The Wicked Deeds

I was in London conducting pack business with my Uncle Thorn. We were at his home, Eltham Palace, which was a large house in Eltham, within the Royal Borough of Greenwich, South East London, England. I wanted to go home so desperately. I'd been in Eltham for the past two weeks now forming alliances with other pack leaders from different territories, from any unwanted threat that could cause any damage to our own pack in the near future.

I was relieved when Uncle Thorn brought an end to our meeting. Everyone was getting out of there seats ready to leave. I got up last making my way to the door.

"Julian, a minute please." I hissed a curse under my breath. I stopped abruptly, turning around looking at him. My face hadn't been shaven in weeks since my time in London. I was tired and downright exhausted from all the meet and greet from these pack leaders. But what are you going to do when you're father dies while going to war? Run away? No. Cry? Naah, way too easy. You take over and deal with being an Alpha for your pack and make sure that every pack member is safe under your protection. My mother died while giving birth to me. She was a brazilian dancer, from a middle class background and my father was American. They met when he came to conduct business for his pack and saw her at the market where they clicked instantly and fell madly in love. My father said she was his beautiful dançarino - meaning dancer, that she could always put a smile on his face or make his day whenever she danced.

He never found his mate. But my mother was just his mate and he was okay with that.

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I am Jamaican bound in the beautiful caribbean region. I am a lover of books and music. My hobbies are reading, swimming, dancing, watching movies and meeting new people. I like people who have a sense of individuality. I love expression, anything awkward and imperfect, because that's natural and real. I believe at 16 or even 21 nobody is worth stressing over. Like move on, leave people behind. Go find yourself, the world is yours. Life goes on.

I stopped explaining myself when I realized people only understand from their level of perception. *Palms face*

I learned to get over shit quick. Whether it's letting you go, whoop your ass or forgive you. I'm over it and refocused....

I approached him. He was still seated in his chair with the same haggard expression that was on my face was now reflected on his. Truth be told my uncle has always been that father figure in my life since my father died. "Yes." I stated coolly.

"Nephew you know you're like the son I never had and I want the best for you at all times. You're a great leader Jules but with your Luna by your side, you'll be invincible. Something I think your father wanted before he died." I looked at him not giving away anything. My features set hard and grim. "You have nothing to say nephew?" My uncle asked looking at me intently.

"Come on, Thorn. I don't want to discuss this right now. Gosh!" I said in a exasperated tone. My hand now resting on my jaw.

I am Jamaican bound in the beautiful caribbean region. I am a lover of books and music. My hobbies are reading, swimming, dancing, watching movies and meeting new people. I like people who have a sense of individuality. I love expression, anything awkward and imperfect, because that's natural and real. I believe at 16 or even 21 nobody is worth stressing over. Like move on, leave people behind. Go find yourself, the world is yours. Life goes on.

I stopped explaining myself when I realized people only understand from their level of perception. *Palms face*

I learned to get over shit quick. Whether it's letting you go, whoop your ass or forgive you. I'm over it and refocused....

"I swear Jules, just find your mate and give me some nieces and some nephews. I need them to annoy the crap out of me every now and then, probably even break some furniture while they're at it." He said while rubbing his chin.

"Calm down nephew. I just want you to be happy. With a female who can put you in your place. Maybe when you meet her she'll be able to tame you." He said while looking at into my soul less eyes. I laugh throwing my head back at his preposterous comment.

"Are you serious right now? A woman, this so called "mate" of mine is going to do what? Tame me? You seem to forget that am an Alpha. I dictate and people damn well listen. No female is going to tame me or even dictate anything to me, especially this mate!" I spat. The word sounding foreign on my tongue.

"You will yield Julian, mate or not you will yield." He said a stern look taking over his features.

I am Jamaican bound in the beautiful caribbean region. I am a lover of books and music. My hobbies are reading, swimming, dancing, watching movies and meeting new people. I like people who have a sense of individuality. I love expression, anything awkward and imperfect, because that's natural and real. I believe at 16 or even 21 nobody is worth stressing over. Like move on, leave people behind. Go find yourself, the world is yours. Life goes on.

I stopped explaining myself when I realized people only understand from their level of perception. *Palms face*

I learned to get over shit quick. Whether it's letting you go, whoop your ass or forgive you. I'm over it and refocused....

"Never Uncle Thorn, mate or not will I ever yield." I said giving him a death glare before leaving the room. I made my way outside, across the court yard and towards my motorcycle. I started the motorcycle, bringing the beast to life. I put on my helmet as I sped down the road heading into the cold night.

My hands gripped the handle bars even more tightly, my knuckles turning white. I rode hard, everything passing me in a swift blur. I approach a pub on Holly Grove Street called Chronicles. Chazz, my beta, was waiting in the pub. I parked my motorcycle in a free slot for motorcycles only. I took off my helmet and placed it on the handle of the bike. I ran my hand through my dark brown hair as I approach the door to Chronicles. I enter the pub scanning the room for Chazz and located him at the bar drinking a glass of whiskey on the rocks.

I went over to the bar and plopped down on one of the empty stools beside Chazz. I signal the bartender and order the same drink like Chazz. He appeared a second later with the drink in hand as he place it down in front of me. I took a sip of the drink, feeling the tingling effect rippling through my entire body.

"You look like crap." Chazz finally said, as he gave a glance over my appearance. "And on the edge too. What happened?"

I ran my hand over my face as to let out my frustrations. "Nothing. Just me finding my mate and shit. Thorn's idea of course, not mine." I shrugged.

"I see. He probably saying she's going to tame you. But knowing you, that will never happen." He said, slurring over his words a bit.

"No fucking way." I said shaking my head side to side in agreement.

"When are we leaving?" Chazz asked.

"Tomorrow at noon. Then when we arrive back home the men want to play a game of rugby. You up for it?" I asked drinking the rest of my drink. Chazz then turn and face me, a smile tugging at his lips as he looked at me with his ocean blue eyes.

"I'm going to kick your ass Jules." He said. I laugh at his ridiculous comment as I signal the bartender for another round of drinks. We sat there for awhile drinking before we officially called it a night.

***The next day at the Martha Vineyard pack territory***

Chazz wasn't kidding when he said he was going to kick my ass. We arrive home around noon. I didn't bother to stop by Elana. I went straight to my house and change into some black shorts, black sneakers and a white V-neck shirt (that I later tore off during the game). We were in the woods where we could play without any interruptions. Because these sports tend to get intense and gruesome among werewolves.

The sky look overcast as the clouds appeared dark and slightly grey. A flash of lightening illuminated across the sky and the thunder rumbled in the air. The wolves howl in sheer excitement at this moment. Later, the rain began to pour turning the dry dirt into a muddy pit. Everyone was in formation, waiting for the whistle to blow to give us the signal to start the game. The referee blow the whistle commencing the game. I had the ball in my possession, I saw an angry Chazz tackling roughly at my teammates, my team members fought hard to keep Chazz side away from me. I saw Darius near the end and throw the ball in his direction. He caught it and run for the touch down, landing proudly in the mud.

I look at Chazz to see he was livid. He was breathing hard with his hands on his hips. I laughed even more. This was the second half of the game and the last play. Chazz and my team were tie with 25 points each. The referee called a time out and I huddle my men at the side of the field. We drank Gatorade as I was talking to them. They nod to indicate they were listening. "Listen men we can win and I'm taking out Chazz by any means necessary! So let's kick ass!" I yelled and they howled in response. We went back on the field Chazz looking at me, with his face still livid.

"I'm going to fuck you up Jules, Alpha or not." He hissed. Chazz was always hot head when it came to rugby. I laugh, as we took our positions on the field. The referee blow the whistle once again and we were passing the ball like our life depend on it. Brian pass the ball to Chadwick, and Chadwick to me. In an instant, I was tackled by Chazz letting out a lethal growl. He took the ball and pass it to Derek. I quickly took foot, but saw he had already thrown the ball to Shawn, who was at the far end on the field. But the ball missed Shawn going over his head.

He quickly dodge into the woods and I headed in there to go get it right behind him.

I quicken my steps as I made my way into the woods for the ball. But that wasn't the only thing that caught my attention. A strong scent of Vanilla and Jasmin played with my senses making me go slightly dizzy. The scent filled my nostrils consuming me with lust and desire.

Shit!

This couldn't be possible. Mate...

I growled, loudly.

~~~Scarlett Ross's Pov

I walked through the woods to make my way home. Short cut I called it, it beats walking on the straight. My white blouse was now drenched, my black bra now visible in the moon light. My brown shorts that stopped mid-thigh was also wet and my boots were covered in mud. My dark hair was now wet and framing my face. I heard faint sounds coming from a distance. I made my way to the loud noise that seem to have reverberated through the entire woods.

I came upon wolves playing mud rugby and knocking down there opponent with such ferocity and agility. I saw very two handsome men making their way toward the center of the field. One had blonde hair and was covered in mud. His nice blonde hair was now a dirty and muddy, but he didn't seem to care. He had the most bluest set of eyes I've ever seen. He said something to the other Greek god male. Oh. My. God. This other male was a babe! He had dark brown hair that was disheveled, I saw him rip off his white t-shirt exposing his rippling six pack. He had a tattoo on his right arm. I couldn't make it out properly. He had a dangerous aura about him.

I saw the blonde attack him and he let out a ferocious, but sexy growl and attack the other male. They both went into woods after the ball. I decided to take my leave right there and then. I was walking when I saw the sexy male and another male talking. He seem to be upset. Angry was more like it. "LEAVE! NOW!" He yelled to the other male.

"Y-y-yes A-alpha" stammered the other male. And he left with the ball in his possession.

Alpha?

Alpha for what pack?

I thought I knew all the Alpha's around this area. I guess not.

He scan the woods seem hell bent on looking for something or perhaps someone. I saw his irises turn a beautiful shade of gold. My breath hitched in my throat. I was hidden behind the shrubs. Pretty sure out of this Alpha's reach. But I spoke too soon. He was making his way toward me in huge strides.

Shit!

Before he could remove the bush, I ran, but was tackled by his lean, hard and powerful body. He now hovered over me. I was staring in his beautiful golden eyes. His breath fan my skin.

"Damn you!" He hissed.

I swallowed hard. He stared in the depths of my green eyes. I stared back in his. I was trying to get out of his grasp, but he was too strong.

"Release me now" I said my voice sounding firm. My body was now betraying me as it was beginning to like the feel of him on top of me.

"Who are you female?" His voice was deep and lethal. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. His face was close to my neck and he flicked out his tongue and trace the tip of my ear lobe. It was the most erotic thing anyone has ever done to me. My legs were becoming jelly and a pooling sensation was forming between my thighs. His hands found my wrists and pinned them above my head. I was never one to be a damsel in distress especially to this sexy male. And that pissed me off. Who the hell does he think he is!

"Hey! Release my hands now you giant mutt!" I yelled wiggling my hips trying to break free but it was useless. He seem to have groan at my failed attempt.

I am Jamaican bound in the beautiful caribbean region. I am a lover of books and music. My hobbies are reading, swimming, dancing, watching movies and meeting new people. I like people who have a sense of individuality. I love expression, anything awkward and imperfect, because that's natural and real. I believe at 16 or even 21 nobody is worth stressing over. Like move on, leave people behind. Go find yourself, the world is yours. Life goes on.

I stopped explaining myself when I realized people only understand from their level of perception. *Palms face*

I learned to get over shit quick. Whether it's letting you go, whoop your ass or forgive you. I'm over it and refocused....

"Open your fucking mouth!" He growled. I gasp at his tone, making my mouth open. He took the opportunity and kiss me again. Harder this time. His lips were soft but firm. His tongue found mine and he moan at the contact. I rotated my hips and he seemed to have liked it. I felt his shaft hardening as it was sinking in my lower abdomen. It also felt big.

Oh gods.

He sucked on my tongue and his incisors nipped at my bottom lip. His free hand trace it's way to my breast giving it a tight squeeze. A breathy moan escaped my lips. His tongue trace the outer layer of my lips causing an involuntary shudder from my body.

"So beautiful. Mine. Only mine." He murmur against my lips.

Hmm, god he's delicious!

"JULIAN! JULIAN!" He let out an animalistic growl while baring his sharp teeth. I shuddered at the sight. The golden irises seem more prominent this time and held meaning as he was getting off of me. He turn his back to me and clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white.

"Stay away." Was all he said before he left.

I suddenly felt cold with embarrassment, as he walked away in the direction of his name calling.

Bastard.

~~~Julian Cesario's Pov

As if Chazz heard my thoughts he said, "What the fuck just happenend?!"

Shit! What the fuck just happened?!

Looking at me with concern in his eyes. I rubbed both my hands over my face. I wish I could tell you but I don't know what happened either, I said to myself.

"Look it doesn't even matter, we've got to get ready for the dinner party tonight."

Dinner party? With who? Damn the vixen made me forget about my dinner with a pack leader.

If Chazz hadn't come looking for me I would have taken the little thing right then and there. Gosh she was a sight to take in. Her white blouse clung to her beautiful caramel skin revealing her black bra. Her little breast were stiff when my chest was pressed down on her. Her dark raven hair frame her face perfectly even though it was wet. Her pink lips were soft and pouty. And those eyes! Shit! She had the most beautiful pair of green eyes I've ever seen. Holy shit. She was driving me wild. I haven't felt such a heavy attraction towards any female before. It's the bond! Even so it was damn strong and damn powerful. My shaft was throbbing to enter her. Damn!

"Chazz cancel the dinner. We'll go tomorrow. Tell them something came up." Chazz nod his head in agreement.

We arrived back at the pack house. I told Chazz later and made my way to my house. I unlock the door and instantly began to strip. By the time I reach to the bathroom I was already naked. I went in the shower and turn on the shower jets and feel the warm water hit my skin. The water was warm and soothing, and the memories of my mate came flooding back. I place my head against the cool metallic wall within the confines of the shower, with my pulsating shaft in my hand. Fuck! Her sweet moans rang through my ears as they were the sweetest sounds I've ever heard from any female. I was now stroking my shaft even harder. I growled loudly as I make my release.

I swear by the gods she's going to pay for this.

I came out the shower an hour later after coming more times than I could count. I grab a towel off the rack and wrap it around my waist. I made my way to my room and found that my door was already open.

Elana.

"What do you want Elana?" I asked, not bothering to turn on the light.

I am Jamaican bound in the beautiful caribbean region. I am a lover of books and music. My hobbies are reading, swimming, dancing, watching movies and meeting new people. I like people who have a sense of individuality. I love expression, anything awkward and imperfect, because that's natural and real. I believe at 16 or even 21 nobody is worth stressing over. Like move on, leave people behind. Go find yourself, the world is yours. Life goes on.

I stopped explaining myself when I realized people only understand from their level of perception. *Palms face*

I learned to get over shit quick. Whether it's letting you go, whoop your ass or forgive you. I'm over it and refocused....

"Are you really asking me that Jules?" She purred as she placed her hands on my chest. Her lacquered nails trailing my torso. "I missed you okay. I miss you inside me," her soft kisses were tracing against my cheek, (which I didn't remember to shave while I was in the shower).

Her lips finally found mine seeking entrance with her tongue, kissing me with such heat. But they didn't match my mates own which was more fierce and dominant.

Don't do this Jules. Just take Elana and forget about her. You don't need her. Yes you do! My wolf yelled at me.

Don't do this Jules. Just take Elana and forget about her. You don't need her. Yes you do! My wolf yelled at me.

I ignored my wolf and dropped my towel, and gave Elana and I what we both long for in the past two weeks - paradise.

~~~Scarlett's Pov

I arrived home an hour later. My parents were in the living room.

"Scar get in here." My father called.

Shit, not now. Not after I've been ravish by that sexy Alpha. I slowly trod my way towards the living room to see my mom and dad sitting beside each other.

"Scarlett Diana Cassandra Ross where have you been?!" My hysterical mother asked. "And why do you look like you have been run over by a truck?" I shrugged not caring.

"Dad" I pleaded, "I'll explain in the morning. Please. I'm tired" I yawned.

"Okay darling. Promise me." Alpha Caine said.

"Promise dad."

I am Jamaican bound in the beautiful caribbean region. I am a lover of books and music. My hobbies are reading, swimming, dancing, watching movies and meeting new people. I like people who have a sense of individuality. I love expression, anything awkward and imperfect, because that's natural and real. I believe at 16 or even 21 nobody is worth stressing over. Like move on, leave people behind. Go find yourself, the world is yours. Life goes on.

I stopped explaining myself when I realized people only understand from their level of perception. *Palms face*

I learned to get over shit quick. Whether it's letting you go, whoop your ass or forgive you. I'm over it and refocused....

Shit am fucking 23 years old and they treat me like am fucking five!

I made my way to my room and I look for a change of clothes. I need a bath desperately. I went and strip out of my dirty clothes and went in the shower. It felt good to get rid of the dirt and the muck off my skin. I wash my hair thoroughly and felt the tingling in my scalp. I turn off the shower jets and came out. I picked up a towel off the counter and wrapped it around my body. As I came out the bathroom my mother appeared in my bed room.

"I need to talk to you" she said in a calm tone.

"We're having a very important guest tomorrow night for the dinner party. He's an Alpha of the Madrid pack and I want you to be on your best behavior. You're father wants to make a good impression. He's trying to form an alliance with them, okay?" Mother said looking intently in my eyes.

"I understsnd. I won't do anything brash or silly" I told her sarcastically, while giving her a fake smile to go with it.

"Just checking. Goodnight dear," she said as she place a soft kiss on my forehead and left.

I put on my cotton pajama pants and black tank up. I sat at the edge of my bed replaying what happen with... What's his face? Damn! Jonathan. No. Joan. Naah. What was his name? Julian! Yes, Julian. Some how the name seem to fit him perfectly. It had a nice ring to it. He had this sexy-I-don't-fuck-with-you personality going on for him.

You're his mate. My wolf chimed at me.

I took a deep breath as I composed myself. I couldn't deny that part but I still wouldnt accept him as my mate. My mind wander to his lips on my flesh, the gentle nips he did with his teeth here and there. I shuddered. Get a grip Scarlett Diana Cassandra Ross! You'll never see him again, and a repeat of what happen in the woods will never occur again. If only the words spoken were true.

I enter in the comfort of my warm bed. The tension slowly leaving my body. I closed my eyes and no matter how hard I tried my mind was focus on Julian. The bastard. I've never felt so much attraction towards any one before. God's what's happening to me? My nails were itching to crawl at his skin. I gripped the sheets for support but that refuse to be useless. I'm going to kill that mutt! I took deep breaths as I regain control of my body and sleep slowly evaded my mind along with the darkness.