The Alpha’s Surrogate Mate

Xavier rushed out, his heart was racing as he walked towards the huge poles by his right. A door there led out of the huge palace.

He stopped and looked around for a while. Bonnie was nowhere around him.

It was late into the night already and he wondered where she had gone to.

Elixir rushed to him, “She went out of the castle already. She moved through the forest. I tried to call her back but she wouldn’t stop.”

Xavier sighed and started out of the castle.

For some reason unknown to him, he turned around and started to walk towards the path that led to Brook’s house.

He stopped briefly and stared ahead at a clustered werewolves.

A soft voice reached his ear, soft and enchanting. The songs in the air reminded him of the fact that it was the same song that was used at his wedding.

Without another thought, he zoomed closer. He fought through the crowd, hitting hard against anybody his body got into contact with.

Bonnie was singing and crying while lots of werewolves clustered all around her, their expression reacting to her scent, pupils dilating, nostril-flaring.

Xavier howled and pushed several men away, “Mine!” He said with a deep and frightening voice.

Some backed up while some remained.

Xavier didn’t mind and instead pulled Bonnie up.

Bonnie staggered back, obviously still drunk. She struggled for Xavier to release her.

On second thought, Xavier took her off the ground. Bonnie fought for a moment and suddenly subsided, needs crawling in her.

For a moment, she thought she was going insane. But as much as she wanted to break free from him. Something in him was still drawing her closer.

At this action, the other werewolves backed off finally.

Xavier walked for a while, the dark frown on his face something Bonnie didn’t want to look at. So, she pretended to be asleep as he walked back to the castle.

Rowan was waiting for him when he got to the entrance, “Is everything alright?”

Xavier nodded briefly and managed a smile, ” She’s drunk, remember?”

Rowan stared for a while and finally nodded back.

Xavier walked to his room and dropped Bonnie on the bed with a grunt, “What were you thinking? Going on heat like that? And you still had to go out?” His voice sounded harsh and frightening.

Bonnie stood still, her heart beat raised above normal.

But heat? She doubted it. She didn’t even have a mate. So, there was no way for her to go into heat.

“Just answer me before I change my mind. I know you are not asleep!” He roared.

Bonnie ignored him.

Xavier sighed again before he walked out.

Bonnie finally got up, several things on her mind. But she was more than confused.

How could she go into heat when she didn’t even have a mate.

Then it hits her so hard that she almost fell.

Xavier was her mate! Xavier was the one she had been waiting for all the years.

Funnily enough, she got him like a caged rat. There was never going to be any forms of intimacy between them.

While she thought about it, she felt her body claw with need.

She felt weird and well, sad.

Why did she have to go on heat at that period? Why did Xavier turn out to be her mate?

And she only had questions but the answers eluded her.

Her heart raced, and she felt teary. Her body ached so much and her skin flushed, dewing with sweat.

Her werewolf doing its best to manifest the heat.

There was a glow of her eyes, a sharpening of teeth, and her pupils dilating.

She needed someone. She needed a man.

But Xavier wouldn’t even grant her that small wish. She would be forced to bear the pain.

And it was frustrating her. She screamed all of a sudden, as she jerked the pillows in different directions, the feeling turning inside her moving from anger to needs.

Well, if it was because of her parents, then she would do anything possible and well, impossible.

The door opened again and Bonnie forgot to lay back. She turned towards the entrance and looked at Xavier’s frustrated face.

And she wondered why he was there.

Despite his reluctance, her scent curled through him, his nature taking over.

Fertile female in heat, and she was his. He couldn’t help but finally consider the opinion Wesley gave him.

He growled, “Get undressed.”

Bonnie stared, confused, “What are you doing?”

He swallowed harder, ” You are on your heat,” he said briefly, not interested in expatiating.

And Bonnie seemed to have grabbed what he meant.

Her eyes went wide and dark, “No!” She muttered and got off the bed, “Get the fuck away from me!’ she screamed, though her body was screaming something more different.

He sighed, getting more frustrated, “Do you seriously think I want to do this because I want to?”

“Then leave me alone!” She yelled angrily and in fear.

Xavier watched her for a moment, “Fine! If you are going to do this, then I will send in Westly or any available guy to do it with you then. If you are so unwilling to do it with me, will you do it with them then?”

Bonnie’s eyes dilated in fear.

In the middle path between screaming ‘get out and not resisting. She knew it needed to happen, and that there was worse in store if it wasn’t him.

But despite the need that the heat was causing her, she wouldn’t be tearing off her clothes or jumping at him.

She has some dignity to protect, especially because she knows he was unwilling?

She didn’t say a word and slowly freed herself of the clothes she was wearing. Her body shook uncontrollably as she finally freed herself from the protection the clothes gave her.

He turned his back to her whilst he does the same.

“Fuck this!” he muttered thickly under his breath when a button fell off.

She stood, watching his back, embarrassed, flustered, and aching for him.

She held her clothing to her chest as he finished, shy.

The tears dropped on the clothes she was holding, making her realize she has been crying. She brushed tears from her cheeks and managed a straight face.

He turned around again but he doesn’t look at her, “Brace your hands on the mattress.”

She dropped the clothes with her, walked on the bed, and complied slowly.

She felt the heat of his skin as he approached.

The heat clawed through her, making her hands trembled as Xavier came on her. Her body ached and vibrated with the need, her skin crawling with it.

She swallowed several breath and the tears seemed to make her feel more miserable.

When he entered her, she screamed and grabbed the duvet.

Yet, it felt like it was what she needed, what she wanted.

“Fuck! So tight!” Xavier muttered again, very much frustrated.

But he pushed in again, very hard and well, rough that Bonnie knuckle almost turned white.

Her face drained with tears and her body still dealing with the heat because the cock hasn’t gotten in.

She wanted to tell him to stop but she knew better than stopping him. It would only hurt her.

What if he doesn’t want to do this with her? What if he was going to force someone to do it with her.

Bonnie couldn’t help but feel grateful to him.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

When Xavier pushed in again, Bonnie cried aloud and tried to turn away but his hands were suddenly over hers, pinning her down so there was nowhere to run to.

And he went deeper until he had filled her inside.

Bonnie cried the more, her mind in a daze of what was currently happening to her.

When he started moving, it was too fast that Bonnie felt painful and well, satisfying at the same time.

She tried to talk but she felt ragged and it seemed like a lump was blocking her throat. She felt worst.

Xavier murmured again and stroked her hands while she continued to cry, the bedsheet getting damp with her tears.

“You wanted me, didn’t you?” He whispered into her ears, ” You could have requested for someone else. You wanted this and you got it!” His frightening and thick voice added to Bonnie’s misery.

She cried louder until she passed out under him, somehow aware that he continued to fuck her despite how much she had resisted.