The Hawthrone Heir(UNEDITED)

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Destiny

Today's the day Tyler will be known as Alpha Greyson and as for me, his girlfriend? Well, aren't I royally late! I stood in my room for hours trying to choose what the hell to wear because I couldn't just throw something on for peace sakes. This is my man's big day.

Eventually deciding on something, sitting down in front of the dresser, getting myself ready.

After an hour and a half, I'm finally prepared and looking presentable. Walking down the stairs, I'm met by Simon. I had asked him earlier if he could be the one to drive me to Greyson mansion since I've been staying at my dad frequently unless attending school—which I rarely go to, thank you homeschooling.

"You are very beautiful, Alpha," Simon proclaims, leaning over to bow, but I stop him.

"Thank you, Simon. And please, my name's Destiny," I retorted gently and he beams.

“Well, shall we?” He asked, offering his elbow for me to take and I gladly accepted his gesture with a snort.

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Finally, here, I hurriedly get out of the sleek black SUV car, bid Simon goodbye, and walk up to the door. Before I can knock, a warrior opens it, escorting me around the backyard. The moment I enter the gathering, immediately, all eyes are on me.

Of course, they're judging my outfit. As usual, I've not dressed accordingly. It's a tradition for females to strictly be clothed in white dresses of any design whilst the men are to wear grey suits. And me? Now, that's a different story.

Wearing a tight, royal-blue sleeveless mermaid tail dress that was gifted to me by Martha. It hugs my curves like a newborn clutching to its mother. The dress is complemented by nude pump heels as my raven-black hair is styled in big waves, and my makeup minimal. God knows I don't fancy the stuff all that much. However, today is a different and important day, so I needed to look my best.

Oh well, I don't give a damn. My main concern is the man standing up on the stage and let me tell you, it's a good thing I went for no underwear with the way he's eye-fucking me.

Tyler looks dashingly handsome in his dark-grey suit. He now has a pompadour haircut, which makes him even sexier and I see a few whores eye raping him while I suppress the urge to growl.

He's mine, you bitches.

All the respective families are here including the douchebags, the Hunter's.

I'm surprised they showed up considering how the attack of their alpha was so severe they'd called the council, drama queens. My blood still boils at the damage the enforcers had inflicted on Kali and her unborn baby, I should've killed them all. But I need the council to understand my message about witches' rights as an individual.

Stomping down on my anger I make my way to the eastern side of the ceremony and stand by my father, which causes the Hunters to silently glare. Being the person I am, I let some of my powers slip and they avert their eyes. That's what I thought, scoffing. They're the worst type. Anywho, it's time for my boyfriend's power exchange.

"What took you so long?" dad asked.

"Wardrobe malfunction." That is my only lame excuse. And he's giving me the 'Are you kidding me' look. But he says nothing more about the matter.

Tyler's parents are standing on his right side of the stage, while Aunt Cammy is standing in front of them. My dad intertwines our hands and I see the reason for his actions. We're supposed to stand up now.

"I, Tyler Jacob Greyson, pledge to protect my pack, honor my alliances, and uphold justice as the alpha. " Tyler recites firmly as the people in attendance claps for him.

Just like that, his powers are at the maximum level and goddess, I swear he's a bit bigger. Mmmm... I wonder... Tsk. Really Destiny, can't you control yourself for a minute? I scold myself knowing very well where my train of thoughts was heading.

"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, and special guests. I give you, your new alpha of the Night Howlers; Alpha Tyler Greyson Junior," Aunt Cammy announces loudly, sending the audience in an uproar.

The man of the hour takes the microphone and begins his speech. "Thank you!" Tyler exclaimed, staring at the group. "Now, I know, I can't fill my father's shoes...have you seen them," he says in amusement making us chuckle.

"But seriously. As successful as my father had been. He would've never made it without my lovely mother, Victoria. And it's like they say, behind every great man, there's a good woman." Tyler says, looking directly at me.

"You all know my past, right?" Tyler asked no one in particular. "The 'Gentleman bad boy' they said," he added.

"That's right, he was such a wild young man during his teens," someone murmured.

"But how can you not rebel when people tend to not be who they claim to be?" Tyer continued. "Fake friends along with greedy she-wolves coming at you just for your name, fame, title, and fortune, not your personality."

"Brandon, dude, I love you, bro!" Tyler declared as Brandon gives him thumbs up from the crowd. "We've been through hell and back and you still stick with me." He salutes Brandon, but then he begins to walk off the stage and all heads turn to where I'm sitting.

"But you see, when a certain vixen came out one night out of Blue's cafe in ripped jeans without a care in the world. Even after her best friend informed her of the dress code. This vixen had managed to capture my attention in one go, and after manning up a couple of months later; I needed her to be mine," he recalls our journey.

"So I asked nicely if she would be with me and it's the best decision I've made so far," Tyler says, grabbing my slightly sweating hand and walks us back to the stage.

Tyler, you can't be serious. I thought to myself.

"Like I said. Behind every great man, there's a great woman. But in my case, she's at my side and WILL always be by my side," Tyler declared, cupping my face in his large arms, kissing me with such intensity that I almost moan.

"Howlers!" Tyler shouts. "I give you, my queen, and your Luna; Destiny Hawthorne," he affirmed in pride as a majority of the crowd goes wild.

At that moment, my necklace starts to glow brighter than I've ever seen it. To avoid unwanted attention, I clasp it with my free hand before it causes a scene.

"You're not to leave my eyesight for long, or else, I'll end up tearing someone to shreds with what you're wearing," Tyler growls, right before he walks off to greet people along with his chosen beta, Travis.

Alpha Tyler is out tonight, I see. I'm so hot and bothered right now by that little threat.

"Well, how about that. If it isn't Luna Hawthorne." Someone says in disgust and just like that, my hormones are temporarily on pause. I turn around and I try my best to keep my rage in check.

Leona Hunter! Now, what does this bitch want on an important day like this?

"Leona Hunter in the flesh. You know I was beginning to think, you were avoiding me," I greet the poor excuse of a luna in a sickly sweet voice that makes her pale dramatically. "Don't act so surprised, I've heard of you and you've heard of me," I sneered, rolling my eyes.

"You know, your bestie Bridgette had that same look on her face, but don't worry. Today is all about Alpha Greyson, so I'll let you join her another time," I declared, stepping away, leaving Leona with a horrified expression.

"Destiny Hawthorne for the love of God! Can't you follow the dress code," Luca scolds. I swear Luca needs to get laid. He's always on my ass.

"Well then, I wouldn't be Destiny, would I," is my cheeky reply making him groan.

Haha sorry, Luca.

“Oh my goodness, I can't believe Tyler just did that!” Jenny marches over to us and squeal. “That was so epic, he didn't even care about the elders’ reaction at all.” She mumbled peeking at Brandon, who was across from us, through her long lashes.

“Just tell him the truth, that you're both spirit spouses,” I whisper in her ear, with a hug.

“What if he rejects me?” Jenny replies, her voice cracking at the end.

“And what if he doesn't?” I retort. “You'll never know unless you try.” I quickly add giving my friend a comforting squeeze.

“I promise I'll do it by the time you get back,” Jenny replies, confidently.

“That's my girl,” I cheered, beaming until her words connected with my brain cells. “Get back from where?” I question confused.

“Jenny, there you are! Your mother is looking for you,” Alexis appears out of nowhere blabbering.

“Bye Destiny!” They both squeak out, speed walking inside the house leaving me confused.

“Why are you frowning?” Tyler asks.

“Huh? OH, it's nothing.”

“Come on, we're leaving,” Tyler says, grabbing my hand, to where I've got no idea.

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"Where are we going?" I ask for the millionth time.

"You have to wait and see my little vixen," Tyler tells me and I huff.

We've been driving for nearly two solid hours and I wanna know where he's taking us. The suspense is killing my curiosity.

"We're here," Tyler notifies me.

Well finally! But before I can even voice my thoughts, a blindfold is placed over my eyes.

"Don't worry," he says seductively, leaving a simple kiss on my cheek.

Well, I'll be damned.

Guiding me out of the car, after a few minutes, we come to a stop. I hear a door opening accordingly before closing. Once we're inside—since my heels are stepping on something rather soft—Tyler removes the blindfold, and I blink for a moment looking around, to adjust my eyes to the low lighting.

Wow, this is all my mind can come up with, the scene before me is so beautiful.

White, rose petals are scattered everywhere in the room, especially the massive bed, that's brightened by the scented candles. A bucket of champagne sits on the dining table just waiting to be popped right open.

The room is breathtaking, a lot of thought has been put into it for sure. Following the path of the roses, it leads towards the huge four posters, rose petal bed. I go to turn around to say something, but strong arms hold me in place preventing me from moving an inch.

"You know, I had to listen to my dad along with a few pack members yap my ear off. When all I can focus on is that you're in this tight ass dress wearing no panties." Tyler growls, unzipping the dress.

Thank Goddess. I didn't need him ripping it apart. With that thought. The dress falls gracefully, pooling around at my feet and I step out of it.

Standing naked, in heels, with my back pressed firmly against Tyler's hard chest. He starts giving my neck slow kisses with his hot breath and I try not to squirm, while both hands are busy cupping my breasts.

I try to get some form of friction, so I move my hips as a stinging sensation goes straight to my core. Did... Did Tyler just spank me?

"Don't fucking move unless I say so," Tyler commands. Hell yeah, he spanked me, and damn it all. If I don't like it.

Out of nowhere, I'm gently tossed on the bed with a bounce, and right now, I feel like prey with the way Tyler keeps eyeing me like the predator he is.

Soon enough Tyler starts to strip agonizingly slow. His jacket is the first to go, then he begins to unbutton the white shirt. The moment his bare tribal tattoo chest becomes visible, I bite my lip and stare. He smirks when he begins unbuckling his belt, then onto the pants. His tight boxer briefs make my mouth water at the sight of what's restricted behind the clothing.

"Another time baby not tonight," he chuckles.

Now fully naked, Tyler crawls over, drags me further down on the bed, spreading my legs wide open. I don't get a chance to think about it once his sinful tongue enters my already wet womanhood.

"Wet for me, aren't you vixen," Tyler teases me as his hot breath on my core gets me even wetter.

"Mmmm... T... Ty... Mmmm." I can't form words with the way Tyler's licking and sucking. I gasp when he enters two fingers and begins to thrust them in and out, around and around like his tongue inside my vagina and it feels so freaking good I can feel my orgasm building up.

But he halts and I want to cry. He's planning to drag this out! What a prick!

Tyler begins to kiss his way slowly towards my upper body and stops in between the valley of my breasts before popping a nipple in his hot mouth while pinching the other. He gives each nipple his undivided attention then starts to trail wet kisses along with some bruising bites up towards my neck. I feel his canines teasing my skin and I squirm. I'm pinned down on my back firmly with my hands above my head.

"Didn't I say not to move?" He whispers against my skin and I try to kiss him but he only tightens his hold on me.

"No, I'm in control here," Tyler says.

Ooooh. He's in alpha mode and I'm painfully turned on as hell.

"Ready beautiful, you tell me when to stop alright?" Finally. He's been teasing me with foreplay for what seems like hours and I'm dying to cum.

I only nod which makes him smile. Taking off my heels, he positions himself at my wet entrance, and in one swift motion, he enters. Grabbing onto his broad muscular shoulders, I take a deep breath. This hurts so much.

"Shit! So fucking tight," Tyler barely grits out and I'm in tears when he begins to try and move. I don't get to focus on the pain much once he starts giving me kisses so sweet and passionate with our tongues caressing each other and fighting for dominance. Of course, Tyler wins and he starts to move a bit more and I slowly try to adjust.

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"Mmhmm Tyler baby. Right there." Now fully adjust to Tyler's monstrous trunk of a dick, I'm moaning as my life depends on it.

"So sexy. I like it when you say my name like that baby. It makes me want to fuck you even more," Tyler whispers against my sweaty skin. Talking dirty has my mind all mushy.

Grabbing my ankle, he throws my foot over his shoulder; sinking even deeper inside of me and I think I see a few stars beginning to appear before my eyes. The slapping of skin, moans, groans, and growls of sweet tantalizing pleasure are bouncing off the walls.

Abruptly, I’m flipped flat on my stomach with my face pressed into the pillow as he continues to pound mercilessly while spanking me now and then and I can feel my orgasm very, very close.

"Don't you dare cum baby, not yet. Hang in there for a while," he coaxes. Is he serious, I'm also close to passing out.

Tugging my hair for me to ease forward. Tyler sinks his canines in the crook of my neck and that's all it takes for the both of us to cum together.

“MINE!” He hollered, deepening the bite.

Once satisfied, he retracts his canines, pulling us over now facing side-to-side. I can't feel my legs. Dare goddess, I can't feel anything. But before I welcome the darkness. I'm his in every way because we more than just had sex.

He marked me.

Smiling internally to myself, this was so worth the wait. And with that thought, I happily welcome the deep slumber that's so desperately needed.

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