Riek’s POV

I'm about to say which is most suitable out when a Bentley pulls up in front of me, panic runs across my veins. I sense danger but Fridolf doesn't seem to realize what's going on. He's still persisting with me to answer his questions. Two masked men come out, each with a handgun. I want to scream, I look around no one in sight, I now regret taking a lonely road. I want to run back with Fridolf in my arms but they would shoot me, even if they don't, I wouldn't be faster than them. Though a gamma, I'm not a good athlete but a good wrestler. I learned defense skills from the age of three but they are useless now, as I stand before two armed, masked men who are ready to shoot if I make any movement.

One of them reaches out for Fridolf and takes him along. At this point I thought they were child kidnappers, not until the second taped my mouth and dragged me into the back of the car. I realize they are actually two men already sitting in front, also masked and armed. Immediately I was pulled into the car, the door shut and they zoomed off.

Inside the car, I cry the tears I've never cried before. Why should all these be happening to me? My son's question just took my mind back to the horrible incident that occurred five years ago, now another is happening right now. I shake, trying to free myself from the man's grip whose arms are already bounding me.

"Will you be still?" He thunders, I shake in fear. I would want to ask where he is taking me to, who they are but my mouth is taped. "Mommy, mommy!" Fridolf cries, the other man quickly covers his mouth with his palms to prevent him from crying to the hearing of passersby.

The hours spent inside the car seem like forever, it's getting dark. I remember I left my son's school at around 1:30 PM, or to be more accurate, a few minutes to two. With the already dark atmosphere, it must be around seven or getting to eight in the evening. I wonder where these men are taking me to, the drive consuming many hours signifies that I'm being taken to another pack because no location within the Snow Moon Pack would take more than three hours, though it's a very large pack, it wouldn't take more than these.

After some time I don't know exactly how many hours it is, we arrive before a giant gate, the driver honks and the gate opens. Were they already waiting for us? Then I realized that the men might have been communicating with them through texts, they were fiddling with their phones. They drive into the compound, dimly lit with golden lights at strategic points. The tape is removed from my mouth.

"You can shout now." The man that taped me mocks. Their masks are removed, knowing there is no use now, what will I do with them now, instead I'm crying for my son as he's taken to a different direction by one of the gang.

"I don't want to lose him! I don't wanna lose him!" I scream, crying my voice out of my throat.

"There's no escape for you now," he hisses. "We are taking you to our master."

Which master is he talking about? I feel goosebumps come up all over my body. When he sees that I can no longer walk down the stairs on my own, as my legs are shaking he carries me in his arms. We descend the stairs which are just so dark, I get scared that I would be killed or held hostage here. I can't even see through but marvel at how he and the two men walking after him are able to navigate their way through this tunnel.

The door opens, I nearly gasp at the extravagant, beautifully lighted and glamorous room which is very massive, a big sized bed covered with a golden cover and a golden chandelier which emanates golden rays on the room. Suddenly a strong scent hits me, the scent of peach, passionfruit and raspberries mixed together. The scent fills my nose and overwhelms me. I hope it's not what I'm thinking? I say inside me. I feel my wolf howl in what I would describe as excitement and sorrows.

"What's it?" I ask my wolf, it goes mute and refuses to say even a word.

The small door by the side opens, a tall, muscular and handsome man emerges from the inner room. The scent becomes more powerful taking the whole of me. The word 'mate' rings in my mind. It repeats the second time and the third. The reality I'd been trying to avoid hits me so hard in the face, it's impossible to deny now.

"Do I have to meet my mate under this circumstance?" I cry to my wolf but she doesn't say anything, my tension increases. The man raises his hand and gestures to the men to go. They drop me on the floor and walk away, closing the door behind me. Fear rises to its peak in my chest as I'm left alone with this man, his frightening aura surrounding me. I begin to shake in great terror as he walks with the aura of death towards me, as he walks up, I feel like the demon himself is walking towards me. I keep my face bowed as I sit on the ground, not being able to look at his face.

His hand raises my head rudely. "Look at my eyes!" He growls. Reluctantly I stare into his eyes with shaky eyes, I squeak as his charming blue eyes pierce on me and into my skin. "You're my mate and I had to send my men to get you here!" He says coldly, no element of emotion, neither hate or interest in his tone but then his countenance changes. Interest sets into his eyes as he caresses my face with his fingers.

Riek’s POV

I want to say, I'm not your mate, if I've never thought of rejecting my mate when I meet him, I would now. I can't imagine myself spending the rest of my life with a man like this who looks like the son of the devil, a mafia among shifters, there's no accurate word to describe the man standing before me now, if we were in the animal kingdom, I would say he's a lion, a fierce looking lion.

"Stand up!" He says in his deep voice, his eyes fixed rigidly on me, my legs shake underneath my weight. "I'm glad to have you with me." I exhale some air out, with frustration filling into me. How can I predict what would happen to me here?

"Who are you?" I'm forced to ask after a while. He bursts into a loud laughter, then he looks at me again. "I'm Alpha Conri, the prospective ruler of this pack, the Superclaw Pack." I gasp.

The Superclaw Pack is the largest pack with a population of over two million shifters, their wolves are the biggest, fastest and strongest among all werewolves. I'm so astonished right now, am I dreaming? I'm a mate to the Alpha of such a great pack but I heard that there was a controversy about his status, he was going to be a full Alpha and take the rulership of the pack once he found his mate. It had been some long distance story which I can't determine its level of accuracy.

"I'm not sure I'm your mate. Please release me. I want to go to my son, I want my son." My tears draw some pity from him, I observe his changing countenance, his fierce eyes are beginning to grow into a pale one.

"Don't worry your son is safe," he says in a cold voice. Then he carries me into his arms to the bed, my head arch, my spirit weak but my wolf is growling. He steadies me on the bed, caresses my body, I begin to feel a deep and strong emotional bond with him, tension which was fast building up in my chest starts to fade. He starts unbuttoning his shirt and pulls it off, my lips hanging loose in amazement at his broad, muscular and perfect chest, chiseled arms and abs.

He unbuckles his belt and pulls down his trousers, I open my eyes wide in astonishment as his throbbing member strains so hard against his black panties, I'm afraid that it would tear the next moment. He walks to me in the midst of the bed, sits before me and reaches out for the hem of my T-shirt. I feel so weak to decline or protest, I'm weak with passion.

"You're the girl I've been waiting for." He declares calmly. I hope he will still say this after he hears my story. I would love to hide my story from him and everyone. I don't want my ordeal to leave my mouth and spread to anyone further, let it end with my pack members who got to know it. He reaches to the tip of my jeans, unzips it and pulls it down. I'm left in just a bra and a string pant. I curl up my legs in front of me quite shy, the pains of the aftermath of what occurred to me five years now flies into me, making me believe that I'll once again feel the same pain. Nervousness sets in.

"What's wrong?" Conri asks, demanding an answer to the statement he made some minutes earlier, his voice is gentle, he brushes my hands. I keep mute, he grows impatient. "Speak! Why aren't you answering my question?" I shiver in fear?

"I'm sorry but I'm not ready for this!" I say almost on the verge of tears. He sternly stares at me, I glance down in fright. I'm expecting him to rise and beat me up, forcing his way into me but no, instead of this, he caresses me slowly.

"I know all you've passed through but I'm sorry about those, just let them go. You know it's history." His start is full of compassion, then it culminates into sarcasm. I get dumbfounded at this, how did he just know I passed through some stuff in the past or what I'm thinking of right now in my mind.

"I..I don't.." I stammer, wanting to ask how he got to know I'm a survivor of some miserable occurrences. With the statement he just made, he has a clue of what happened to me in the past.

With a wave of his hand, he dismisses my question, making me stop halfway. "Let's face reality now." He presses me down against the bed, and before I release the next breath, he sinks his canines into my neck. My wolf growls in ecstasy as this takes place, he withdraws his teeth and begins to suck passionately on the spot. I feel a sharp pain on my neck, I take my hand to feel the spot but he brushes it off and continues to suck on it passionately.

He trails his lips to my cleavage where he lingers for a while, then he grows impatient. Conri reaches to the hook of my bra behind, unhooks it. I let the straps of the bra fall over my shoulders, he growls, cupping my succulent breasts. Lust sparks in his eyes. He places his lips on one of my nipples which has already gotten hard for him. He lingers at the tip with his tongue, I moan in ecstasy, I've never experienced this before, I know this might have occurred to me while that happened but this' my first time of feeling this, he finishes with the left and moves on to the right to give me the same pleasure. I can't stop moaning. When his finger parts my legs and slides into my pussy, I scream in ecstatic bliss.

Conri carefully observes my face to see how the pleasure is having its way into me.

Riek’s POV

He slides the second finger inside me, I moan louder. As he strokes deep inside me, to and fro, his lips are sucking my nipples quite hard, he pinches my left and bites the right with his teeth, I growl in pain mixed with pleasure.

"You've seen nothing yet, by the time I drive my rod into you, you'll know what's called bliss." I growl in response. He seems tired of stroking me with my pants on, he drags it down below my feet and throws it on the floor. He pushes himself backward and I alongside, he gets out of the bed. Standing, he forces me to my knees. Taking his cock in his hands, he strokes it playfully with desire in his eyes. I raise my eyes to his, peering into them for a while, I then get his rod into my right hand. I start by fondling it, I give it a light kiss. He groans in pleasure. I begin my work on his cock.

My tongue rounds his balls, I enjoy myself as I do this, I feel the bliss that's going on right inside him now. Conri shoots me a lustful glance, as permission to continue, a compliment that I'm doing well. I take it deep into my mouth, sucking it to and fro with the same rhythm he used in stroking me. He holds my hair and helps me push in and out, ecstasy fills my entire being as he gags me.

"I can't wait to do the main thing with you tonight," he says with a tone filled with undercurrents of lust.

As I gag him, I remember I came here with my son. "Where is my son, Alpha?" Curiosity sparks inside me, I blame myself for letting pleasure take away the sense of caring to know the whereabouts of Fridolf and his safety, he's the only one I have right now as family, my own blood.

"He's safe!" Conri mutters and doesn't say a word further. I heave a sigh of relief, I find myself trusting him due to the firmness and certainty in his voice. He carries me off the floor to the bed where he places me carefully on it, then spreads my legs wide. Desire for his cock penetrates deep into my heart and soul, I giggle in ecstasy but fighting hard to stop the reaction inside me, I don't wanna sound naive or inexperienced.

Before I take him in, I need to ask him when my son would come to me, I gulp down the lump in my throat then part my lips which are feeble. It's kind of annoying that I'd be asking him about Fridolf again despite his countless replies that he's fine. I clear my throat which is already getting stuck with saliva.

"I'm sorry about this question I intend to ask, but when will Fridolf get to see me again?" Meekness gets inculcated into my tone to ward off any bit of anger that might seem to arise.

"In the morning you'll see me." Relief travels into my mind, now I can enjoy my bliss in peace after all I'll get to see my son in a few hours.

"Is his name Fridolf?"

"Yes," I nod. I begin to wonder how he's saying and asking questions with a sense of familiarity like he knows me before. I can't cope with it again, so I decided to bring the topic up.

"You seem to know a lot of things about me by the way you talk and ask questions?" I recall when he said that he sent his men to pick me up, I decided to put up this question also, I need answers to them because I feel there are some secrets he's hiding from me. "How did you know my location to have your men track me down?" This is even more surprising as my pack is not close to his, you have to pass about seven packs before you reach it.

"I know you'd ask about these." He grins, I stare at him with puzzlement in my eyes. "You'll know all these with time, I can't say further than that but I just plead you don't get angry when you discover the answers to the questions you've been seeking answers to for years."

"What? I don't get what you mean." He waves his hand at me again, I feel if he doesn't want to reply to a question, he does this. I keep looking at him if he would be pressured to talk further but he has closed that chapter, I heave heavily. Conri parts my legs with much passion, he isn't interested in clearing my curiosity but in what we are about to do.

I groan in pain and pleasure when he shooves his heavy organ inside me, the imaginary scene of my rape five years ago plays before me although I wasn't conscious. It seems so real, there must be some mystery connected with this which I'm yet to discover. He thrusts deep and begins to pump with a fury that is not mortal or can be attributed to any man, I would say he's acting like a robot right now.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

I find myself screaming within me. He withdraws, turns my ass to face him.

"Spread your legs wide." I do and he pushes his shaft into me, pouncing on me from behind, the bed shakes with great motion. I'm flying on cloud nine, more and more higher as we keep changing style. Conri is so experienced and energetic, he touches me just at the right place, curls up his cock inside me just the way that creates sensations within me. I never knew sex could be so sweet. The pain I started this with has faded paving way to a great portion of ecstasy and bliss.

Conri groans from deep within his throat.

A warm pool of pleasure gathers in my core as his long, turgid rod bounces to and fro causing the walls of my womanhood to contract with a regular rhythm.