Luke

I went out with Peyton to help her pick out some stuff that she needed. It was a weird experience. Sometimes I felt as if I had my Peyton back and other times it just reminded me that I’d lost her. I couldn’t make up my mind as to whether I felt happy or sad.

When we got back, Sam informed me that Layla was waiting in the office. As expected, she wasn’t in a great mood. I saw her eyes go wide as she took in Peyton.

I realised with a jolt that she would be the only one beside me who would see what I saw on Peyton’s face.

“Luke, What the hell are you doing?” She burst out as soon as the others were out of the room.

“What do you mean?” I asked, squarely looking her in the eyes.

“You performed a double transmutation without even telling me. And her, Why the fuck does she look like that?”.

I manifested a bit of my aura and sent it her way. I saw her taking a step back as her breath caught.

“I wasn’t aware I needed your permission to perform a double transmutation Layla. Do I need to remind you who the alpha is?” I asked, ignoring the second part of her question.

Layla was silent for a while before she opened her mouth again.

“Peyton’s dead Luke”. She said, glaring at me.

“I know that Layla”.

“DO YOU LUKE? Or have you started forgetting things? The reason why you became an alpha”.

She continued while I refused to reply.

“You wanted to become the strongest alpha. Is that still your aim? Or are you now content with playing house with her and stagnating like your father?”.

I felt my anger surge as I sent the full force of my aura against her. She dropped to her knees as if her strings were cut and started gasping for breath. I eased up a bit.

“I haven't forgotten who I am or what I set out to do, Layla. The reason I had to perform a double transmutation was because of your weakness” I saw her flinch as I pointed out her flaw.

“She’s in the pack to make myself and the pack stronger. I gave her that name because it’s a foolproof identity that can never be traced back as a forgery. That’s it.

The one who’s delusional is you, Layla. Did you imagine yourself to be my girlfriend, my breed mate? Know your place. Get stronger and become useful to the pack or I’ll chuck you out myself.”.

I left her sobbing on the floor as I went to my room and slammed my door shut. I’d never admit it to Layla, but her words really stung. I’d fooled myself into thinking for a little while that my Peyton was back by my side. She was dead, gone, never to return. That was the bitter truth. The person in the next room was just someone who shared a resemblance to her. She was nothing more than another stepping stone on my climb and I’d use her as such. I couldn’t afford to get distracted. Our relationship would be that of an alpha and a concubine wolf, which was what she was and I’d show her that soon enough.

Peyton

I had finished unpacking and arranging my stuff. Working at my mom’s salon had given me adequate knowledge about most things women dealt with every day.

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About an hour later, Sam came up with a few books for me to read. They were essentially what wolfblood children learned from primary school onwards, but being a new member of the supernatural community, I found them very fascinating. There were books that dealt with history, biology and cultural practises of werewolves.

I was so engrossed with reading them that I was surprised to see it had grown dark outside my windows when I heard a knock at my door. I opened the door to find Luke standing there. The expression on his face was completely different from what it was today morning. I was just about to open my mouth to say something when I felt his aura crash into me. It was an overpowering and oppressive feeling. I tried to push him back, but then I felt the aura double in strength as I had to clutch the wall for support.

I already knew that I wouldn’t be able to beat him. But, seeing how futile my effort was still frustrated me. He stepped closer to me as I was trapped between him and the wall. I wanted to push him off me, but I felt my body react to him differently. My breath turned more rapid as my heart accelerated. I felt a cool tingling feeling making its way down my stomach. It felt as if there was something vibrating down there.

Again, I felt the strange split of my mind. One part, the part that pushed against his aura was still trying and was almost fully spent while another part was more in touch with my body.That part wanted him to come closer. It seemed as if the second part was winning as the first failed to push back Luke’s aura.

I saw Luke come closer as his intense gaze rooted me there. I saw the intent in his eyes before I felt his lips meet mine. Soft at first and then with hunger as his tongue explored his mouth. My hands came up to push at his chest feebly as they found no purchase against his rock hard muscles. Luke used one of his hands to hold both of mine above my head while he used the other hand to take my top off.

My head and back were against the wall as he pushed deeper and deeper into me. I felt my feet leave the ground as he lifted me up against the wall. My head arched back as he pulled on my long hair. I felt his lips meet my neck in a flurry of kisses as his tongue played on my neck. My nails were digging into his arms and back as he started travelling down my neck.

I heard myself moan as he pulled down my bra and started sucking on my nipples. A part of me wanted to resist, but was subdued by his aura while my brain was getting flooded with happy juices as Luke worked on my body. Luke lifted me off the wall and deposited me on the bed. I felt my D Cup tits jiggle as my back hit the bed. He stared down at me as he took off his shirt. I could see the muscles rolling beneath his skin as I took in his 6’4” form. I was distracted looking at his chest before I realised he had taken off his pants. I was greeted by the sight of his erect penis. That thing had to be at least 10 inches long and had girth to match. I swallowed loudly and scooted a bit back in bed, but he was on me once again, his lips meeting mine and his tongue exploring my mouth. The heady mix of his aura and scent was making me feel light headed.

I felt him trace his fingers down my neck, along my erect nipples, continuing to caress my slender waist till it reached my vagina. I felt an electric current pass through me as his fingers met the fabric of my underwear. Soon I was spasming on the bed as his fingers did their work. I was so wet that my underwear was practically sticking to my pussy when he removed it. He spread my legs wide as he rubbed the tip of his penis against my wet vaginal lips.

His dick was so huge. I was sure I would break if he put that thing inside me. He met my eyes for a second before thrusting forward. I felt my world erupt in a blinding flash of pain as he moved into me. I tried to push him away, but it was like pushing against a boulder as his rock hard muscles refused to give. He started moving his hips slowly as he thrust his member inside me.

I could soon feel a strange tingling feeling inside me that I instinctively knew as my body’s healing the damage of his entry. I could feel a pressure build up every time he thrust inside and a strange cool tingling as he pulled out. Soon, I started to feel my vaginal walls contract around his penis. I felt like there was an itch in their walls that only his penis could scratch. Suddenly I wanted him in there, I needed him there.

He started picking up the tempo as I felt something build up inside me. It was rising to a crescendo with each thrust. Suddenly I felt his lips on my neck and I immediately crested the peak. It was as if my entire body had been electrocuted, I spasmed, only dimly aware of my surroundings as waves of pleasure crashed over me. I didn’t come down much from this state of heightened pleasure as he continued to pound away inside me. Suddenly, I felt him tense up as something hot flooded inside me. His penis was vibrating inside mine which brought me to another peak.

His eyes were locked on to mine when I looked up. He brought his face down as he stared into my eyes. I felt the pressure of his aura vanish as he looked deeply into my eyes.

“Peyton” He said in a voice so soft I doubted that it was his own.

Then,just as suddenly, his expression changed as his face went back to an impassive mask. He got up, grabbed his clothes and left without a word, closing the door behind him.

I sank back into my bed, trying to process what had happened. That was the first sexual experience of my life and I wasn’t sure weather I loved it or hated it.

As I got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom with shaky feet that were still numb, one thing was certain. Whether I loved or hated the experience, I wasn’t given a choice.