Feral Desires

CLAUDE

I FLEXED MY shoulders as I approached my father's office. He had called for me about twenty minutes ago. I placed my balled fist on the door to his office, ready to knock, but before I did, he muttered “Come in.”

I pushed the door open and my father was seated behind his desk, a smile playing on his lips. “Son, take a seat.” He said and I did.

“You called,” I said curtly, and his smile widened.

“Ahh, yes. I will just get straight to the point.” My father cleared his throat and placed his intertwined fingers on the desk. “There is a very important meeting that will be going on in Green Hill Pack—after the war and them helping us reclaim our pack, we have been offered a chance to —- and now that you are no longer a kid, I want you to go to the meeting in place of me.”

I swallowed harshly at the mention of the war, the same war that I had been r*p*d by—I pressed my eyes closed and puffed out a shaky breath. No, I couldn’t think of it. It has been five years since it happened, and I am healing.

“Claude?”

I snapped my eyes open, cleared my throat and shifted in my seat. Right. I forced a smile and nodded. “Of course, I would love to go. When is the meeting?”

“In two days' time, it would be best if you leave tomorrow.”

I waited for him to continue talking, then stifled a sigh when I realized he wouldn’t be giving me a reason as to why I should be leaving tomorrow when the meeting is in a two-day period. “Alright. "Would that be all?” I asked, and he waved his hand and without any more words said, I left his office.

——

I arrived at Green Hill Pack, and I was given an en-suite along with the few others that arrived earlier from other packs. I quickly took a shower and changed into fresh clothes. My eyes darted to the clock on the wall and, since the meeting would be taking place tomorrow, I decided to take a stroll around the pack.

I jogged over to a random stranger and cleared my throat. The man turned around, and he looked to be around the same age as me. “Sorry for bothering you, but do you know any bar that’s close by?” I asked, and his stiffness reduced as he eyed the building behind me and took in my scent.

“You must be one of Alpha’s guests. If you’re driving you just need to go straight and then take a sharp turn to the left. "It isn’t hard to miss, since today is Sunday it’s going to be packed.” He grinned at me and my lips tugged at the side.

“Thanks.” I muttered and walked towards the car I had brought to Green Hill Pack.

Soon, my car was parked outside the bar and, true to the stranger's words, it was parked. As I entered, pretty much everyone moved away from me and I knew my scent was putting them off since I didn’t smell like I belonged here.

I almost regretted making the decision to find a bar, but since I was already here, then f*ck it. I ordered a quick drink and not up to five minutes, I had a female pressing her body into my side.

“You aren’t from around here, are you?” She asked, and I turned my head, my eyes raking over her figure before I shook my head. “No.” I answered curtly, and she brought her face closer to mine and ran her tongue over her bottom lip.

Her smile widened, and she leaned even closer and whispered in my ear. “Hmm, want to have some fun?”

If it was any other time—preferably three years ago, I would have taken the opportunity any woman threw at me and stick my c*ck in every single female I could, but now, I just couldn’t.

I wasn’t attracted to any of them. I wasn’t attracted to women.

My drink was finally ready, and I took the cold glass to my lips and looked at her over the rim of the glass. “Sorry, love, I would have to decline your offer.”

She huffed and threw her brown hair over her shoulder and I knew my rejection hurt her more than she was letting on.

About five drinks later, my nose began to pick on a very, very delicious scent that had me whipping my head so fast that I thought I would get whiplash. I tried to find where the scent was coming from and as soon as my eyes met with her, my whole body tensed and my eyes widened.

The female's lips stretched in a wild grin, and she began to walk towards me. My heart began to beat fast against my chest and I quickly scrambled out of my seat and dashed for the door. My hands were shaking as I reached for the handle of my car and spread down the road.

I found my mate. I found my mate. Ifoundmymate.

The thought was supposed to make me happy. Finally, my mate was supposed to be the happiest moment of my life but I couldn’t bring myself to be happy.

I knew what was wrong with me deep down. I knew why I wasn’t happy and that was because I was broken.

He broke me.

———-

I was late.

I was f*ck*ng late to a very important meeting and if my father ever found out, he would kill me. “Sh*t. Sh*t. Sh*t.” I muttered as I fixed my tie and rushed down the stairs to the hall we were using for the meeting.

The door was already shut, and I cleared my throat as I stood in front of it and the two guards eyed me, then pulled the door open.

All eyes were fixed on me as I walked into the room and I pushed the nervousness that creeped up my spine and made my way to the empty seat that was reserved for The Rising Moon Pack.

“Sorry I’m late,” I said, and a few of the Alphas and other ranking members sneered at me before Alpha Landon cleared his throat, taking the attention away from me.

“Let’s continue,” Alpha Landon said, and even with that, I couldn’t focus on what he was saying. The only thing that filled my senses was that scent again and even from where I was seated, I could feel her eyes on me.

My mate was in the room with me and this time there was no chance of running away.

CLAUDE

TO BE HONEST, I couldn’t concentrate on what was being said throughout the conference meeting. A set of eyes lingered on my body, and I tried my hardest to ignore her.

As soon as the meeting ended, I jumped out of my seat, avoiding mingling with the other ranking members, and made my way to the double doors. At the top of the stairs, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I forced myself not to curse.

I turned around and s*ck*d in a breath. The woman, gripping her knees and breathing heavily, looked up at me. She stood to her full height, glaring at me while dangling her nude heels between us.

“I had to embarrass myself in front of everyone downstairs to catch up to you. Why are you running away from me, my mate?”

I could only stare at her. When she reached out and touched my arm, I jumped back as if burned. The tingle where she touched me made it all too real.

“I’m not ready,” I blurted out. She frown