Fated To The Beta

Katya.

"I am guessing by your aura you're pretty damn angry," I snort, folding my arms across my chest and looking out the window.

Kora paces angrily in my head, her anger just as piping hot as his. She feels betrayed that Ezra would prevent her from shifting. “He can kiss my furry white ass. He isn't the only one that is angry,” Kora growls.

Ezra's grip is so tight on the steering wheel that his knuckles turn white as he weaves in and out of the traffic like a lunatic before turning off on the back road leading to the packhouse.

"I didn't think she would be a problem. I also didn't notice she was one of your teachers, Kat," he breathes out, his grip loosens slightly, yet, his knuckles are still pressed tightly under his skin, and his teeth are still clenched. I don’t know if his anger is paired with Maddox’s, but he has been quite temperamental for the past week.

“Bipolar much? The man has got problems, a few screws loose in that pretty little head of his,” Kora says, swishing her tail angrily. A raspy growl fills my head like a broken lawnmower, I can keep it from slipping out of my lips, but it doesn't prevent her from giving me a pricking headache from the constant strangled noise.

"I get it, you're pissed, I am too, but can you stop that? I need to be able to hear myself think, Kora." She huffs at me in response and, if anything, picks the growling up another level. She deliberately knocks her tail in the small space, so a constant thumping joins her broken-ass growl—damn wolf.

"I will make sure she leaves you alone, or I can fire her if you want?" Ezra offers, finally sitting back in his seat in a more relaxed manner.

Too late now, there will be no point changing my teachers this far into the year, and firing her isn’t the issue. It is how she spoke to me, and he stopped me from calling her out on it. "No, I just don't want her near you. She was almost sitting in your lap."

"I have no interest in her. You are my mate: you and you only, Kat. I don't want anyone else. And I told her to leave."

"You should have commanded her to," I correct him.

"I was diffusing the situation. I don't like commanding people against their will." Ezra keeps his eyes on the road and avoids my gaze, which makes me scoff.

"Yeah, but you have no problem commanding me, right? Should I start calling you Alpha again?" I snap.

"No, we are equals, I have told you that. You don't get to call me that, and what did you expect? You were walking away from me!"

"Equals, yep, it felt really equal when you commanded me like fucking dog," I snarl. He growls, but I am far past putting up with his or Maddox’s shit. "Shut it, Maddox. I am not in the mood to deal with your temperamental ass today," I scold him.

"Kat!" Ezra growls in warning, and fur sprouts up his arms.

He suddenly jerks the car off the road and cuts the engine abruptly, his skin rippling as Maddox tries to force his way through.

“Maddox, stop it,” Ezra grits out, tossing his door open when Maddox forces the shift before he can even properly get out of the car. His clothes shred to pieces, his door still wide open as a feral growl rips out of him.

I quickly move, leaning over to close his door, and Maddox growls louder. My hand freezes on the handle before I sit back in my chair, letting his wolf have his temper tantrum.

Maddox’s teeth bared, he flexes his claws on the ground. He is pissed off and clearly doesn’t like being told to shut up. I unclip my seat belt, readying myself to jump out of the car if needed when he turns toward it.

“Kat?” Kora worries in my head.

I glance at Maddox as he stalks toward the car before charging at it.

“Oh shit!” Kora shrieks, trying to force me to shift. I shove her back. I am over his wolf trying to intimidate us all the damn time. Or maybe I am just so angry that it made me suddenly not care for his rage and turned me suicidal.

I point my finger at him. "No! I will get out. You will ruin his car!" I snap at him. He growls, his claws sinking into the leather seats before he backs up, and I glare at him before twisting in my seat.

I throw my door open while muttering to myself, only for him to stalk me around the side of the car.

Maddox snarls, snapping his teeth and pacing back and forth. His fur is all raised, and he keeps chuffing and snarling at me like some deranged bull.

My shoes crunch on the ground as I reach his side of the car when he charges at me. “Kat!” Kora shrieks.

My heart skips a beat when I suddenly remember what Ezra said, “Never run from him when Maddox has control,” so I do probably the most stupid thing I have ever done as he charges at me. I suck in a deep breath, praying my stupidity doesn’t get me killed, and I drop onto my ass, sitting on the dirt ground.

Maddox whimpers when I sit down. He sinks his claws into the dirt, and I can tell he is expecting me to run. He skids across the ground straight toward me, smashing into me. His huge body crushes me for a second as he tries to pull up before he jumps off me. I pull some of his fur from my mouth, his torso having smacked into my face briefly.

He turns, growling at me, his teeth mere centimeters from me as he snaps his teeth next to my face, his hot breath breezes across my skin before he sniffs my neck. "Are you done?" I ask dryly.

He nips my mark, which is usually a sign of dominance growing up in a wolf pack. I smack his nose when he breaks my skin. And he growls, nipping it again only harder, wanting me to bare my neck in submission.

"Kitty!" I hear him growl menacingly through the link.

"Don't bite me, have some manners," I tell him when he shoves me with his giant paw on my chest, pushing me against the car and growling at me. He tries to nip me again, but I drop my head, refusing to let him get near my neck.

Blood trickles down and into my cleavage. He nips my shoulder next, breaking the skin and making me hiss at the sting.

“Maddox!” I snap at him, and he growls beside my ear, trying to get to my neck.

“Do what he wants,” Kora worries in my head. “Or let me shift, he will hurt your useless skin suit,” she says, pressing beneath my skin.

I shove her back, earning a growl from her, but Maddox has to learn just because he is bigger doesn’t mean I will put up with him being an asshole.

Seeing his paw on my chest, I grab it and bite it as hard as I can with my blunt teeth. He whimpers, ripping his paw away and licking it. He turns his deadly glare on me. I sputter, gagging and pulling more fur from my mouth, and he growls again, making me glare at him.

"You don't like being bitten, so don't bite me. It hurts, doesn't it?" I scold him before retching, his fur is sticking to the roof of my mouth, and I try to spit it out, gagging on some. I check my shoulder, touching it. The trickling blood is ruining my tank top. “See? You hurt me, Maddox,” I tell him, holding my fingers out to him, he sniffs my fingers while Kora shakes in my head.

“Don’t give him your hand. He will bite it off. Stupid humans always offering fingers and limbs to deadly creatures, and they wonder why they lose them,” she huffs when Maddox's tongue flicks out, licking my fingertips.

Maddox drops his head and whines, then he lays on his tummy, his paws out front as he shuffles a little, trying to sneak closer. His demeanor changes to almost playful.

“Thank the goddess. Glad he has calmed down. If it were me, my fur wouldn't be so white, that's for sure,” Kora mutters.

“You had no problem taking him on for Mateo.” I point out to her.

“Mateo was in danger and is our friend and was willing to die for us,” Kora says, though her logic makes no sense to me.

Maddox whimpers, making me focus back on him. We are on the side of the road heading toward the packhouse. Luckily, no cars head out this far. Seeing a girl sitting with a huge black wolf towering over her would be a strange sight to see. He edges closer, sniffing the air, trying to get closer to my face. I grab his head, pulling him closer, and he licks my shoulder and neck frantically, cleaning and healing his bite marks.

"Let Ezra back in, Maddox. You don't shut him out.” He huffs, ignoring me, and continues licking me. “If you don't want him to do the same to you. It has to go both ways if you expect him to let you out," I lecture. He growls before rolling on his back between my legs.

"Are you sure you're not a pet, a lap wolf?" I tell him as he rubs his back on my legs, trying to get in my lap. He purrs, and Kora, the hussy, purrs back at him, which only spurs him on more.

“Kora, I am trying not to die! I need him to give Ezra control back. You purring like a bitch in heat is not helping,” I tell her.

“But he looks so cute when he is playful like a puppy,” she coos.

“He is huge. What puppy is his size with sharp teeth as long as my hand?” I tell her, shaking my head while scratching his huge chest.

“Fine, I will go, party pooper,” she grumbles, wandering off.

"Bring her back, Kitty. I want to play with Kora too," Maddox growls, nipping my hand.

Play? He wanted to rip us apart a few seconds ago! "No! Now bring Ezra back, please, Maddox. It's getting cold out here." The sun becomes blocked by the trees surrounding us. He growls, but sits up. He shakes out his fur before I hear bones dislocating and snapping. I let out a breath when Ezra returned in a crouched position, breathing heavily like he had been fighting for control the entire time.

"Thank God," he sighs, clutching my face in his hands, his hands trembling as he pulls me closer.

"He isn't as scary as you think," I protest, and he exhales. I can feel his fear smash me via the bond, and I grab his shaking hands. "I'm fine, I am right here. I am not going anywhere," I tell him. He lets out a breath, kisses my head, and starts checking me.

"Did he hurt you?" he asks, lifting my arms.

"He nipped me a few times until I bit him. I'm fine, Ezra."

Ezra pulls back, looking at me as if I lost my damn mind. "You bit him? With your teeth?" he asks, a little shocked.

"Yes, he was being a jerk. He kept nipping my mark, so I bit his paw. We need to get you a brush. Your fur is stuck in my mouth," I complain.

"You bit him, and he didn't attack you?"

"No, he was fine after. He rolled around on my lap." I shrug.

He cups my face, brushing his thumb over my cheek, before kissing me and nearly knocking me backward on the dirt.

"We need to get home," I squeal around his lips, mauling me. He laughs as I try to push his face away, his stubble tickling my neck. I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

“Stop! You're naked, and it's cold, I want to go home.”

“I love you,” he says, peppering my lips with soft, quick kisses. I let him go, and he pushes off his hands, offering me one. I take it and let him pull me to my feet.

“Let's go then, I am itchy and need a shower,” he says, wiping off some of the dirt sticking to his skin. He walks over to the driver's side door and groans when he sees his seat. Maddox's claws had ripped into the seat when he forced the shift, but thankfully that was the only damage.

“Maddox tried to get in the car,” I tell him, and he nods, climbing in and starting the car. I put my seatbelt on and shut my door before hearing my mother force the mindlink, yet she didn’t say anything, but I could hear her crying.

"Mom?" Still, she doesn’t say anything while she tries to get control of herself.

"Kat, is your dad with you?" she asks with a sob.

"No, I haven't seen him or heard from him. What's wrong?"

"I told him, and he left. He wouldn’t even look at me, he just tossed the table across the room and left. He hasn't come back."

"Mom, he probably needs to calm down."

"You don't understand the way he looked at me…. Kat, he hates me. I hate me, I have ruined everything," she cries through the link, my heart twisting painfully in my chest at her words. "I want to see you. Can I come see you?"

"I'm with Ezra. Just let me think for a second," I tell her and focus back on Ezra, he is staring out the window while driving and hasn’t appeared to notice me mind-linking.

"I will meet you tonight at the river, ok. At midnight," I tell her.

"Ok, baby. See you then, I am going to try to find your father," she says before closing the link.

Katya.

I tried mind-linking my father all night to check on him, but he kept shoving me out. I finally try again as I climb into bed, this time, he lets me in. "Dad?"

"Not now, Kat, please stop. I just need quiet," he says, cutting the link off. I sigh. Everything seems so dramatic right now. Things can’t get much worse than they are.

“Touch wood, are you trying to jinx us?” Kora yelps as I pull the sheets up. “Kat, seriously, touch some fucking wood!”

I reach over and touch the bedside table. “Happy?” she huffs, going to the back of my mind.

Ezra climbs in bed beside me, pulling me over to him.

"Mateo didn't come home," I point out.

Ezra presses his face into my neck. "He went to the whore house. He and Jasmine had a fight."

"They had a fight?" He nods, his lips trailing over my shoulder as his hand slides under my top.

"Yeah, he asked if he could mark her. He mind-linked me earlier," Ezra says while tugging his shirt up I am wearing.

"And I take it she said no?" I ask, staring at the ceiling. They would make a good couple. I was kind of hoping they would get together. Maybe it would make things less tense between Ezra and me, also Mateo.

Ezra doesn't answer, instead biting my breast and using his knee to push my legs apart before climbing between them. I stare down at his head and raise a brow at him. "Right now? I was hoping to sleep."

I yawn at him as his lips continue attacking my skin before he sits up on his knees and tugs my panties down. He tosses them over his shoulder before pressing himself against me.

I wriggle away and put a finger against his nose like I would Maddox. He freezes and stares at me. "Kat?"

"You are not sticking that in me without some preparation first," I scold him, pointing at his pulsing cock. The monster still doesn’t look like it will actually fit me. "Do you want us both to get that kind of rug burn?"

He snorts and sits back on his heels, his lips pulling into a lazy smirk. "Well then, what do you suggest I do to help with this preparation?" He licks his lips, and his eyes roam down my body.

The heat in his gaze makes me chew my lip, and I spread my legs for him. Was he giving me a moment of control? For the answer, I reach up and grab a handful of his hair, pulling him down my body. It is a bold move for me, but I can't deny just how good his touch feels and how his tongue and lips drive me crazy.

Ezra chuckles and takes the hint. He kisses his way down. His tongue twirls in my belly button before licking and nipping his way lower. He backs down the bed until he's holding me open and eyeing my pussy.

I try to close my legs, but he keeps them pinned to the bed. "You're the one that wanted this, Kat. You can't hide from me now." He takes a single finger and traces my puffy lips and my clit. "You smell so sweet."

He leans down, his lips mere centimeters away. His warm breath makes me squirm in his grip. "Ezra," I whimper.

He smiles, pushes his finger inside of me, and pulls it out, slowly licking and sucking on it. "Close your eyes," he orders softly.

My eyes flutter closed as I prepare myself for my soul to leave my body again. Ezra might be a devil sometimes, but he sure knows how to use that tongue of his. Even if I only got to experience it a few times.

He pulls away, his fingertips resting lightly on my thighs and holding them down. "Ready?" He whispers against me.

Biting my lip, I nod. "Ready," I moan.

Ezra's cock slips into me, it's still a tight fit, but my wetness helps him slide right in. My eyes fly open, and I glare at him. He chuckles and leans down, kissing the hollow of my throat and letting his tongue dance on the spot. "You're so wet. There won't be any risk of any burning now."

I puff my cheeks at him, but the thought is soon lost as he moves inside me and brings a hand down to tease my clit. I surrender with a deep moan.

"Still want to sleep?" he whispers in my ear, slowly sliding in and out of my body as his fingers try to bring me to ruin.

"Asshole," I whisper to him.

He chuckles and thrusts all the way inside of me. His talented little finger circles, driving me to the edge, and he isn’t even trying to slow down. My walls clench around him, and he thrusts faster. I don't care how big he is anymore as long as I get my fix.

"Come for me, Kat," he whispers, staring back into my eyes. With his free hand, he reaches for my chin and runs the pad of his thumb over my bottom lip.

My cheeks flame when he's so close, but I borrow some of Kora's shamelessness, and I nod.

My hips work to meet his thrusts, and his fingers move ever faster. I'm so close I can practically taste the other side of the orgasm when I'd become a boneless mess.

"That's it, Baby," he growls, slamming harder into me but never stopping. "Come all over me."

Gosh, he is so embarrassing. He grabs my legs, setting them up on his shoulders and his fingers move at such an insane pace he tosses me over the edge. I come so hard my walls could crack a nut, and I worried for a moment if Ezra was okay.

For an answer, he laughs at me, and he holds my ankles as he pounds hard. "You're so fucking wet," he groans. He lets go of my clit, leaning down to capture my lips as he folds me in half.

He dominates me with his kiss, nipping and nibbling on my lips until I open them, allowing his tongue free reign. His hands find my hips, and he pulls me to him in several quick successive bursts before his entire body shudders, and he releases with a loud groan.

He tucks his face against my collarbone as he tries to catch his breath. Both of us are breathing heavily, I feel like I have just done a round of yoga that came with a happy ending.

Ezra eases off me, his cock sliding out as he rolls on his back before grabbing me and pulling me down with him for a cuddle.

We lie there for a bit. Ezra’s fingertips trail up my side before he gets up and walks into the bathroom. I hear running water before he returns with a wet cloth in his hand.

“Open your legs,” he instructs, leaning over the bed and hovering above me. I do before feeling the cloth between my legs. His fingers move gently as he cleans me up. Job done. He leans over and kisses me before tossing the rag into the dirty hamper. He pulls on some boxer shorts before tossing me some panties from my drawer. I slip them on and watch as he flicks the light off, only leaving the bathroom one on but closing the door so it doesn’t flood the room with light before climbing into bed beside me.

“Go to sleep. We need to get up early,” he says, pulling me against his chest.

“I’m not going,” I object.

“I can fire her, Kat. You won't have to see her again,” he offers, pressing his nose to my hair.

“No, I think I might just do my exams. Everything else I can do online,” I reply with a shrug.

“So you don’t want to go now?” He asks, and I shake my head. “Fine by me. I like having you home.” He rolls me on my side and spoons me.

It didn’t take long before he falls fast asleep. Now I just had to fight my own tiredness to stay awake.

I still have an hour but am thirsty, so I carefully climb out of bed before walking down the hallway and heading for the stairs. I nearly jump out of my skin when I bump into Mateo in the dark.

“Fuck, you nearly gave me a heart attack.” I clutch my chest. I am about to walk past him when he grabs my arm.

“Why aren’t you in bed?”

“I’m getting a drink. You ok?” I ask, and he lets go of my arm.

“I’m fine, hurry up and get back to Ezra,” he orders, and I scrunch up my face.

I am confused by his strange mood. I walk downstairs before grabbing the juice from the fridge and pouring a glass. I drink it before rinsing the cup and placing the juice back in the fridge. Heading back upstairs, Mateo continues to stand there, his arms folded across his chest, and he looks pissed off.

When I reach the top step, he nods toward the bedroom door. “Get back in bed, Kat."

“What’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing, but I am wondering why I just saw your mother not far from here when I was driving home. Now get in bed, or I will wake up Ezra,” he warns.

“She is probably out for a run. She had a fight with my father.” I tell him, hoping he believes me. Technically, it isn’t a lie.

“I will feel a lot better once I know you're in bed with your mate. Now go,” he orders, pushing me toward the room. I give up, returning to the room and closing the door. Hopefully, he falls asleep before I have to leave.

I climb back in bed, and Ezra pulls me over. “Where did you go?” He mumbles, half asleep.

“To get a drink,” I tell him, snuggling back down in bed.