells through the door.

“We’ll meet you there,” Yorick yells back, before pulling my mouth to his and capturing my moan as my body begins jerking with my orgasm.

When he moans against my mouth, I realize my movements have him close as well, so I begin moving my hips over his length. I’ve barely stroked him three times before he’s jerking his own release. I can feel his length twitching underneath me as we both gasp and I lean my forehead against his.

“I would say we shouldn’t do that, but there’s no way we’re not doing that again,” I say, panting. “That felt too good not to experience it again.”

He chuckles, lifting his mouth to kiss me again.

“I need to change before dinner. Give me a few minutes and I’ll come back for you,” he says, lifting me up and setting me on my feet.

“Yeah, I should probably change my panties too,” I say.

“In that case,” he says, reaching up and slicing my panties off me. “I’ll take these.”

He grins as he walks to my door before shoving them in his pocket. Then he checks the hallway before ducking out of my room.

Five minutes later, he’s back and we walk hand in hand to dinner. As soon as we walk in, our friends smirk at us.

“You might want to set an alarm next time, Shakespeare,” Zach says to him.

“You can’t rush perfection, Zach,” Yorick says and I can feel my cheeks flaming with embarrassment.

But that night, after Yorick kisses me with all the passion I’ve dreamed of and leaves me panting and wanting more to go sleep in his room, I lay in my bed, thinking that maybe Rina is right. Why waste this time when I could enjoy the best sex of my life for the next year?

After making that decision, I make another. I won’t waste another day waiting. Tomorrow, Yorick is mine.