Chapter 74

Helen POV

I felt lethargic the night following Scott’s execution. My head hurt, my stomach turned, but it wasn’t in grief. It felt more like relaxation. Everything had come to a head and finally, it seemed like things were shifting into our favor.

Justin was trying hard to get me moving, kissing my lips until I woke up and kissed him back. He grinned, pulling the blankets backwards to pull me out of bed once and for all.

I groaned, but obliged, leaning into an embrace against his chest.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

I shrugged slightly. “I’m okay, Justin. Just a little bit in shock.”

“He had it coming, Helen. You know that.”

And I did know that. I swallowed my shock and moved on with the night. Justin gently swayed to the silence between us, rocking us back and forth in a smooth dance.

“Let’s go out tonight, mate,” he hummed into my neck. “I want to get away from all of this trouble. We should relax and unwind.”

“What if Juden comes after us?”

He kissed the side of my neck. “We can’t live in fear of him forever, Helen. Scott is gone now. That is one less advisory we have to worry about. Randy can monitor the pack and we can go out for drinks and dancing. We deserve this.”

He was right, too. We deserved to relax for once. It was hard living in constant fear of being stabbed, attacked, used against Justin but his father, and countless other ways we’ve been attacked lately.

I nodded at last and kissed Justin on my way to go get dressed. I threw on a short, pretty dress that hugged my figure perfectly. Justin was drooling at the sight. I slipped into some short heels and Justin wore a nice dress shirt and slacks.

We looked normal for once. As normal as a Lycan Alpha can with his Snow-White Luna.

Randy set us off in a little car that the pack had when it was Small Oak pack and Justin tore through the roads, headed for the nearest human city possible.

I sat back, legs kicked up on Justin’s lap as he sped away in silence.

We had money now from Small Oak, we had gold and silver left behind in the river to pick from and we were finally recognized as a real pack. We would get to act normal for the night.

I buzzed in anticipation.

“Here, let’s try this place,” he said, parking in front of a beautiful, thumbing nightclub. He opened my door and tossed the keys to the valet driver. “You look delicious, Helen.”

He kissed my hand, holding it tight as we made our way through the nightclub. He paid for a VIP booth, locked behind a velvet rope and curtains that were tied back for now, exposing the humans that danced and drank all around.

Justin sat down, ordering a bottle, and pulled me onto his lap. I rested my back into his chest, feeling his cock rock solid against the small of my back.

I giggled into his throat, taking our drinks and tipping the glass to his lips to sip. He smiled. He loved being catered to by his mate, he loved when he was treated like an Alpha by me. He loved being loved.

“I love you,” he said in my ear, his lips kissing the back of my neck. “So much, mate.”

I was a few drinks down already and waved for another, feeling light to the world as I leaned into Justin’s hold. His hands roamed up my legs, around my hips and to my chest, feeling me all over through my dress.

I hiccupped a laugh, watching him enjoy the sight of me so loose with alcohol for once.

“Get up. Close the curtains,” he snarled.

I could hardly hear his growling voice over the loud music but I did what he told me to. I untied all the curtains, leaving our both covered in red velvet in the middle of the club, heavy music blaring over the speakers.

Justin kicked the table clean, glasses and bottles falling to the floor. He grabbed me by the back of my neck and bent me over the table, his hand flying hard through the air. He slapped my ass so hard I yelped out, wondering if it could be heard over the music, or if it was drowned in the volume of it.

He pulled my dress up over my ass, pushing my lacey, wet panties to the side with his throbbing cock. I hissed a breath, nervously waiting for him to fill me.

Taking control, I stepped back, pushing him deep into my core and hearing him growl in response.

He spanked me a second time, my ass welted in his palm. He chuckled as I squirmed, unintentionally moving my tight sex over his arousal. The mixture of surprise pain and utter pleasure swirled around in my head.

I felt static in orgasm with every pushing thrust into my slick folds.

“Fuck, Helen,” he growled.

The music was fast and hard, mimicked in Justin’s pelvis movements. He was going to cum, he wanted to tease me through the amazement of his cock in my sex, and I panted endlessly.

I threw myself forward, releasing him from my pussy on purpose.

He snarled, his hand on my throat when I stood to face him.

Placing my palms on his chest, I calmed his needs down, ushering him to sit on the couch.

He abided, despite wanting to. I parted his knees and fell to mine, rubbing his length with my hands while my tongue dragged all over the rim of his dick. He leaned his head back, powerful and at ease, allowing me to stroke him with my lips.

After everything we went through today, I thought he deserved the pleasure of my mouth, of his focus on being pleased, and I wanted him to know that everything he has done for me is not overlooked.

I sucked my mate off for easily an hour, gripping his drenched cock and letting the tip brush the back of my throat. He was on edge for so long but held back, savoring this moment for as long as he could handle it.

He pressed his hand on the back of my head, a signal he was near the end, and grabbed a fistful of my hair. He thrusted savagely hard, forcing my eyes to meet his while he lifted his hips off the couch to fuck me properly in my lips.

The music traveled through me, his cock ramming into me, and I felt so powerful in this moment.

“I. Love. You,” he growled between his final thrusts.

I drank his sweet, honey come as it shot through my mouth, dragging my tongue up his shaft for one final tease. He collapsed in relief, his hand releasing the hold he had on my hair by this point.

My thighs were soaking wet by now and my arousal was sharp in the air. I just wanted to make sure Justin had his reward, that he was serviced and pleased and happy, but when I stood up to open the curtains, he grabbed my wrist and yanked me back in front of him.

“Not done yet, little wolf,” Justin snapped.