Chapter 3
Rejected Little Secret :
I know exactly who he is.
How could I not? He’s the topic of conversation among every woman in our pack. He’s Axton Hunt. His deep growl and piercing gaze make it clear that he’s a werewolf not to be trifled with. His presence is like a heady cocktail of danger and allure, impossible to resist.
My body acts on its own accord, obeying his command, despite my attempts to resist the transformation. As I shift from my wolf form back to my human self, my limbs twitch and my bones rearrange themselves. The combination of my nudity and simmering anger leaves me feeling exposed and volatile.
Axton’s eyes lock onto mine, and I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks as he chuckles at my growling.
“Take it easy, Chestnut.” When he speaks, his voice is low and husky. “I didn’t freak you out, did I?”
“Chestnut?”
It takes me a moment to understand Axton’s gesture, but then I realize he’s pointing out the difference between his hair and my own brown locks. I glare at him with a mixture of shame and fury as I tightly wrap my arms around. myself for protection. My irritation boils over, and my voice snaps with sharpness.
“What do you want?”
From the pocket of his tattered shorts, Axton produces a bundle of cloth, tightly wrapped and stained with dirt. He tosses it to me with a mischievous grin, and I catch it with a loud huff of breath. As I unravel the bundle, I feel the rough texture of the thin cloth dress that is functional yet unattractive, which irks me.
As I slip into the dress, I can’t help but feel exposed and vulnerable, my skin prickling with goosebumps.
“This is entertaining you, isn’t it?”
His chuckle grates on my nerves as his smirk remains firmly in place.
“A bit, I guess.” He tries to hide his amusement with a snicker as he confesses, peering through his covered eyes. “1 mean, it’s not like I can let a fellow wolf run around naked, right? We do have some standards, you know”
Inside me, frustration and resentment boil like a cauldron, simmering with anger. With Zeke’s betrayal and the emotional turmoil it caused, I already have enough to deal with. This Alpha wolf is the last thing I need to deal with, adding to the complications of my life.
My instincts are telling me to stand up for myself and demand an explanation for his actions. Finally, I muster up the Courage to take a deep breath and ask.
“You stalking me or something?”
His expression shifts from playful arrogance to a more serious one as he cocks his head. As if a veil is being lifted, he reveals the truth, his face taking on a solemn expression.
“I’m on border patrol duty, My pack wants the cabin by the river, so Alpha Gavvyn asked me to do this job.”
That almost makes me smile, for some inexplicable reason. It’s uncommon for an Alpha to prioritize his pack’s wishes over his own and follow another Alpha’s command. Although I want to compliment him, I’m too distracted by the shiver that runs down my spine from his words.
“You on border patrol? Why? Are we about to have a war?”
His eyes lose their sharpness as Axton lets out a deep sigh and shoves his hands into his pockets. His nostrils flare as he sniffs the air, and his eyes grow darker in response. As I watch him curiously, I notice his jaw tighten in frustration.
“Take it easy, Chestnut. It’s just a safety measure. A precaution.”
In my mind, I play out all the worst–case scenarios, each one worse than the last.
“Precaution for what?”
Axton takes his time to answer, his nose twitching as he sniff’s the air. His eyes grow darker, and I can feel his gaze lingering on me, almost as though he’s trying to capture my scent.
“The six packs have grown larger in recent years, and with the Alpha Ascension celebration tomorrow, precautions are being taken to ensure the safety of all guests.
Although his explanation provides some relief, the anxiety persists in the back of my mind.
“Everything should be smooth sailing, yeah?”
Axton’s silence stretches on longer than usual this time.
He keeps his distance, but this time I sense a tension in the air, as if he’s trying to suppress the urge to look at me. He stands there, his chest heaving as a redness slowly spreads from his chest to the tip of his ears. His claws retract and appear every few seconds from his fingers, catching the light and glinting menacingly.
“Are you okay?”
With tentative steps, I move forward and ask. I’m met with a growl and a glare, which makes me realize that I’ve made a mistake. Without moving a muscle, I come to a sudden stop and offer my neck in submission. Axton takes a deep breath, his nostrils flaring as he shuts his ey
and pinches the bridge of his nose.
“I need you to drag your ass back home, Chestnut.”
The moment I realize what’s happening, my arms drop to my sides. My fear of him from earlier has transformed into pure rage. My allegiance lies with my own Alpha, so I won’t be taking orders from him. Not when his words are jumbled and make no sense. This is my home, my pack.
“I don’t listen to outsiders who try to tell me what to do.”
my throat,
The moment Axton opens his eyes, they turn jet–black, making me wonder what’s happening to him. I can’t tell if he’s trying to intimidate me or if he’s genuinely attempting to shift into a fighting stance. My mind races to understand him when he sprints towards me, stopping abruptly mere millimeters from my body. My breath catches in and I stand completely still as his gaze bores into me. Compared to Sammy and Zeke, he stands tall and towering
“I need you to go home because you reck.”
“Excuse me?!”
My cheeks burn with embarrassment, and I quickly move my hand to slap him on the chest. Just as I’m about to reach him, he grabs my wrist and holds it tightly. I brace myself for the pain of my arm being ripped out, but instead he does something unexpected.
Axton rumbles low and deep, and I can feel the vibrations in my chest, but it’s not scary; it’s comforting, like a purr. He takes my hand, and I watch as he lifts it to his nose, inhaling my palm deeply, his eyes closing in pleasure.
I stand there, shocked, my mouth hanging wide open.
“Go on home for me, will ya?”
My palm tingles as Axton murmurs against it, sending a shiver through me. A sudden wave of heat washes over me, making me feel like I’m in an oven. I feel a sudden wetness between my legs, and my thighs press together.
I know what’s going on. I’m in heat. But it’s not due yet, it’s supposed to come in three days.
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My gaze fixates on Axton’s lips, which look incredibly luscious, and I subconsciously moisten my own. As soon as he opens his eyes, I feel his hungry gaze on me, and I meet it with my own. His grip on my hand is tight, and I can feel the sharp edges of his canines as he traces them across my skin..
“You can’t be running around with a bunch of unmated werewolves around.”
I’m licking my lips again. “Like you?”
I catch him staring at my lips, his gaze intense and unwavering.
“Especially me.”
All of a sudden, my body refuses to budge.
The only thing on my mind is Zeke cheating on me. I’m making a fool of myself, and he’s enjoying the show. I wonder if Colt knows about Zeke’s affair, and if Alpha Gavvyn has been brought up to speed as well.
I can’t believe he’s been cheating on me.
Am I really the only one who doesn’t know?
I find myself thinking, if he’s cheating, then maybe I should too.
I tip my head to the side and feel more slickness seeping out of me.
“I have no mate. Axton’s chest rumbles with pleasure as he listens to my words. “Make yourself useful and help me through my heat.”
