Chapter 14

CHRISTOPHER

As the days rolled by, Caroline started to get the hang of our daily routine. She was becoming more comfortable with us, and Scarlett was doing an amazing job taking care of her. Scarlett even started organizing a first-aid course for the guards.

We set up an office for Scarlett right next to mine, and our library was transformed into a playroom for Caroline. Having them around all the time was a blessing. Their sweet scent filled the air, and their presence made my days brighter.

But I was still on edge. Thomas hadn’t gotten back to me, and time was not on my side. In the midst of my worries and paperwork, a knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts.

Scarlett walked into my office, carrying two mugs. The aroma of coffee mingled with her vanilla scent, bringing a smile to my face.

“Mind if I borrow some of the alpha’s time?” she asked, approaching me.

“You know I always have time for you,” I replied, scooting my chair back and patting my lap twice, inviting her to sit.

Scarlett placed one of the mugs on my desk and wrapped her hands around the other, settling onto my lap.

“Are you okay with the arrests at the hospital?” I asked, brushing her hair back and caressing her cheek. Her skin was soft and warm under my touch.

Scarlett took a sip of her coffee and nodded.

“Yes, some of them were my colleagues, but I’m relieved we caught the ones responsible for all this.”

Thomas had been leading the investigations. As always, he did an outstanding job. He scrutinized every file, even the hospital’s entry and exit times.

His meticulous work led to the arrest of two more doctors and three nurses.

I picked up my coffee, taking a few sips as I studied Scarlett. She was my mate, a dream that seemed so far away not long ago. Now, she was within my reach.

I couldn’t keep my hands off her. I finished my coffee in one gulp, placing the empty mug back on the desk.

My fingers traced the soft skin of her shoulder, causing Scarlett to close her eyes and squirm under my touch. Her movements stirred a low growl from my throat. My body reacted instantly, blood rushing to my groin.

Her scent was intoxicating, driving me to the brink of losing control.

Scarlett turned, exposing her neck marked with my bite. My hand found her hair, holding her in place as my lips found her mark. Her moan and the way she pressed herself against me only fueled my desire.

I deepened the kiss, grazing my teeth over her skin. She let out a gasp of anticipation. I yearned for her, aching to lose myself in her arms.

It felt like I was on fire, and only Scarlett could quench the flames.

But our moment was interrupted by three knocks on the door. Scarlett snapped out of her trance, and I let out a frustrated sigh.

I was about to tell whoever it was to leave when Hensen spoke through the half-open door.

“Alphas, Thomas and Karen would like to speak with you.” Hensen’s words made Scarlett turn to me, her eyes wide as she climbed off my lap and took another sip of her coffee.

“Come in,” I called out.

“We’ll finish this later,” I whispered to Scarlett, earning a smirk from her.

It took all my willpower not to send them away and continue what we had started.

Thomas and Karen walked in confidently, standing in front of my desk. I ran a hand over my face, trying to regain my composure.

“Alpha, we’ve considered your offer,” Thomas began.

I noticed the look Karen gave Scarlett, but I couldn’t decipher what it meant.

A heavy silence filled the room. The seconds dragged on, and I felt a sense of dread creeping in.

If they declined, I didn’t have a backup plan.

“And we accept to be your betas.” The words hit me like a ton of bricks. For a moment, I thought I had misheard or was hallucinating.

But the smile on Thomas’s face and the sight of Scarlett rushing to hug her sister confirmed that I had heard right.

I got up, walked around the desk, and embraced Thomas. I couldn’t believe we had finally found our betas.

A sense of certainty washed over me, and I knew I had made the right decision.

We all went out to celebrate, returning late that night. Helga, our housekeeper, had stayed with Caroline.

She was already asleep when we got home, but we still kissed her good night before heading to bed.

In our room, I started undressing, watching as Scarlett slipped out of her dress.

The memory of our earlier encounter made me hard instantly. I approached her from behind, gripping her hips and pulling her against me.

The feel of her soft, warm skin against mine sent shivers down my spine. I watched her eyes in the mirror as I unclasped her bra and slid it off.

Her eyes flickered from my hands to my eyes, and she let out a sigh when I lightly touched her shoulders.

I brushed her hair back, revealing her neck and my mark. My hands roamed down her body, savoring the feel of her skin under my fingers.

When I reached her hips, I slowly slid off her panties. Scarlett shifted, allowing the garment to fall to her feet.

And then she was naked, bare just for me.

I drew her close again, my hand finding her clitoris as my arousal pressed against her backside. She moaned, her back arching as my fingers found her most sensitive area.

As her hands slid down my side, pushing my underwear down and removing the last barrier between us, I pulled her even closer.

My arousal nestled between her cheeks. Scarlett bent forward, her hands resting on the counter.

She didn’t need any direction from me; she just knew what I wanted. The sight of her round backside, ready for me, left me breathless.

My breaths were already coming fast, but when she looked back at me with a sly smile, I couldn’t help but smack her ass, leaving my handprint on her pale skin.

Seconds later, I slid my length over her arousal, drawing a throaty moan from her lips. I felt her body open up to me.

Scarlett was so tight, so soft, so warm. She was so aroused that I almost lost control.

Sex with her was always incredible, but ever since we marked each other, it had become something more. It was as if I could feel what she felt, as if the very definition of pleasure had changed. Giving her pleasure was even more satisfying.

I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her soft skin as I maintained the rhythm of my thrusts, each one increasing my pleasure. This position allowed me to go deeper inside her, to have more control, more power. It made everything even sexier.

Our lovemaking was always a power play, a game of give and take. Only with her did I allow myself to relinquish control, but I also loved it when she gave me all the control. It was as if there was an aura of lust and pleasure surrounding us, growing stronger with each passing second.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I moved my hands up her body, pulling her back against my chest. One hand went to her neck, tilting her head toward me, while the other returned to her clitoris.

She gasped as I touched her most sensitive spot again, and I felt her tighten around me.

~Fuck, I almost came right then.~

I continued to gently touch her clitoris, maintaining the rhythm of my thrusts. But her mark was right there, within reach of my lips. I couldn’t resist, so I kissed her mark.

Scarlett screamed, a loud, piercing scream, followed by moans and gasps. She was close; I could feel it.

“Not yet,” I said, pulling my lips away from her mark and looking at her reflection in the mirror.

Her eyes and half-open mouth said it all. I wanted to freeze this moment in time. Without breaking eye contact with her, I bit her mark, increasing my pace at the same time.

She came, moaning loudly as she tightened around me. That was all it took for me to lose control. I came too, as her legs tightened and then relaxed.

After the peak of ecstasy, she melted into my arms. Still looking at myself in the mirror, I spoke without thinking.

“Marry me!” It wasn’t a question; it was a demand.

Scarlett’s eyes widened, but she didn’t say anything.

“We will take over as alphas, uniting the packs. We will also have our ceremony,” I added.

She smiled and nodded, then turned and kissed me.

Everything seemed perfect, almost too good to be true.