The Alpha and The Vigilante novel Chapter 75

The pack house felt empty as I waited for Cain to get back from work. I sat on the floor where I used to hangout with Gwen and Rose, feeling completely alone. I missed their company. When I was alone, I could feel the guilt and pain set back in.

To counteract the grief, I drank more, even though Gwen and Rose weren't here. It was the only thing that brought me comfort, especially when I was alone. I had never been much of a drinker before, but now, I couldn't imagine living without it. And yes, I realize how bad that sounds.

Cain came in about 2 hours into my pity party. He looked at me sadly as he took in the scene. Me, laying haphazardly on the floor, surrounded by empty bottles.

"Oh, mate," He said, setting a binder with some papers down. He wrapped his arms around me, and used his Gift to warm me up.

Hey, sexy, I said to him, appreciating his muscular body. I liked that he was always shirtless. It gave me more of an opportunity to check him out.

He pulled away, making me groan. I missed the warmth and comfort that came from his touch. The mate bond may be fickle, but it definitely was useful at times.

Cain narrowed his eyes at me. "You're drunk," He accused me.

And you're sexy, I said to him, my words slurring. Okay, maybe I was a little drunk.

I reached for the half drank bottle of tequila, but he beat me to it, and moved the bottle out of my reach. "I think you've had enough."

I glared at him. I think you should mind your own business, Alpha, I spat at him venomously. I may or may not be a mean drunk.

"You are my business, pup. And you need to stop drinking. You're becoming too dependent on it. It's getting out of control," He said softly, looking at me with pleading eyes, begging me to listen to him.

I don't know how else to deal with the pain, I mumbled, in a striking moment of honesty.

Cain wrapped his arms around me tightly. "I know, little mate. I know it doesn't seem like it now, but you'll get through it. You're the strongest wolf I know."

I scoffed. Strong, but couldn't protect Carter.

I really wanted another swig of alcohol. I could already feel my buzz wearing off, damn werewolf metabolism.

"It was his job to protect you. He did that, and the Moon Goddess will reward him heavily in the afterlife for his bravery and honor," Cain assured me.

I scowled. Fuck the Moon Goddess. What kind of God would let someone as pure as Carter be taken away, but let someone as evil as me continue to live?

Cain sighed, not answering immediately. "It's all a part of her plan. Try not to question it, little mate. I can assure you that everything will be okay."

Why the fuck wouldn't you say that sooner? I demanded.

Cain looked surprised by my outburst. "I didn't want to take advantage of your grief, or make it seem like I was just trying to get into your pants. I didn't want you to only have sex with me because of your guilt. I want you to because you want to."

My eyes nearly popped out of my head. You thought I wouldn't want to have sex with you on my own merit?

Cain looked confused by my statement, so I continued. You're literally the hottest male I've ever seen. I've never been more attracted to anyone.

Cain ground his teeth. "Careful, pup. My wolf has been begging me to take you since the day we met. Do not say these words unless if you mean them. I won't stop myself if you encourage it."

I don't want you to stop yourself, I said, pressing my mouth against his.

He growled lowly, and maneuvered me so that my legs were now wrapped around his waist and my arms were around his neck.

I tugged on his long hair that was now shoulder-length. I have to admit, he looked extremely ruggedly handsome with the beard and long hair.

He snarled into my mouth at my aggressive hair-pulling, and kissed me harder, drawing blood with his canines, which excited me. He flipped us so that he was on top, my legs and arms still wrapped around him. He didn't break our kiss.