Chapter 135: TRUTH
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AMARIS
His mouth moved up my neck to my jaw and I turned my head so our lips were inches apart, both of us breathing hard and wanting to close that distance but knowing we shouldn’t.
The pull was overwhelming, my whole body was on fire and aching for him to touch me more and I hated myself for wanting it when I knew how wrong this was.
One of his hands slid down from my breast to my stomach and then lower, pressing between my legs through my jeans and I moaned without meaning to.
"Fuck, you’re so responsive." His voice was strained. "I want to taste you again, want to make you come on my tongue."
I was drowning in sensation and need when he suddenly pulled back slightly, his hands stilling on my body.
"There’s something you need to know about why my father is rushing to mate you." He was still breathing hard and his pupils were blown wide with lust.
I was too distracted by how much I wanted him to keep touching me to really process his words. "What?"
"You’re a white wolf, Amaris."
I froze completely, my brain trying to catch up with what he just said. "What?"
"Stormshadow Alpha lineage females carry white wolf bloodline." He kept his hands on me but his expression had gone serious. "It’s the most powerful wolf that exists, ancient powers that haven’t been seen in centuries, especially when it comes to heirs."
I just stared at him because I had no idea what he was talking about. "I don’t understand, what’s a white wolf?"
"The rarest and most powerful bloodline." His hands tightened on my waist. "My father knows, that’s why he wants to mate you, he wants the heir you’ll give him because it will be the most powerful heir in existence."
The words were sinking in slowly, my mind trying to process this information that made no sense.
"He’s using you." Rowan’s voice was gentle now. "He never wanted you for you, just for what you can give him."
I knew he never wanted me for me. But I thought he just wanted an heir turned out he wanted an heir from a specific bloodline.
I wasn’t just a breeder to him.
"And there’s more." He looked pained. "Freya is alive."
"What?" My voice came out as barely a whisper.
"My father has known, he just found out during the full moon, he’s rushing to mate you before she shows up." Rowan explained quickly. "Ryker overheard him talking to Beta Marco about finding her, and then we tortured Jason and he told us everything, about the white wolf bloodline and Victor wanting you dead before you shift."
Everything was crashing down around me and I couldn’t breathe.
Alpha Corvin wasn’t just using me for breeding like I was livestock, he didn’t give a fuck about me as a person, I was just a vessel to give him powerful children.
And Freya was alive which meant everything I’d been told was a lie. He wanted an heir so he could go back to his fated mate.
No wonder he had always insisted I went back after I gave him an heir.
Anger started building in my chest, everything finally making sense. He never wanted me back, he only agreed to the traditional mating because he couldn’t stand to lose an heir.
"I need to talk to him." I pushed away from Rowan. "I need to confront him about this."
"Amaris, wait—" Rowan tried to grab my arm but I was already walking fast toward the pack house. "You can’t just storm in there."
But I wasn’t listening because my mind was racing with everything he’d just told me and all I could think was that I needed answers from Corvin right fucking now.
White wolf, powerful bloodline, being used for heirs, Freya alive, everything was a lie, I was just a breeding vessel to him, nothing more.
I walked through the pack house so fast I was almost running and people moved out of my way probably because they could see the fury on my face.
I got to Corvin’s study and didn’t bother knocking, just shoved the door open hard enough that it banged against the wall.
He was sitting at his desk and looked up when I burst in, surprise crossing his face before it shifted to something that looked almost pleased.
"Amaris, I was just about to send for you." He stood up from his chair.
"Is it true?" I was breathing hard from walking so fast and from the anger burning in my chest.
"Is what true?" He started walking toward me slowly.
"Are you only mating me because I’m a white wolf?" I demanded.
His expression shifted immediately, the cold and calculative demeanor I had always known him for submerging.
"Who told you that?" His voice was calm but there was a threat underneath it.
"Is it true?" I asked again, louder this time.
He didn’t respond to me, instead he stared at me while he studied me with those dark eyes.
Then he smiled and it made my skin crawl. "Come here."
I didn’t move.
He walked past me and closed the study door, the click of the lock making my heart race with fear.
"Yes, I know about the white wolf bloodline." He started walking toward me and I backed up instinctively. "Of course I know."
He kept coming closer and I kept backing up until my back hit his desk and I had nowhere else to go.
"Do you understand what this means?" His hands reached out and grabbed my arms, holding me in place. "The power, the dominance, securing my bloodline for generations to come with the most powerful heirs in existence."
His hands ran down my arms possessively and then moved to my waist, gripping me hard enough to bruise.
"You should be honored that I chose you." He pulled me closer and I tried to push him away but he was too strong. "Do you know how rare you are?"
One of his hands slid up my side and cupped my breast through my dress, squeezing roughly while the other hand gripped my hip.
"You’ll give me the most powerful heirs this world has seen in centuries." His voice was dark and possessive and his touch felt wrong, I struggled to pull away.
I shoved at his chest. "What about Freya?"
He froze, his hands tightening on me painfully.
"What about her?" His voice went deadly quiet and dangerous.
"I know she’s alive." I forced the words out even though my voice was shaking.
His eyes went darker than I’d ever seen them and rage crossed his face. "Who the fuck told you that?"
"Nobody, I just know." I tried to sound confident but failed, I tried to take advantage of his momentary shock to move away from him.
"You’re lying." He grabbed me and spun me around, slamming me back against the wall so hard it knocked the breath out of me. "Who’s been talking to you?"
His hand went to my neck, not choking me but gripping possessively.
I gasped for air being barely able to breathe from the pressure and the fear flooding my system.
"I don’t want to marry you." The words came out desperate and terrified. "I don’t want to end up dead like Luna Zoya."
His grip on my neck tightened slightly and he leaned in so close our faces were almost touching.
"You will be my Luna whether you want it or not." His voice was absolutely final. "There’s nothing you can do about it, the mating is happening tomorrow night and after that you’ll be bound to me."
Tomorrow night.
Not Saturday.
