Alpha Of Darkness And The Half-Breed Healer

GAEL’S POV I feel like I have been charmed or something. The lady straddling me is doing a poor job at it, and I am starting to fall asleep. My poor dick seems to be crying out for help. I have sampled all of the fifteen concubines that I have and many other whores that I don’t think I want to keep sleeping with. But for some reason, they don’t possess that innocence and wildness that Sarah does. I thought there would be many others like Sarah. It just turns out each person is unique in their personality. I blame that witch of a half-breed. She got into my head, and I granted Sarah freedom, letting her slip out of my fingers like that.

“What the fuck!” I bellowed when I felt the hard slam on my dick. “Are you a novice or something?” I questioned, pushing her off me. I shoved too hard, and she landed on the ground with a thud. Kissing my teeth, I observed my poor junior to be sure it was fine.

“Get out! I don’t want to see your face. Where the hell did you come from?”

She gulped hard and got dressed quickly, running off. I need to start giving a first-hand test to whoever I bring into my household to serve me. Many of them would only make one dick get bruised. Huffing, I lay naked, watching my dick shrink a bit. Now I realize I am very horny. The girl doing a poor job at it was my problem. Sniffing, I reached for my phone and dialed Gemma. She picked on the first ring. I wonder if she ever does away with the phone.

“I need you at the packhouse in the next five minutes!” I said, hanging up when she began to squeal.

Inhaling deeply, I closed my eyes, enjoying the silence surrounding me. It is how a king should live. I often wonder what my life would be if my family weren’t a royal line. I probably will still be born into a wealthy household. My existence doesn’t suit a plain life.

The door burst open abruptly, jolting me out of my thoughts. Gemma panted heavily with a broad smile and just a thin cover cloth around her. She came just as I expected.

“I came through the woods as soon as you hung up.” She huffed, putting down the cloth.

Smiling crookedly, I pointed at my dick, already hardened at the sight of her. “It’s all in wait for you.”

Her eyes stared at my dick hungrily; she jumped on the bed and immediately dipped it into her mouth. A soft moan escaped my lips, closing my eyes to enjoy every bit of it. She made a gurgling sound, announcing just how deep she had swallowed my length. I laughed out all of a sudden.

She raised her head to look at me. “What’s wrong?”

“Didn’t you notice anything odd? I just had the dick in someone else’s pussy before you arrived.” I told her, feeling like the devil.

Gemma gasped; her face turned red immediately, and she looked like she would puke. Jumping off the bed, she attempted to head to the bathroom to wash her mouth. But I wasn’t done yet. She was getting off the bed at the same speed, but I pulled her back, not giving her enough time to collect herself. I turned her around against me while she gripped the bed frame, mumbling a plea. With one hand on her neck and another on her waist, I thrust into her, not minding the painful gasp she released.

Throwing my head to the back, I moaned as I thrust repeatedly, increasing the pace. My entire insides roared in delight as I burst into flames inside of her. Her body went limp, and she fell straight into the bed. Sighing heavily, I walked to the bathroom to get cleaned up. When I returned, she was seated with her arms wrapped around her knees. I expected her to say something, but she went to the bathroom instead, and the noise of her throwing up filled the room. The other girl’s pussy juice must be sour if Gemma sounds like she is going through a midlife crisis.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Her face was red when she finally stepped out after about twenty minutes. I crossed my leg on the couch, sipping the whiskey I poured myself. “Why do you always make a fuss every time?”

“You bastard!” She screamed, throwing a pillow at me.

I remained unfazed, “what’s that for?”

“How could you, Gael? What do I even mean to you? Do you have plans to kill me? Why would you let me suck on someone else’s rotten juice?” She had tears in her eyes.

“You are mistaken. There is nothing rotten about the sexy girl’s juice because you were sucking on the dick with relish. You are a wolf with a nose, and you would have known if it smelt or tasted bad. But I must admit, it was fun admitting the truth to you.”

Gemma gave me a disgusting glare. “Sometimes I hate how much I love you and how shabbily you treat me.” She let out In a shaky breath.

Rolling my eyes, I dropped the glass on the stool near the couch. “Come.” I invited, spreading my arms. She walked right into it shamelessly. “If I didn’t care about you, I wouldn’t have mentioned it in the first place. I would have let you think everything was fine. Just be sure I would never kiss you and send you back home. But here we are with you on my legs and me kissing you.” I teased, placing a light kiss on her lips. Lingering a bit to be sure there is no smell of pussy left. She did an excellent job washing her mouth; no wonder it took her so long to leave the bathroom.

My hand grabbed her neck gently and deepened the kiss, and she moaned into my mouth, wrapping her arm around my neck. I put a stop to it when her hands began to roam my body. Gemma can be challenging to please when she gets horny. Not because I can’t handle her, but I don’t see any reason to waste so much energy on one person when I can get to do a threesome or more.

“Go find something to wear.” I urged, smacking her ass. Obeying diligently, she walked to the closet to wear one of my clothes, which I am sure is a source of pride for her among her peers-things I do for love.

“You haven’t called me since that day. I was so happy when you did.” She said.

I snickered, picking my glass back up. Gemma’s response to the loss of my child that day annoyed me. But after sending Sarah off and getting down from my emotional state, I realized the miscarriage didn’t pain me, and it was just me probably trying to understand what the fuck was happening. Now that Sarah is gone, I sent her off myself. I promise never to get so emotional around any woman ever again. Not when many others can birth me as many pups as I want.

“You sounded very childish, and I just had to show you your place.” I mused.

“Baby.” Gemma cooed in a childish tone. “I’m sorry, I got you angry. But someone like Sarah isn’t worth sweating over. A mere cleaner’s child. You should know better.” Something flashed in her eyes, but I was too detached to notice.

“Will you spend the night?” I asked.

“I didn’t tell them where I was going, and my phone-”

“You can go if you won’t stay.” I interrupted.

She waved hurriedly, kneeling at my feet. “Oh, no, baby. I will stay, of course. I don’t think I can stay without my phone.”

“Send one of the packhouse guards to get it for you. I want to step out for a minute.” I said, buttoning up my shirt. “That reminds me, did you get the healer vaccine?”

Gemma grunted, rolling her eyes. “Leave it to my dad to ensure I get it even if I don’t want to. The family will get it this week. Do you want me to get it?”

“You should get it if your father is asking.”

“But I want your opinion.” She pouted.

I kissed my teeth, “don’t be stupid. Get the vaccine!” I snort, storming out of the room.

I feel irritated all of a sudden. The intention was to not be in the same room with Gemma for too long. I don’t think I will ever get used to someone in my space that long. But I desire her presence since it’s been over a week since I last saw her, and I miss her. That still doesn’t mean I want my space evaded. Like a controlled robot, I went to the other end of the pack house, where the healer’s abode was. I keep telling myself it’s just me taking a stroll. But the house is quite far from the main house to claim it’s not intentional.

To enable easy access, according to my father, there is another gate where you get to enter into the space of the clinic directly. It’s more of a mini institution that contains the work and living space of the staff, except that the healer is the only one with a luxurious bungalow to live in. Every other assistant isn’t a member of the packhouse. They commute from the town back and forth. My father ensured the three-bedroom bungalow was as homely as possible. My mother couldn’t live in it since she is a healer. But he built it regardless.

Years before my mother became a healer, the old healers had a place in the pack fully furnished and sponsored by the pack council. However, everything changed with my mum being the healer. My dad didn’t think she needed to leave the pack house to work, which brought about the newly erected buildings inside the packhouse. The pack members didn’t mind that there was a change in their access to the healer. They loved my mother too much.

I dipped my hand into my pocket, feeling overwhelmed suddenly. I don’t know what has gotten into me. I was the one who said the half-breed should stay far away from me, and here I am, standing in her vicinity. She took my words to heart, and I couldn’t smell her. Not like I want to. For some odd reason, today seems to stretch out a bit too long. There wasn’t much to do, which was why I had retired to my chambers to get fucked. Now I would like to spend some time with my friend. I need the company.

Dialing his contact while keeping my eyes on the house with its light turned on. I kicked at the ground.

“Hey, man,” I said into the receiver when he picked up.

“What’s up? Is everything okay?” Ezra asked.

“What do you mean?”

“You never call me, Gael. It is very new. What happened to you?”

I stuttered, “Drink with me.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Don’t you dare? Where you at?”

“Nia’s.”

Something twitched in my head, causing me to pause. “Wh-what?”

“Don’t make me say it. That name should ring a bell in your head.”

I kissed my teeth. “What are you doing with the half-breed at this time of the day?”

“I’m helping her sort the vaccines at the clinic.”

“But you just said you are at her house.”

There was a pause, and something like a chuckle in the background came on. “I just responded. I am still with Nia either way.”

“Did she just laugh at me?” I gritted.

Ezra scoffed from the other end, “Don’t get too excited. Where are you? I will meet you. It’s not like you will be concerned if I get done here or not. So it’s better to come to you when your highness is still playing nice.”

“I’m glad you know better.” I hissed, kicking at the floor hard before hanging up.

Why am I so angry? I wouldn’t say I like it when I can’t pinpoint the reason for my emotions. I love to know their origin; that way, I can harness whatever emotion it is. Ezra was out in no time, and he had a pleased look on his face.

“I want to wipe that smug look off your face.” I sneered.

He snickered, “saucy much. What would you like to drink? Should we leave the pack house for a drive?”

“That sounds nice,” I replied. “Is your car key with you?”

“Always.” He mused, showing off the key.

I didn’t say anything else until we got to the car. The silence was comfortable, but I had many questions that I intended to ask.

“Tell me something. What’s this sudden closeness between you and Nia?”

“Oh, oh!” He laughed loudly. “Did you just say her name?”

I cursed under my breath, “That wasn’t intentional. Answer the damn question.”

He focused his eyes on the road, his face softened. “I think I might have a soft spot for her. She is sweet, intelligent, and, most of all, very caring. I love how she loves those around her.”

“That sounds very lame. I thought you were into one of the pack council daughters?”

“Well, she fell pregnant. She already had someone in mind and was only leading me on.”

“Which means I would have been responsible for the pregnancy if I had laid with her,” I whined, sucking my teeth.

Ezra snorted, “That will serve you right for always digging in every available mine.”

“Back to the matter, you will ruin your family name by involving yourself with the half-breed like that.”

“How does that concern you?”

“You are my Beta, after all. Shouldn’t I be concerned? How about my godchildren? What do you think will become of them?” I questioned. 

“Bold of you to assume I will make you any of my children’s godfathers.”

“Bold of you to think you aren’t impotent.” I retorted, feeling pained.

“You crazy, Alpha. You don’t need to worry about my future family and I. Worry about yourself. I assure you the pack’s council is cooking something on your behalf.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s bad luck for an Alpha to remain unmarried for so long. Having a Luna isn’t just for you to warm your bed. It’s for the pack’s progress, too. There is a need for a woman’s touch. You can’t rule with just your dick.”

“Oh, please. The only problem here is me getting an heir.”

“It’s beyond that. You lead a horrifying lifestyle. Now that I think of it, why don’t you make Gemma the Luna? She won’t mind the concubines, of course.” Ezra grinned, making a face as he drove.

I wanted to tickle him so severely, but then I had to remind myself that we would both die if he lost focus. “Gemma would have all of them poisoned to death.” I sighed.

Ezra coughed out all of a sudden.

“You okay?” I inquired.

“Of course I am. Why would you mention poison so casually?”

“I’m only saying that because it’s something Gemma is very much capable of.”

“Oh.” He let out, pausing for a while. “What if you find out that one of the concubines got pregnant, and Gemma gave her poison to get rid of the baby.”

I sniffed, turning my face to the window. “All due respect to Elder Ezekiel, but he would lose a child, and it’s a shame that is the only one he has. He had better get ready to birth another child or adopt.” I replied.

“Right! Let’s get to that bar.” Ezra mused, turning up the radio. Now, that’s better.