Chapter 186: Like Eating Cake

It was a full day’s journey to Riverrock.

The alliance with them has been sealed with the marriage.

Emmett’s wife had been welcomed properly into Riverrock Castle, and the heir had never looked so happy walking next to his new wife.

Not too long after the little feast they had after arriving here, the maids had arrived and escorted Beatrice to her new chambers. She sat down in a beautiful night dress on the bed, waiting for her husband to arrive so they could consummate the marriage.

But everyone knew who would actually be coming for the consummation. It wasn’t something that was spoken out loud, or something that was debatable. Even Emmett had no control over it.

He just needed to stay in his own chambers, and pretend it wasn’t happening. It’s the only way he could spare his swaying, cracking heart from the knowledge that his father was on his way to sleep with his bride.

Beatrice remained waiting.

From her peripheral vision, she glanced back to the unused door at the other side of the chambers. She had already had Jaime do a little digging during the feast to find out a few things about where she would be staying.

And it seems everything was going according to plan.

Beatrice stood up from the bed and walked around the room a little. It’s been a while since she felt so... light and free, probably because she was out of IronRidge and that blasted doll wouldn’t be able to reach her here.

Unless it’s actually a ghost.

She really hoped she was safe from it here. Her mother had shut the rumours at IronRidge, but here, no one would be able to save her.

Standing by the window, she stared up at the Moon.

A Full Moon.

She could hear the sound of howling from a long distance. Wolves going feral. Going into heat with their mates.

She didn’t have that.

The only chosen mate she had now was Emmett, and since they weren’t fated ones, the heat had no effect on them.

"Beatrice...,"

The woman groaned when she heard the tight, desperate whisper coming from behind the unused door. She knew Jaime wouldn’t be able to keep the goddamn man silent for long.

"My love, can you hear me?"

Of course she could. But she would rather pretend she didn’t and keep staring at the Silver round Moon while waiting for Alpha Conan to arrive and try to talk nonsense into her brain before attempting to sleep with her.

The plan was simple.

Jaime and Leopold would stop him before he could go too far. They would kill him and drag him off somewhere else.

No one would have any idea they were involved in his death.

And Beatrice would never have asked for Leo’s help. But unfortunately, it would take an Alpha heir and a young Alpha to kill Alpha Conan. They could not underestimate the man.

The moment she’d been dreading since she arrived here finally arrived, and the doors to the chambers opened.

Conan walked in.

She whirled around from the window, and when she saw him, surprise flashed across her eyes, "Alpha,"

"Beatrice," He sounded rowdy, his eyes taking her in. The night dress had tens of tiny buttons, and the material hugged her perfectly.

Still pretending like she hadn’t been expecting him, she reached for her robe and quickly threw it on, "Alpha, I wasn’t expecting you,"

He stepped closer to him, and Beatrice summoned all the self-control she could muster and kept the practised smile and grace on her lips.

He stopped right in front of her, his eyes brewing with desire. He reached up and gently tucked her hair behind her ear, his fingers lingering and curling over her skin, "You know, when I first saw you...it took everything in me not to pull you away from Leopold and fuck you right there against the wall,"

Well, that’s just uncouth and dirty.

Her eyes flew open, as she took a step away from him, "Alpha," She swallowed, "W...what are you talking about?"

He followed her, eyes stuck on her rosy lips, "Remember what I said about getting along with the family?"

She pretended to stumble.

"If you let me touch you, I can promise you that IronRidge would have nothing to worry about anymore," He grinned wickedly.

"Alpha, please. This isn’t—"

He suddenly snatched her waist and yanked her close till there was nowhere left to run. She could smell his breath now — wine and meat — and his hands gripped tight.

She could feel his erection pressed against her belly, the damn thing twitching and throbbing.

"It’s like a tradition here," He continued, his lips dragging up and down her neck, "I get to taste every new person here. Test the product. The Alpha’s blessing is needed for the go-ahead,"

Beatrice seriously wanted to puke. She didn’t know how much longer she could take this.

His hands reached down and they gripped her butt, pressing her even harder against his chest. His member poked even more against her abdomen, and she pushed against his chest but she was no match for him, "Alpha, this isn’t right. I’m married to your son,"

"And where is Emmett now to fuck you?!" He jeered and looked straight in her eyes, "Beatrice, you’re in my territory now. You’re under me, and you’ll submit to my every command,"

"So the rumours are true," She was trembling now, "You do this to people? You... sleep with them?"

"I fuck them, and they love it. I have a very big cock, Beatrice," He suddenly gripped her face too and held it in place, "And I’m very sure your pussy is going to love my cock, too. Just wait till I shove it inside of you, and you’ll tell me if you’ve ever had something as good as it,"

Her stomach churned badly, and she knew she was going to vomit any second now.

Also, what were Jaime and Leopold still waiting for?!

Conan then reached down, and his lips kissed hers. Her eyes flew open as a torrent of shock rocketed through her body, tears gathering in her eyes as the man smudged his lips all over hers like he was eating cake.

The unused door suddenly burst open, and two men came storming into the room.

Finally!