A Secret Alpha Mate

(Jennifer)

Asoft sound pulls me from my nap on my couch, well my parent's couch, I would be moving to the packhouse soon. I drag myself to a sitting position, my stomach starting to swell but I'm already getting uncomfortable, mostly with the fact that my stomach isn't perfectly flat anymore.

Six weeks flew by and after tomorrow, everything would fall into place.

I would be able to set up our baby's nursery on the Alpha floor, and soon I would move to that floor too. Once Jackson got ri of that rogue he quite literally found on the streets, I'm sure I could convince him to let me move into his room.

He never did well with loneliness, and I knew how to take care of him better than anyone, and definitely better than that innocent little b***h. You could see it in her wide eyes that she’s probably never seen a d**k before.

I heard the sound again, was it a knock? I put my head back on the couch, closing my eyes again.

This time the knocking was louder and incessant. Who the f**k was here?

I stomped to the back door and angrily and slam it open, not worried about who was behind the door. My parents had a key and Jackson would have come to the front door, no one else f****g mattered.

“What the f**k are you doing here?” I demand, pulling the last person I expected to see into the back hall, “Are you out of your damn mind? This wasn't part of the plan at all” I know my voice is sounding strained but honestly, this small slip-up could ruin everything.

He kisses me, deeply, and at first, some lingering sparks form at his touch, they go away when I remember his station. I push him away lightly not wanting to hurt his feelings. Yet.

Stupid Moon Goddess. The mate bond wasn't as strong as my need to be seen, my need for power.

“Why are you here?” I look into his deep brown eyes, that could have been attractive if he didn't repulse me so much now. “I needed to see you."

“Did anyone else see you?” I demand looking behind him at the closed door.

“No, I used a different name and borrowed a car with tinted windows." I raise one of my eyebrows, “Well I stole a car, from the ranked members, just for a day” I roll my eyes, it was so embarrassing that he didn't have his own car.

“I would have met you somewhere.”

“I missed you." He puts his hands on my belly, “I missed both of you." I close my eyes trying really hard to gain some composure.

“Did you bring it? You can't stay here.”

“Hmm?” He mutters while looking down at my swelling stomach.

“Did. you. bring it I enunciate every word, every second he stayed here I was at risk, he needed to leave.

“Oh, yeah, here” He pulls a small vial out of his pocket filled with dark purple substance. I clutch it close to my heart and take a deep breath for the first time since he arrived.

“Thank you.” I meant it, “Now get out of here, we're so close to getting everything that we want." I try to smile, he was so eas,to fool. I've gotten everything I needed from him and now he was no use to me anymore. Well, once he got the f**k out of m, pack.

“Fine, fine, but can you admit that you're at least a little happy to see me?” He flashes me a wide smile.

Fk him.

“Of course, love.” I push my hand through his thick brown hair, “But we will be together soon. Forever” I get on my tippy toes and give him a quick kiss on the Lips.

“Now go” My anxiety rises when he doesn't budge.

“Don’t you want to know how it works?”

“What works?” He points to the vial I'm still clutching.

“Oh,” I let out a forced laugh, “Yeah.”

“Drop something of his DNA in it an hour before you need it. It takes a little less than an hour to start working and when it's ready it changes to light purple or something, I don't really remember” I look at him angrily, “It doesn't matter what color, it just changes color.”

“Fine, fine. Now go."

“It only lasts for an hour or two so make sure that you take it right before you need it” I nod.

DNA an hour before, color change, I take it, then go into the appointment.

I hear keys at the front door.

“Now, go, go." I push him out the back and slam the door behind him.

“Jennifer dear, I got some color samples for the nursery.” My mom sings out. I plastered on a smile and quickly stashed the vial safely in my pocket.

“Coming, Mom!"

(Isla)

Almost every night Adrastea, Flint, and Lilac would run together. Sometimes, Jasper, the doctor's wolf would run with us if he wasn't working the night shift.

I lied to myself and said that I was doing it for Adrastea to have some time with Flint and I was being selfless, but really, I wanted to see Jackson, as well. Even though it wasn't as gut-wrenchingly painful as the first few days, the pain never fully went away. It was hard being away from Jackson and he helped me forget about it temporarily.

Tomorrow was the day the doctor's appointment was first thing in the morning. That meant, would either find out tomorrow night or the next day, 'm not sure which was worse.

At least there was some hope now that it wasn't his, even though neither of us was really holding out for that, the timing wa too close.

I spent what I saw as one of my last days here in my library. The weather was colder now, fall being in full swing and I loved spending time here, with a large fire and a stack of books under a cozy blanket.

Abigail still refused to move in with the doctor until we found out about the baby, we spent most of the nights he was off at his cozy cottage all three of us, sometimes four if Jackson joined. I never invited him myself but I wouldn't say no.

“Knock knock.” A silky voice says, pulling me from my thoughts. Jackson comes in with a tray carrying hot chocolate and some kind of stew, “I figured you needed something to warm you up." I couldn't help smiling at him, I was starting to get hungry but I was too comfortable to move.

I still didn't feel comfortable enough to call Dawn to have someone bring something up, even though she insisted that it wa “more than fine, so this was a welcomed surprise.

“Mind if I join you for a few minutes? I need to look for a book” I smiled and patted the seat beside me, every day he would come up here and say he was looking for a new book that he never managed to find.

“Did your dad ever find that one book, about the pack's histories or, uh, the pack symbols or whatever you called them?" I ask, I was thinking about that for the past week but I kept getting distracted whenever I saw him, stupid mate bond.

“I'l ask him again, I'm sorry that actually slipped my mind after I asked him." He looked guilty.

“It's fine, I understand, there has been a lot going on.”

“I know, but that was important to you, and to me. Ill ask him right now, and if he didn't find it I'm sure there's a copy we cal get” He flashes a smile and goes to mindlink his dad. I grab a cup of hot chocolate and settle back down on my side of the couch.

“He said he didn't find it in the library or his home office, I didn't tell him why I wanted it so it slipped his mind too. If he knew it was for you I'm sure he would have torn the whole packhouse apart” That made me smile, William was such a doting person.

“Do you mind if I ask you something?” He's not making eye contact.

“Sure.”

“Do you think we could maybe do something tonight just the two of us?” I don't think that's a good idea, I don't think I could control myself around him just us two, but before I can think too much I respond, surprising myself.

“Okay”

His face lights up, “Really? Wait, don't answer that you already said okay. I'll get it all set up. I'll pick you up at six, don't worry about anything." He kisses my cheek and rushes out, probably hoping I won't change my mind.

I still have a few hours until I get ready so I settle back into my book, trying to drive all other thoughts away.

(Jackson)

Cam and Lucas are leaving my office, after helping me come up with a plan for tonight. All I knew is that I wanted to have a special night with her, one that would make her never want to leave me. I know that was a tall order, so I would settle with her having a wonderful night to distract us both from the anxiety of tomorrow.

My phone rings and I answer it, not expecting anyone to contact me outside the pack.

“Alpha Jackson?”

“Yes, who am I speaking to?"

“This is Cacious, you met me the other week, Elder John sent me to collect information.” He starts to whisper

“Yes, of course, I remember, I apologize for the chaos that happened that evening, I never got a chance to properly talk to you after that”

“Don’t worry at all, we got all that we needed that evening. There is something else” I hear a door shut behind him, I wonde where he was.

“Go on"

“As we feared, the omegas here are too scared to risk the punishment of the Alpha to testify against him. We've been able to take a few anonymous testimonials, but none that would hold up in court.”

“I see how that could be a problem.”

“Yes, that is where you might be able to help.”

“I'll do anything I can," I answer honestly.

“The statements that we received from your Luna and her friend, Abigail, if I remember correctly, were great. Thorough, detailed, and recent, the perfect statements.”

“Yes?”

“Could you ask them, or put me in contact with them, to see if they would be willing to testify in court?” I didn't want it to come to this, I wanted to protect Isla and Abigail at all costs and hoped I could take the blame for this completely.

“I'l ask them,” I say after a minute.

“Alpha, I understand your hesitation. We do have proof at the moment, but those testimonials would really help us have a solid case to make sure that he is punished appropriately. We would do everything in our power to protect our witnesses.” “I'll leave it up to them.”

As selfish as it was, that would be a reason that I could get Isla to stay here for a few more weeks. She never said anything again about staying until the trial was over, but if she and Abigail were part of it then maybe they would.

Two more weeks to convince her to stay, to show her somehow we could make it work, to find a loophole.

“Thank you, please mention it to them as early as possible, either way, we would like to know their decision. Give them this number I called you as if they want to talk to me directly”

“I will. Thank you Cacious."

“Thank you, Alpha Jackson.” The line went blank.

I would deal with that tomorrow, one thing at a time, I needed to get ready for my first unofficial date with Isla.

(Ista)

I'turn on the lights to my room and see a large black box with a silver bow sitting on my bed. I walk up to it curiously and turn the card over in my hands.

Wear this tonight

- Jackson

I pull the ribbon off and lift the lid of the box and pull out a fitted floor-length silverly blue dress with long sleeves. I ran my hand over the soft cool fabric, this was the nicest dress I've ever seen.

Also in the box were a pair of comfortable-looking flats, Jackson must have realized my aversion to heels and a gorgeous white faux fur coat.

I had absolutely no idea what was going on tonight. Were we going somewhere? Would other people be there?

I quickly showered and tried to put on some makeup that Gianna got me. I didn’t want to try anything that I could mess up so I put on a thin coat of soft red lipstick and some mascara that accentuated my eyes.

I would have to ask her how she made my eyes shimmer last time, but I wasn't going to risk trying it now.

I was able to pull one side of my hair back into a long silver hair clip I found in a drawer, it almost matched the dress perfectly.

There. That was as good as I was going to get by myself.

Islipped on the dress and admired it in the mirror, simple but elegant, and so comfortable. Jackson would be here any minute so I slid on my shoes and put the coat over my arm and sat patiently on the bed.

“May I come in?" His deep voice accompanied his knock.

I'stood up, running my hands down my dress, slightly nervous now.

“Y-yes."

The door opened and he looked at me with hungry eyes, looking me up and down, I suddenly felt naked.

He was wearing a dark blue button-down shirt and dark gray dress pants. Just when I thought he couldn't get any more attractive.

The shirt fit him perfectly and clung to his muscles, the dark blue color making his light blue eyes pop even more. His hair was slightly slicked back, and he looked like he just walked off the runway. I immediately felt self-conscious of my appearance.

He closed the space between us and looked down at me, not breaking eye contact for a second,

“Isla, you are, and always have been the most beautiful thing in this world." I felt a blush creeping up my face.

“You're not too bad yourself,’ I say trying to sound casual, he lets out a low chuckle and tilts my chin up to him.

He brings his face down to mine, and I'm frozen, his hot breath fans my face as he stops an inch away from my lips, testing. I don't move.

He touches his nose to mine and closes his eyes. I do the same, savoring the moment, memorizing how it makes me feel. He brushes his lips lightly against mine, not a kiss, but in a way, it was even more sensual.

He pulls away slightly and places a lingering kiss on my forehead.

“Shall we?" He puts his arm out to me and I take it, smiling up at him.

We walk to the back of the packhouse and Jackson helps me into my coat, it's so soft I felt like I was wearing a thick blanket, outside. We walked until we got to the forest that bordered one side of the mountain.

Twinkling lights were strung from an opening and fake candles illuminated a path. “Fire hazard having real ones," Jackson noted when he saw my gaze.

“Very sensible,” I say

“Well, Lucas was going to go for real ones but Cam stopped him. I laugh, that sounds like them. I would miss them if the baby. No stop. I'm not thinking about that now. I am having a perfect moment with Jackson. Being perfectly happy and committing every small detail of this evening to memory to replay in my head again and again.

We walk hand and hand through the short illuminated path that opens to a clearing. It was surprisingly warm when we stepped in, and then I noticed the heaters placed every few feet in a circle.

He led me to the middle where a short table was laid out with food, chocolate, and champagne. A dozen white roses were se in the middle of the table.

“I didn’t want to waste any time taking you somewhere, or share you with anyone else this evening, so I had this setup.” He explains.

“It's perfect,” All of the details were incredible. A thick rug was laid out and soft pillows and fuzzy blankets were positioned around the table.

“It's kinda like a night picnic” He says, I laugh.

“Night picnic. I like it” I smile at him and take a seat, he sits next to me as close as possible.

“We might have to make this a tradition.” I don't say anything but my face must have given me away. “Sorry, let's just focus o the now. And right now I'm here with my favorite person in the world."

“Don't let your mom hear you say that, I tease and he smiles at me as he pours us both a glass of champagne.

II00k at the spread and there's a variety of tiny tea sandwiches, chocolate-covered strawberries, berry tarts, and little puff pastries that look like they are filled with meat and some with spinach and cheese. The perfect picnic.

We fall into a comfortable conversation talking about everything but nothing important. Our favorite seasons, colors, pointing out constellations we knew. We were laughing at small things and for the first time since Jennifer showed back up i his office, I felt truly happy and comfortable around him. Unguarded even.

I don't know if it was the glass of champagne or the company but I was completely at ease and content.

Jackson held me in his arms after we ate and I leaned back against his broad chest. My dress came up and bit but I didn't mind, I was warm enough leaning against him and with all the heaters around us. He absentmindedly rubbed circles on my thigh as he was telling me a story his mom told him about the Moon Goddess when he was growing up.

It was hard to concentrate on his bedtime story as his fingers got further up my leg.

Suddenly he stopped his story and growled in my ear, “I can smell your arousal, Isla.’

I swallowed the lump in my throat.

“Is there something you want me to do about it?” He purrs into my ear silently brushing the tips of his fingers up my inner thigh and back down. I can't speak.

He runs his fingers back up closer to my core and I whimper when he rubs them back down my thigh further away than I wanted them.

This time he gets closer and brushes his fingers over my underwear. I let out an involuntary gasp and he removes his fingers hovering an inch away from where they just were.

“Do you want me to go further?” He whispers into my ear and I nod ferociously, “Tell me you want me to go further”

“I-uh-I want you, Jackson." I don't have to say anything else, he tangles his hand into the back of my hair and pulls me close to him, capturing my mouth in a kiss.

He hungrily kisses me, opening my mouth with his lips and pushing his tongue into mine. He pulls back and I have a momen to catch my breath while he kisses the bottom of my lip, my chin, and then down to the nape of my neck while rubbing circles over the thin fabric.

A cool breeze floats through the clearing and I can feel that my underwear is already soaking wet as it clings to me.

He continues to kiss me, moving down to my marking spot, making me gasp. He starts playing with the outside line of my underwear slowly moving his finger up and down one side, slightly brushing his fingers under them near my entrance.

In one sudden motion, he pulls them to the side and swipes his finger over the length of my entrance. I moan at the contact and I feel Jackson smiling into my neck.

He goes back to sucking my marking spot as he takes some of my juices and lubricates my c**t, before gently rolling it in his large fingers.

“Jackson.” I moan

“Yes, baby? What do you want?”

“Please, please.” Is all I can mutter.

He slips one finger into me and I clench around him and jolt up, the instant pleasure was everything I was looking for, everything I needed. He pulls me back towards him and hold me tight against his chest.

One of his hands using his finger to expertly move in and out of me and the other trailing across my chest, drawing light circles around my n*****s through the thin fabric.

I can feel a build-up starting, and I try to clear my mind for a second, I want to do something for him too.

I steady myself in between breaths and reach behind me, feeling his hardness under his pants. I run my hand up and down I and he lets out a low growl.

“Isla, you don't"

“Shh.” I turn around and place a kiss on his mouth before he can say anything else. He removed his finger when I reposition myself to face him, and the absence makes me tingle, I needed him back.

He helps me undo his belt, my fingers shaking. I pull down his pants and boxers in one motion and his d**k escaping the confines springs to life. There is no way that would fit in any part of me.

My eyes bulge and he lets out a low chuckle while running his finger up and down my arm.

“We don't have to do anything you don't want to, my love,” he whispers.

I run the top of one of my fingers over the tip of his large d**k and feel some wetness come out. I spread that around the toj and he leans back and closes his eyes and lets out a low moan at my touch.

This gets me even more aroused, I wonder if I make him feel this way when he is getting me off.

I take his length in two hands and slowly start rubbing them up and down, slightly twisting and turning when he lets out a moan of approval.

“Isla” He mutters, I go faster.

He moves in a swift motion, too fast for me to notice, and lays me down on one of his arms, laying next to me but propped up on his side.

He uses one of his large hands to open up my legs and starts teasing me again. I take him back into one of my hands, trying to focus on pleasing him while my own o***m is building up again.

We fall into a perfect rhythm as he sticks one long thick inside me again. He adjusts me so that I'm pulled closer to him, laying on one of his arms. The hand behind me reaches up and plays with one of my n*****s. I let out a loud moan at the contact and he chuckles deeply.

“I will never get tired of that sound, let's see if we can do it again, shall we?” He whispers in my ear.

He moves his fingers faster inside me, keeping up a rhythmic pace and using his thumb to rub my clit. I felt stimulated from every nerve ending and I couldn't help the jumble of words and moans that were escaping my mouth soon joined my Jackson's low moans as I kept running my hand up and down his length.

I felt like I couldn't take any more pleasure and all at once all of it exploded into one feeling. My core pulsing around his fingers and my body started to jolt upwards, but he held me down. I couldn't breathe and I saw dark spots as I rode the waves of pleasure radiating from my core.

“Jackson.” I moaned when I found my voice again.

“I'm close,” He grunted, as Jackson's warm thick juices covered my hand. He grunted into my ear.

“Isla, f**k, Isla” He panted.

His fingers were still in me, slowly moving in and out, helping me down from my o****m. He pulled them out and then pullec me close to him. Not caring that we were both sweating, coating in a mixture of our bodily fluids.

The only sound in the clearing was our loud breaths and heartbeats.