Chapter5: Mara Seduces Lucas

Alpha Warren's POV

After a few moments of trying to relax in the shower and on my bed, I still find myself stuck in my thoughts.

Heather couldn't have done that, but grandmother can not possibly be lying to me.

She has only ever wanted the best for me and that I found someone to bear a child with which I have done.

Everything is fishy and I feel so bad about it.

The room is still filled with the scent of Heather from the time she stayed here.

I insisted that she be treated in my room, but I doubt if Nanny let her stay if she had those suspicions towards her.

The actions and evidence are outrageous and they have left me ever so confused.

Then I hear a knock on the door. My heart skips in excitement and anticipation for Heather.

"Come in", but the sight of the person who enters my room is none other than Mara.

I thought she was passed out.

Her body is scantily covered and I can see the bruises on her skin as she slowly approaches me with a tray in her hand.

My eyes are fixated on the wounds as I try to do a little estimate myself.

They are all fresh wounds that are probably less than twelve hours and this disperses the claims that Nanny made.

If she was being bullied for so long, then where are there only fresh wounds and why is she in my room? Heather couldn't have done all that in that short while

She looked quite bantered and should be recovering according to how Nanny seemed so concerned earlier.

I take my eyes off her body with the new information in mind, but she speaks up before I pop the question.

"Grandmother asked me to get you this drink before dinner is served, she said it's your favorite l", Mara drops the glass of clear gin on the side of my bed.

I notice how she delicately lowers herself, raising her chest in the process.

I notice her exposed cleaverage and I immediately get it.

Grandmother probably sent someone else to get me the drink, but she brought it in to seduce me. I have seen this scene countless times before to fall for it.

I roll my eyes as I pick the small glass and down its contents in one go.

It's an after war ritual I took after my father.

Mara smiles at me and I feel even more irritated by her brazennes.

"Get out…" I say as I try to get off the bed, but I notice myself falling back instead.

My legs feel weak and my vision gets blurry.

Is this a concussion?

But I remember being extremely careful and barely getting a scratch during the war, but all this is making me feel weird and alien to myself.

Then it dawns in me.

"The drink was drugged." I notice the heat start to spread on my skin making me want to tear my cloths off.

But first, I need to get this imposter out of my room if it is what I think it is.

"Don't fight it, the harder you try, the deeper it runs through the blood streams." She says and takes a step towards me.

But I roll away from the bed and somehow manage to stand on my wobbly feet while taking her advice of not fighting it.

Except she is pushing me.

"Get the fuck out of my room", I shout at her, but she shakes her head and starts to undress making me feel even hotter.

"No, Nanny sent me here.", She says as she slips the dress down her hips, exposing herself to me.

I feel my urge starting to rise and get close to the peak.

I might lose my will if she continues to stay here.

"I said get out. You dare defy the Alpha!?"

"You won't remember this anyway, so just take pleasure in my body and relieve yourself", she says as she steps forward before pressing her bare chest on mine.

I want to grip something, but I find myself losing control and groaning at the way she starts to move.

She is grinding on me and making me feel like she is saving me from myself.

I notice her tip toe but as her face nears mine, I flare my eyes open only to see different faces.

Heather's and hers.

Her breath fans my lips and I feel her about to kiss me.

It feels so weird, but Heather's face from the first time I saw her flashes in my sight again and that is all I need to push Mara away and race myself up to my secret place.

It's the room in the rooftop where I usually find my own space and time and since the night is chilly, it should be able to calm me.

I feel someone hot on my tail, but I lose them as soon as I round a corner, then I take the stairs up to my destination.

The breeze from the top window hits me as soon as I make my entrance and that is when I realise that the door was open.

I left it locked before leaving and not even the servants come up here, I do the cleaning myself.

Then I notice a figure shift the same time I notice my bulge rise.

Lightening strikes and her face comes to view, looking like the most beautiful thing I have ever set my eyes on.

"Heather", I call her name in a way that sounds so beautiful in my ears.

She looks into my eyes and I feel like I have really found my saviour.

I do not have any form of restraint when I tear apart my clothes and unbuckle my belt.

I kick the door shut with my leg and lock it before returning my gaze back to her.

She looks so perfect and like she belongs to me and me her.

"You are my mate", I tell her and I notice her nod and sniffle.

"Yes Alpha, yes I am your mate", she says.

"Then undress for me."

"Yes alpha", she says but I notice her shaky hands as she unbuttons her nightdress.

"Call me Lucas", I tell her as I approach her.

I place my hands on hers, but unlike her gentle attempts to loosen the button, I rip the dress off in a way that makes her shake.

Goosebumps spread on her skin, but she still does as I asked.

"Yes Lucas", she says and that in itself makes my entire night.