“When?” his father asked him. “Did that happen?”
“At Alpha College, she denied everything, we got into a bit of a fight, actually. I was sure it was her, and she denied it, dismissively even, like I was wrong. I couldn’t read her, didn’t know if we had or hadn’t, she is very good at keeping her emotions hidden from others” and he knew she was, especially from her family, or if she thought it would make her look like a girl, and not a Beta. “I was bloody confused myself. Let it go in the end. I just figured it wasn’t her.
Anders was right in front of him. “You smelled my daughter out in the open, at Alpha College?
“
“Mm, she didn’t like it at all.” He muttered “My bloody balls pained for hours.”
“Serves you right.” His own father sighed, “You don’t remember sleeping with the girl, but you did sleep with the girl. She was likely angry on more than one level and then smelling her. You don’t go smelling she-wolves, son. Offensive to them.”
He sighed, “You know you all say that, but most actually like it when I do it; turns them on.”
“Enough.” His father muttered, “That is just because they think your smelling them because your considering taking them as your Luna. Do it when you’re in the sack, right?”
He just nodded and was cracked up the back of the head by his own father. “Stop doing it now, you don’t smell a bloody single she-wolf from now on unless you scent them out.”
He let it go, “I don’t recall any of you in my room that night.” He frowned.
“Neither does she.” Her father huffed, “but we were all there briefly.”
“Why?” he asked.
“I, son, wanted to make sure you were in your bed, hadn’t still been out drinking, seeing as you had Alpha College that morning.” His father shook his head, “All I did was open the door, and there you two were…well, all snarling and Alpha Beta aggression. The way you had hold of her, the position.”
“The freaking furiousness of it,” Anders grated out.
“I got the impression if I let Anders pull the two of you apart, all hell would have broken loose in that room with you, we all did. After discussing it, post hauling Anders out of your room and closing the door, so he didn’t see or hear any more of it; I had to contain my own Beta.”
He was staring at them now, more than shocked by what he was hearing, it sounded to him like they all thought he and Ori had been Mating each other. He thought about that as they all looked at him.
“It’s unlikely we would Mate each other, not a full moon, and we didn’t scent each other out.” He shook his head.
“Three days from the full moon, might not have scented each other but the bonds feeling of pure need, the craving for what belongs to you could have been there. Dalton and Libby can attest to that. They couldn’t scent each other out but wound up in bed two days prior to a full moon and actually mated themselves unwittingly to each other. They didn’t Mark but mated to each other, their bonds raw need to have what was theirs kicked in, the moment they were naked and having sex.”
“It got out of hand very quickly.” Dalton nodded. “Then well,” he actually smiled and shrugged. “What I saw with you and Oriana, is pretty much what it was like with Libby and I.”
“I’d ask you if you knotted her, but clearly you don’t fucking recall, likely the best damned sex you ever had.” Anders grated out.
He sighed now, because no he didn’t recall. But that would have explained her being uncomfortable and shifting in her seat a lot on that drive. Not wanting to talk about it, that much aggression from the pair of them, and it being her first time, and then only her remembering it. No wonder she’d not wanted to talk about it with him, or admit to it. If she had, he’d have asked a billion questions in all likelihood.
“She would know.” He finally murmured as he scrubbed a hand over his face “But I doubt it. Hail was passed out, doesn’t recall anything at all, no wolf, no knotting. We’d also know if we were partially mated to her.” He frowned as he thought more about that. “Hell, if that was the case she’d have been in agony, this past month, with me being at Alpha College and all…” he trailed off.
“Did you have sex with anyone that first week, Slade, or did the sex you were enjoying and can recall start in the second week? Because she holed herself up inside that Beta suite from the second week you were gone, and no one has seen her or barely so in the last two weeks at all.” Anders stated flatly.
Slade understood what the man was saying, he was wondering if she’d holed herself up in her suite, a fully sound-proofed suite at that, to hide the pains of betrayal from them all. He didn’t think they were partially mated to each other, because if she thought they were she would never have told him to fuck himself stupid, that she didn’t care.
No, he knew she would have bitten the bullet and told him, because she would know the ramifications of him fucking someone else. They weren’t mated to each other, but he could see why they were grilling him now. So, he answered that question so they could get the answers her father actually needed.
“Yes, the third day I was there, I missed dinner over that she-wolf.” He nodded “6pm, was Ori having dinner with you all that week.”
“Yes, all week. All meals, smiling and happy with the boys, actually.” Charlton stated, “I only sensed anything out, after Hayden was added to the group and only when he was right there next to her. If it was just her and the boys, she was all good.”
“She was with the boys all that week?” he asked.
“Yes, like normal.” His father nodded.
“We’re not mated to each other; everything is fine on that front. But as for us being actual Mate’s?” he shook his head “There is no proof of that. Aggressive sex, that is actually normal for me when I’m drunk, I lose all my control and just go at it…” his words trailed off at the filthy mad look he was getting from Anders. Was not going to finish that sentence, likely get a beating from the man. If he stated ‘hell for leather, in his need to sate himself completely.’
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