CHAPTER 100: INSIDE HER

~AMBROSE’S POV~

I wanted nothing more than to leave this meeting and go see Odette. She was probably sleeping peacefully in bed, curled up with that little fox she found. It was odd really.

Odd indeed Onyx added.

Animals don’t live on that mountain. Nothing lives on that mountain.

And even as I said those words, they had a haunting after affect. Nothing alive is on that mountain...

Can we trust the fox?

I don’t know, I didn’t sense any ill intent or malice at all from the little thing. But it definitely isn’t normal. Its aura felt ancient, like mine, maybe even older. Onyx didn’t sound afraid or nervous, but he was on alert, paying attention to every detail.

I was so lost in thought, I didn’t notice General Morrison was still talking. The man was always too candid with me, we weren’t close enough for that. Frankly, it annoyed me. We weren’t equal. I could barely stand the guy. If it wasn’t for some of the other old bastards on the council, I would have fired him.

He forgot his place. But just because of his place on the council, doesn’t mean he has the status to talk to me like we’re equal.

"Morrison, you seem to have lost your damn mind. You are speaking far too causal with your alpha king. Where are your formalities?" I shot daggers his way, Onyx growled just below the surface.

He quickly tightened his lips.

I looked at the rest of the table, who I knew had their own input and offering of eligible list of ladies.

"I will not pick a mate any of you have selected for me. I have found mine, now the problem in convincing her." I wouldn’t give them too much; I wasn’t ready to deal with the headache they would all be if they knew my fated mate and future Luna was the Princess of blood and darkness.

They hated her, hated her kind, hated her family most of all. I’m surprised none of them have spoken about me having her here in the palace, under the same roof as them.

Some think she’s still in the dungeon. My scent is all over her now, making it easier for her to blend in among us all. It also protects her. If someone approaches her, they’ll know she’s mine. They’ll know the consequences of hurting her.

I’ve given careful instructions to my close guards to keep their mouth shut. I’ll introduce Odette as my fated mate at the Eclipse Ball next month. Until then I need them to keep quiet about her being inside the palace.

Since coming back I’ve banned most of the staff from my wing of the palace. Letting only those loyal to me work in that part of the palace.

Raven was becoming a problem. She’s been pushing to meet with me since my return. I know she’s going to ask more about Odette and the trip. And that’s just another headache I’d prefer not to have to deal with.

Raven makes things more difficult than they need to be. And Raven’s feelings are going to be messy. Even though I’ve told her a hundred times there’s nothing romantic between us and that there never will be. But then she would always go and do things for me, things I didn’t ask for, and I know its because she hoped one day those things would make me fall in love. But tall that says to me is her acts are done with an ulterior motive and not with pure intentions.

Odette’s intentions are always pure. Her reactions were raw, and her feelings were deep and real.

There wasn’t anything about her that she developed to please someone else, she’s authentically and unapologetically herself.

And it’s one of the first things that drew me in the first time I saw her, observed her.

She was unlike any girl I’ve ever met.

Raven nor any other girl could compare to Odette.

I was obsessed, devoted, and driven insane by her.

"When will we meet this lucky woman? And what do you mean, convince? Why would any she-wolf need to be begged by our alpha king?" General Morrison words were laced with resentment and bitterness.

"Watch yourself Morrison, I will only tolerate so much. I wont say it again, next offense and I’ll knock your fucking crooked teeth in." I was losing my patience with this idiot. "The Eclipse Ball, I will introduce my future Luna then."

I looked around the room, I could see the looks of anxiety in their eyes. All except Luna Dawn. "Now, I order all of you, drop the fucking subject of my marriage. Final warning." I said sharply to everyone in the room.

"Yes, Alpha King Ambrose." The room repeated in unison.

"If this is the last on the list, you’re dismissed."

I scooted my chair back and stood, my shoulders high and my back tall, the room felt my absolute authority as I left the room.

I know Morrison was going to bitch to Damon later about me hurting his feelings. I rolled my eyes annoyed. I headed straight to my room.

When I walked inside, my heart nearly stopped.

There she was, curled up in bed, looking more peaceful than butterflies in a garden. Her lashes long and black decorated her eyelids. Her chest rose and fell slowly. Her mouth parted slightly, and quiet snores slipped past her tender pink lips. Her hair was tousled from sleeping so deeply. It fell in strands around her face almost hiding the small fox perfectly. She laid still and motionless, I almost didn’t want to wake her.

And that night gown, the straps hanging just off her shoulder, it was tempting me, her neck calling to me. I wanted to bury my face into the curve of her neck and smell the wild strawberries that swam around her.

She was intoxicating.

I took my shirt off leaving only my pants and climbed into bed beside her. Pulling the covers back over both of us, my chest pressed firmly against her warm, smooth back. Wrapping my arms around her and pulling myself closer to her. Like unless my body completely incased her, I wasn’t close enough.

I whispered low in her ear, "My little fox, wake up." Saying it out loud now, with a little fox in her arms, didn’t really hit the same.

She stirred only a little and her long lashes fluttered against her skin. Not wanting to be pulled from whatever peaceful dream she was having.

I should let her sleep, but I don’t think can. My lower half was pulsing at the close proximity of her.

"Odette, baby, wake up." I started to kiss her delicate neck. The temptation to mark her once again stirred in me, desperation clawed at me.

I hated waiting. But if I could wait 18 years for revenge, I could wait for her to be ready. Patience has never been my strong suit, but with her. It was both easy and nearly impossible, and I can’t make it make sense.

I pulled the long strands of her snow colored her back and traced her arm with my fingers. Kissing her neck and whispering. "Odette"

She groaned and whined with the softest voice "Uncle Oliver, five more minutes, pleaseee" She was adorable.

So vulnerable. So delicate. And so totally mine.

I didn’t respond with words, instead I wrapped my hand around her body, sliding lower down her abdomen, and when I went just below the belly button, her eyes shot open.

"What do you want? I was dreaming such a good dream." She was cranky, and it was cute. I couldn’t stop it; a light chuckle left my mouth.

"I want you." I growled possessively, biting her neck. The arm that laid under her, grabbed her tighter, my hand clamping around her breast. I squeezed it. Instantly her body reacted to me. She gasped pushing her ass back when she arched her back, leaning into my bite.

She rolled her backside against my hardness. My dick pressing into my pants, threatening to break the seams and bust out.

"Shit. Odette. If you don’t stop that right now, I’m going to fuck the shit out of you." I warned her.

I could smell it. her arousal at my warning. She rolled her hips again.

"Fuck it" I don’t know when the fox left, but I ripped my pants down and kicked them off the bed. Stroking my hardened member. I move my free hand down her body and pulled up her dress. Her soft thighs squeezed my hand as it slid between her legs. Finding her womanhood, I parted her folds and rubbed her bundle of nerves. She moistened instantly; warm liquid coated my hand.

She threw her head back and moaned loudly. Onyx was howling in my mind, and I growled possessively.

Pulling my hand away, I grabbed myself and slid between her thighs from the back. Her pressing against me. Soft and plump, practically begging for me to spank it. But I waited.

Pushing myself inside her, stretching out her walls, I moved in fluid motion in and out of her. Her pussy juice coating my sock with its slick wetness, making it glide easier inside her. Her body relaxed and found its rhythm, sinking up with mind. She threw her ass back and rolled against my cock. I firmly grasped her hips and pounded into her. Her whole body jerking with each thrust. My cock, thick and hard pulsed and throbbed inside her. He walls clenching my cock for dear life. I felt her Gspot once I found it. And I relentlessly pounded into it, the tip of my dick rubbing against it. She cried out in pleasure, and her climax started to build quickly. I picked up my pace, plunging into her hard, deep, and fast. Giving her no time to catch her breath. She grunted with each thrust, stifling her screams. But I didn’t want her to silence them, I wanted her to scream my name. and her stifled screams were a direct challenge. And I never turn down a challenge.

I pulled out of her and flipped her over, her back pressed against the bed, I climbed on top of her and lifted her up by her legs. I found her entrance and dove back in. Pounding into her swollen flesh.

And that’s when she lost the challenge.

She cried out "Ambrose!" as she climaxed, and I rode it out. Rolling my hips now, rubbing her body against me. She gripped my cock so hard I thought she might keep it inside her.

With her climax peaking, I was about to finish, I pulled out, rolled off the bed, and stroked myself, finishing on the floor.

Panting and sweaty I leaned against the bedpost.

I look over at my pale princess, sprawled out and breathless on the bed. Her wet from sweat, her face flushed from the intense pleasure we just shared. Her chest fell and rose rapidly.

Looking at her like that, in my bed. Knowing she’s never had any other man inside her but me, knowing I did that too her. I could feel myself growing hard, again.

But I swallowed that feeling. I had to take my girl out on a date.

"Alright, let’s get you some late lunch and coffee, yeah?"