“My son is returning today,” Gordon crossed his left leg over his right, with his hands propped on them, as he went through the daily papers.
“Hmm,” I nodded as I continued to type on my phone. It wasn't until the words fully sank in, did I turn to look at him. “Your son?” I widened my eyes, shocked by his words. “What do you mean by your son? I never knew you had a son,” I tried not to sound so shocked.“Well, I do. He has been away for years. Hell, I've not seen my son for close to seventeen years. He just called this morning, to inform me of his intended visit," he said like it wasn't much of a big deal.“Oh, he's coming for a visit?” I forced a smile. “That's good.”No, it's not good. It can never be good.“Not for a visit. He had a falling out with his mother, so he will be here until he returns to school. He wishes to spend the summer holiday with us.”He said as if it didn't matter. He's taking everything lightly when I'm almost combusting from shock.“Us?” I rose from the couch. “For God's sake, Gordon. Why didn't you tell me of this until now?” I felt like growling at him, but I kept the urge in place.How did I end up with someone like him? Oh, I know. I had to do what I could, to be safe.“What's wrong?” He furrowed his brows at me. “Why are you making a big deal out of this?” He closed the newspaper he was reading, and fully faced me, “it's not a big deal. He's—”“Not a big deal? Why don't I make a big deal out of this when you didn't deem it necessary to tell me of your son's return?”Goddess help me. I got married to a man without knowing he had a son. And by the sound of it, his son is a teenager!He ran a hand through his hair. His blonde hair is tousled because of the number of times he has run a hand through them. He looked as tired as he had always been.“I only got to know of this a few hours ago. Just like you, I'm not prepared," He peered up at me with fatigued eyes.Though his eyes are blue. Most times, they seem to change to Green, depending on how the light hits them. I met Gordon on one of my long runs from the members of my pack. Had he not saved me those nights ago, I would have been dragged back to my pack, kicking and screaming.My responsibilities are one of the reasons I ran away from the pack. But most important is the Alpha of the Dark Mirth.As a Luna, I needed an Alpha to rule the pack with. And he was the man my father chose for me. I was to get mated to him a year ago, but I ran away that night. Since then, my pack has been on my tail.Gordon met me after a bloodied fight with my pack. Getting married to him was me repaying the debt I owed.“Are you even listening to me?” He asked, startling me from my thoughts. His blue eyes bore into mine.“Of course!” I nervously chuckled when all I wanted to do was yell at him until his hair turned grey. But I didn't do that — I had to pretend like I'm not freaking out. When I'm freaking the hell out!“Then, it's settled.” He took up the newspaper he discarded, looking more relaxed than I felt.To him, it won't be a big deal, but to me, it is. A week into my marriage, I discovered that my so-called husband has a son, who's coming over to spend the holidays with us.Talk about catching someone unawares. They swooped in and had me off my feet with the surprise.“Then, I will —”The doorbell rang, perfectly cutting off the words I intended to say.“I believe he's the one.” He rose from the couch and strode towards the door, while I trailed after him.'It's only a kid. You don't have to be nervous. Since he's related to Gordon, he's human. He can't hurt you.'Chels, my wolf, tried to comfort me.Yet, it didn't ease my nerves. I felt like running into the room, to hide out, but I stood my ground.Just like Chels said, he's a kid. He can't be that older than—The words froze in my mind when the door opened and I finally saw my stepson.Goddess in a miniskirt.I took a step back as my eyes racked through his body. His 'long top short side hairstyle' was curled on the top, making his black hair shine brighter.Though he stood a bit far from me, I'm aware he's more than 6 feet (1.83 m) tall, since he's taller than Gordon. His brown eyes seem to have a dark aura in them. It's as if he's keeping a deadly secret.My eyes roamed his body. He's clothed in black tight slacks, with a black polo underneath a leather jacket. His black boots complemented the bad-boy vibes he was trying to give out.However, that wasn't what made me take a step back. It was his scent.He smelled like a winter morning and the wood. Just a smell, but it was able to make me feel like in sitting in a cabin in the woods, with the fire crackling in the fireplace, as the snow fell outside.'Mate!'My wolf growled, startling me from my thoughts. I took more steps back and slowly shook my head.My wolf must be out of her senses, there is no way a human can ever be my mate. Moreover, it has been years since the moon goddess punished us by removing the mate bond. Now, we only marry anyone whom our heart chooses, and not the one the moon goddess deemed for us.'Mate! He's our mate.' Chels sounded eager to jump the poor boy's bone.Hush!He can never be our mate! You are clearly out of your senses.I tried to get my wolf in check before she does something to embarrass me in the presence of my hot stepson.Wait a minute, did I just call him hot?“Son,” Gordon took a step towards his son, while I forced a smile, trying to get my wolf to stop spurting nonsense.“Mmm.”The boy gave him a freezing stare. “Why are you standing here as if you are having a welcome party?” He snapped at a stunned Gordon. His voice sounded raspy, almost like that of those who smoke cigarettes.My eyes immediately went to his beautiful lips, which weren't as charred as those of smokers.“Well, you stepmother and I wanted to welcome —”“Stepmother?” He glanced up.And for the first time, since he stepped into the house, our eyes met.My heart skipped a beat, and my palms got sweaty.But that wasn't the worst reaction. Instantly, my stomach clenched, and I felt a bit of discomfort in my pussy.Goddess! What's going on with me? Why do I suddenly have this urge to have sex with him?“My stepmother?” He scoffed as his eyes racked through my body. His eyes darkened in anger, not arousal.“What's wrong?” Gordon asked, with a scowl.He didn't answer his father's question. Instead, he carried his suitcase and entered the house. “Where is my room?” He asked, without turning to look at his father.“It's upstairs, the second door by your right.” Gordon supplied, still trying to please his son, who didn't seem to notice that. He gently closed the door and locked it.“Good.” He carried his suitcase towards me.However, before he walked past me, he leaned in to whisper, “Gold-digging whore.” He straightened before he continued towards the stairs.I blushed hard from both the embarrassment of his words, and his proximity. Instead of being angry, I felt a bit giddy because I caught a whiff of his unique scent.“I apologize for his actions, Chrysalis,” Gordon forced a smile. “He's just a child, you don't have to blame him.” He glanced at the stairs with an indescribable expression on his face.“How old is your son?” I raised a brow at him.“Nineteen. His birthday was two weeks ago.”“What?”I gasped.I stared hard at the door that belonged to my stepson. Despite knowing, he's too young for me, I still have this urge in me to mark him and make him mine. 'He's ours!' Chels possessively growled. “Oh, shut up."It's worse enough that he's my stepson. However, his age made it seem like I was an old paedophile who had the hots for my stepson. My heart skipped a beat when his door opened, and he stepped out. His eyes immediately went to me. Those chocolate brown eyes racked through my body. He started from the crown of my head to my feet before his lips went up in a smirk. “Lost your way, gold digger?” He sneered, looking like he was having so much fun.“I… You… " I swallowed, not knowing what to say. His presence robbed me of all coherent thought. His smell drove me crazy, prompting me to have unholy thoughts towards my stepson. “Cat got your tongue?” He folded his arms, causing his muscles to bulge. He has long discarded the jacket he wore earlier. His well-defined muscles made me
JaydenI blinked as I watched the door before a small smile graced my face. That little gold-digging whore undeniably has a funny side. Was she pleasuring herself while watching me? My lips curved to the side. Things are getting interesting. I thought this holiday would be a boring one. Who knows stuck-up Gordon has a cute wife here? I slowly licked my bottom lip as I rose from the bed. I walked to my stereo and switched it off before I took my discarded trousers on the floor, and wiped the residue of my masturbation. Seeing her in that cute shorts, bent over, looking so damned fuckable, almost made me lose my shits. I had to hurry over here to wank myself. I strode into my bathroom and had a bath before I put on my clothes and headed downstairs for an Early dinner. Gordon is still in his study, doing only fuck knows what —not that I care. My eyes immediately went towards the kitchen, where my cute gold-digging stepmother was. She has changed out of those shorts, and she's now
CHRYSI've been beating myself for close to thirty minutes. Not only am I in the hots for him, but my stupid wolf claims he's my mate. Worse of all, I allowed him to pleasure me without doing anything to stop him! I'm such a whore for letting him touch me. How can I face Gordon after this?I glanced back at the house. I ran away after he left, and for close to an hour, I had been standing out here.“Why are you out here?” Gordon asked when he came close to where I was.I was startled by his question. My breath hitched in my throat as my cheeks turned red in shame. How can I face him now, knowing I moaned out loud as his son finger-fucked me? “Chrys?”“Oh, I needed a breath of fresh air,” I nervously chuckled as I turned to face him, with guilt probably written on my face. Though it felt refreshing out here, I feel suffocated. “I apologize for not telling you I had a son before we got married. I presumed it wouldn't be a problem because he never visited.” He sighed, “If you don't
I limped back home. The gown, I was putting on, was torn on almost all sides. Yet, the smile on my face was one of victory. Compared to me, the other guys are worse off. I sighed in relief when I noticed that Gordon's car wasn't in the driveway. Thank Goddess. With him still out, I won't need to answer any questions on how my dress got to be this dishevelled. I hope I won't get to meet his son. I'm just not in the mood to listen to him call me a slut.I gently opened the front door and limped into the house. As there was no one in the parlour, it made me believe Gordon's son was still upstairs in his room. However, the moment I took a step towards the stairs, he came out from the kitchen, with his mouth stuffed with whatever it was he found in there.Could be that he found the steaks I made. “What are you—”His eyes took in my dishevelled form. Oddly enough, I felt his eyes change colour. It turned from brown to pure gold. However, when I blinked, it returned to the normal bro
“I'm sorry about that, Chrysalis. I haven't seen him since I left years ago,” he nervously chuckled. “You can't fault me for thinking he's still the child he was, can you?”“No,” I gulped, happy I cut his son's words short before he could complete it. If he had completed those words, I doubt Gordon would have let me stay in his house for one second. He will see it as me trying to seduce his son because I'm the older one among us, and I'm supposed to teach him, not let him do whatever he pleases, with me. “Thank you,” he smiled at me. “Mmm.”My heart was heavy throughout dinner. I didn't say a word to Gordon, fearing I might give everything away if I so much as opened my mouth to speak. Gordon helped me wash the plates after dinner before he retired to his study, to complete his work, while I went towards my room. He promised to help me secure a job in the human world after the summer vacation. I just can't wait for that. It will help me a lot. This way I won't get to think about
Guilt didn't let go of me. I discreetly peered at Jayden, who was eating his breakfast without any care in the entire world. When he came down for breakfast this morning, he just marched over to his chair without greeting anyone. Gordon sent a glare his way, which he ignored and pretended like he was blind. None of us said a word to each other as I dished the food out and concentrated on eating, which I didn't take more than a spoonful of before my focus returned to Jayden. He only ate two of the doughnuts I made and drank half of the orange juice I poured out before he dropped his fork, and rose from the chair. “Where are you heading to?” Gordon raised his brow at him. “My room," He turned to leave, going towards the stairs. “What do you think about working for the summer? You can earn something from it or attend —”He turned, “do you have any vehicle repairing work? An automobile workshop will be better.”Gordon looked shocked that he agreed without grumbling like he does all
JAYDENI watched Gordon leave before I hurried downstairs. His wife was doing some task in the kitchen, so I ignored her and went straight to his study. After what happened between us last night, I have been having this intense desire to fuck and mark her. Her scent constantly drove me crazy, even when she was not there. I will confess that I have this awesome plan to fuck her up and make her useless for Gordon, but right now, I think I'm the one getting fucked because why the hell will I keep thinking about her? Why did I still keep remembering the feeling of having my shaft deep in her throat? The feeling of having my fingers buried in her warm wet pussy? What the damned hell is wrong with me? Why is my mind still thinking of the slut? Why can't I get my thoughts straight?I hurried into his study, to check on his files. The sight of his beautiful wife made me forget what I came over for, and that's to fuck Gordon up for all he did to me. I won't let that man rest, not after ev
CHRYSHe stayed there for a long time before he stepped out of the trees and walked towards me. Yet, I pretended like I didn't hear his approach. He was as silent as Gordon. His steps were like that of a cat, and had it not been for my advanced hearing, I wouldn't have heard of his approach.'Mate!' Chels almost went crazy when he got nearer. It seemed like she was moments from leaping out of my chest — to embrace him.“What are you doing out here?” He stood next to me. I peeked an eye open, gave him a once over, and pretended to be too engrossed in my thoughts to pay heed to him. I closed my eyes once more, and placed my right palm on my face, trying not to react to his closeness. “A human out in a forest in the afternoon? If it's not odd, tell me what is?” He sat next to me, and that forced me to open my eyes. I sat up and faced him, trying to understand what he was trying to do. “Why? Is it a crime to love nature?” I narrowed my eyes at him, still wondering if he saw me in my