The Alpha Of The Shadow Pack And His Mute Luna (by Beatrice Putnam) novel Chapter 29

Chapter 28

Vanessa POV

When we were in the bathroom, and he was bathing me, he was so gentle. I was learning that bathing is not scary. It can be relaxing and pleasant. After he washed me, he went and got a razor. For a moment, I thought that he was going to hurt me. Instead, he explained to me that it was for shaving my legs. I looked at him, confused because I had no idea how to shave my legs. I was surprised when he showed me what to do on his leg and how hard it was to push on the razor. Nobody has ever shown me how to shave before. He gently shoved one leg, and then I shaved the other leg. He rinsed my legs, got some towels, and dried me off.

Then we got ready to go to bed. I was so relaxed and content that it did not take me long before I fell asleep. I was sleeping when I heard the glass of the window break. Then I saw Thomas Wolf. I knew he was coming to get me. Alfred had shifted to his wolf, the bedroom door was ripped off the hinges, and the king had come in and shifted. I jumped off the bed and hid in the corner. I reached up, grabbed a blanket, and hid under it. I could hear what was happening but did not want to see it. I knew that Thomas was going to try and take me back to hell. I was in the corner crying and praying to the moon goddess not to let him take me away from Alfred.

I was safe for the first time in my life. I was happy. All these people were in the room. The door was broken, and the window had been broken. It felt like the dream I was in was coming to an end, and the nightmare was starting all over again. I cried and shook, praying to the moon goddess that this was a bad dream. All the commotion and noise had stopped. The only scent I smelled was Alfred’s. I could feel a presence close to me. The light was behind him, and I could see his shadow. He slowly reached and pulled the blanket down.

He reassured me that it was him. I then climbed into his lap. His scent was so comforting. He then picked me up and carried me into the bathroom. With one hand, he turned the water on, adjusted it, and then somehow got undressed, and we got into the shower. We were in the shower for a while and then got out. When we left the shower, the glass was cleaned, and the broken door was picked up. He carried me into a different room, which also had a bathroom attached to it.

The walls here were painted blood–red, and the bedspread matched as well. The bed was not as far off the floor as the other one. He had to bend down to sit on the bed. On the

other bed, all he had to do was sit down, and I had to climb on it. I can easily sit on this bed. He gently sat me on the bed and then covered me up. I fell asleep almost immediately. He then left. I knew he had things to do today. But I was exhausted. I woke up from a nightmare and was hiding in the bathroom. He then came in and reassured me that everything was OK.

I finally settled down, and I was OK. He carried me back to bed and then whispered in my

ear.

“You mine, and I’m keeping you forever.”

The next time I woke up, it was dark outside, and I was hungry. Alfred was standing at the window, looking out of it. I got off the bed and walked up behind him. I wrapped my arms around him. He grabbed both of my hands and held them against his chest.

Hey, beautiful.”

I laid my head against his back, and he turned around. He then kissed me on the lips. First, it was a quick peck. Then, I deepened the kiss. He put his hands around me and held me closer to him. I could feel his cock getting hard. It was pressing into my stomach. I walked over to the bed and got my dry–erase board. I wrote:

Let me help you.”

He looked at me, confused at first. I tucked my hair back and got on my knees. I started to unzip his pants. He grabbed my hands and then asked.

”

Are you sure?”

I nodded my head yes. I finish unzipping his pants, and I take his cock out of his pants. I slowly started to stroke it to finish getting it hard. I ran my hand up and down his shaft. I then put it in my mouth. I could hear him hiss. I slowly start bobbing my head up and down on it, taking a bit at a time in my mouth. I finally got all of it in my mouth at once. I could feel his cock at the back of my throat starting to choke me. I then continued with what I was doing and, each time, put as far back in my throat as possible. He gently wrapped his fingers in my hair and held my head in place as he fucked my mouth.

When he was about to climax, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and climaxed in his hand. Which confused me. I was so used to them cumming in my mouth, or if they did pull out, they would cum all over my face or in my hair. He saw the confusion on my face.

Little one, I loved what you did. It felt amazing, and thank you.”

“I’m polite. I don’t want to cum all over your face or in your mouth. I want to cum inside

your pussy.”

They have all said that before, so that was not a shocker for me. He went to the bathroom

and washed his hands, then came back to me and helped me off the floor. He kissed me in

the mouth and held me. I knew today was going to be difficult. Tomorrow, we were going

to have trials. I will see my parents for the first time since coming here. I was scared and anxious. I started shaking.

Baby, it’s OK. They will not be able to hurt you.”

I knew that they would glare at me and try and say mean things. But Alfred was there to protect me. I had no idea how a trial was run. I have never attended one before. Back at

my pack, trials were not held. People were put to death and sentenced without a trial. I have always wondered how many people were innocent or falsely accused. My father was a mean alpha. I knew that Alfred did not seem cruel or mean. But I have never seen him fight. Even when he was fighting in front of me, I was hiding.

Chapter 29

Alfreds POV

After a long day, when I put Vanessa back in bed, I laid down with her. I fell asleep when I

woke up. Next, it was dark outside. I carefully got up so as not to disturb her. I wanted her

to rest. The doctor stopped by during the day, and I sent him away. She was asleep when

he came by. I did not want to disturb her and wake her up. She needed the rest. I was surprised that she got any sleep at all. She has more nightmares than anybody I know. That made me furious. She was too young to have all those nightmares. She was only eighteen.

I wish she could talk to me about them and the abuse she suffered. I wanted to know because I wanted to put her parents through what they put her through. She did not deserve what had happened to her. As her mate, I will deal with it, but I am not happy. It was not right. The young lady in my pack has never been through what she has been through. What they do with their boyfriends and mates behind closed doors is what they do. But if a mate abuses their mate, they are punished.

I do not always catch relationship abuse, but when I find out about it, I stop it. I’m usually pretty good at finding out about it. There are signs from the victim. Then, I torture the abuser. I do not allow parents to abuse their children. It does happen, and when I find out about it, I stop it. The fact that her parents were allowing it to go on was tedious and cruel. I could hear her moving around in bed, but she was not having nightmares. She was starting to wake up. I had already ordered some dinner for both of us. I heard her get out of bed.

I knew she was moving around the room. She went to the bathroom when she came up behind me. When she wrapped her arms around me, I could feel the sparks radiate all over my body. I loved it. Her scent was so intoxicating. I let her hold me for a few minutes. I then turned around and wrapped my arms around her. I pulled her closer so there was no space between us. I could feel myself getting hard. I wanted to be inside her so badly. But I was not going to force the issue. When she broke the embrace, she walked over to the bed, got her dry–erase board, and wrote,” Let me help you. I was confused at first.

She then got on her knees and started to unzip my pants. I knew exactly what she meant now. I stopped to make sure it was what she wanted to do. She nodded her head yes. I let her continue what she was doing. When she wrapped her hand around my cock I held my breath. She was slowly running her hand up and down my shaft. When she then put it in

her mouth, I hissed in pleasure. She slowly worked it into her mouth. I had to lean against the window sill. I could feel my knees start to buckle. I was beginning to close to climaxing.

I held her head in place and started to gently fuck her mouth. I wanted to ram into her mouth, but I was going to be gentle. Now I know what Thomas meant about her mouth. I was getting close to climax when I pulled out of her mouth. When I did, I barely had time to cover the tip of it with my hand to catch my cum. She looked confused. Then it dawned on me that she was used to having men cum in her mouth and all over her face. I was not going to do that. I have seen it in porn and movies, but that was something that I thought was disgusting.

Also, when you cum in a woman’s mouth, you still need to kiss her. It might not matter with your mate, but the thought sounded disgusting. What she did felt terrific. She had that skill. But I wanted to be inside her pussy even more now. But this would have to hold me over until we could make love. I thanked her for doing what she did and explained to her that I would not cum all over her face and in her hair.

I went to the bathroom and washed my hands. I then went over to her and helped her get to her feet. I then kissed her. I had set up a table for our food. This room was not designed like my room. It was a guest room. But until things were fixed in my room, we would sleep here. I hoped that they would have it fixed soon. But we were going to have dinner here. I knew if we ate with my parents, they would ask many questions. I did not mind the questions, but I did not want her to have to write some stuff. I also wanted her all to myself.

Mac knocked on the door, and I answered it. He had our dinner. I ordered hamburgers and fries for dinner. I had a little one made for her. Her appetite has increased because she eats at least three times a day. She has been here for almost a whole week now. It was the end of July, the hottest month of the year. In a couple of months, it will be harvest season. Some of the younger men who had been incarcerated for fighting and for being drunk in public had been sentenced to help with the harvest.

We sat at the little table, and she looked at her plate. I had a giant hamburger, French fries, and some watermelon. She had the same but in smaller portions. From what the doctor said that, this would help her gain strength. I wanted her almost completely healthy before we had the mating ceremony. Where I would mark her in front of the entire pack, it was standard practice for alphas to mark their mates in front of the pack. So that way, there was no issue of suspiciousness. We have had girls say that I marked

them when, in fact, they had either marked themselves by using painful methods or make–up. Some even had their brothers bite them enough to show that they had been

marked.

I did not allow that. Their mates would have to mark them before me as their alpha. My people knew what was what and how I ran this pack.

Vanessa ate her hamburger very slowly, enjoying every bite and savoring it. She then tried her french fries. Everything she ate slowly and deliberately drew out the taste. Was she not allowed to eat this type of food? What did they feed her while there, and how did she survive this long? It had to be her wolf keeping her alive all these years.