My Possessive Alpha Mate

��Werewolves, Romance, Sex Scenes, Swearings��
If you are below 12, I suggest you don't read this book. You can read it though but read at your own risk. Thank you bæ❤️


-Violet Carly Lonson- werewolf, 17 year old girl, lived with sister Stacy

-Xavier Alexander Carter-alpha, 25 year old, possessiveness 101%

Violet has to deal with her mate's possessive ways especially since he's the alpha of the strongest pack. It's hard but she gotta get on with it cause no one said that being an alpha's mate is easy.

THE FIRST PART OF THE STORY HAS SCENES THAT ARE LESBIAN SORT BUT THIS IS THE ONLY SEX SCENE IN THE STORY WOULD BE THOSE LESBIAN SORT.
✨btw, it's okay to be a lesbian so no hates to lesbians though I'm not one;) thanks and go ahead to read��ilysm

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10. Chapter 8

I woke up only to find myself locked into some comfy stuff.

I couldn't help but to cuddle further and I wrapped my arms against that support. I felt a sense if security and comfort and sinked further into the "object".

It actually has a fragrance too... So sweet that I felt safe and comfy.

The "object" had its arms wrapped around me like a chain.

Wait-- that object has arms?!!

I opened my eyes and was remembered.

Yea, mate. Xavier....

His name could make my heart flutter.

I wish we could stay like this for a longer time but the fact is, I needed to pee.

Urgently.

I tried prying myself off him but that only cause him to pull me tighter to him.

He could've suffocated me!!

"Xavier!" I tugged on his muscular arm, trying not to let the muscles affect me.

He only let out an irritated grunt.

"Xav!!" I tried again.

"What?!" He said in such a raspy and sexy voice that sent tingles down my spine.

"Xavier please I need to peeeee...." I tried again.

"No don't go." He said, rolling on top of me, eyes still closed.

"Xavier!!" I shriek in surprise.

"Argh! How about no?" He asked dreamingly mischievously, still not opening his eyes.

"Xavier!" I groaned.

It only took him a second to open his eyes and aggressively sit on me.

"Xavier.." I muttered, my breath hitched.

"Don't growl my name. Or else....." He moved closer to me.

"Or else what?" I asked, the sudden urge if peeing gone.

"Or else....." He tugged in my earlobes playfully, earning a half-moan half-shriek from me.

"Xavier, not now." I reminded.

"I love it when you say my name in your weird accent. Say it again." He winked playfully.

I am American but my accent was weird-half American half British. It's a weird combination that I hate. It's just awkward. Try saying "hey, nice to meet you." In a British accent and try saying that in an American accent. It's different and when you mix it?

Well, it's 2 times weirder.

"No. I need to peeeeeee" I whined.

He groaned in annoyance before following to the other side of the bed.

"Finee" he groaned.

"Thank you." I said, doing a curtesy before heading to the toilet.

I heard him sighed and mutter," this girl is driving me mad." under his breath and I chuckled.

"It depends what type of mad- the mad mad or the sexually mad?" I laughed.

He groaned and I laughed again.

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