The Legacy of the Alpha King: Hiding his Secret Twins
Chapter 74 by Ebony Woods

Chapter Seventy-Four

Evelyn POV

Reuben’s wolf replaces me in a small wooded area, hidden by trees from the local human eye. We were in a rural area but you could never be too careful.

This chocolate brown wolf that has visited me so many times in my dreams, stands before me in the furry flesh. He’s an alpha wolf.

Big, strong.

The top of the pack chain. Even more powerful due to his own alliance. It’s subtle but with each pack that joined the Silver Mon alliance, I could feel my wolf growing, not only in physical form, but in strength and power.

She growls at him for knocking her through the wooden barn, preventing her from sinking her teeth into that rogues skin. She wanted revenge!

With a tilt of his head he must relinquish control to Reuben, who forces a shift back into skin form. I can see him through my wolf’s eyes… muscle joining muscle. He was built like a god, everywhere. I’d never grow tired of my eyes roaming over his body.

He gravitates towards me, his arms stretched out. Letting me know he wants to help, that he means no harm. We may have quarrelled but only for a moment, we were over that now apparently.

My wolf has been struggling to get the splintered wooden board from out of our shoulder. It’s was so wedged in that if she shifted us, it would remain inside of me still.

Reuben places his hands gently onto the wooden stake and pulls it out with one swift movement. It hurts like hell, but I could already feel it starting to heal.

I was an alpha wolf after all. Gifted quicker healing abilities from the moon goddess. He takes a moment to run his hands through my thick sandy brown fur, even tickling behind an ear, which earns a tongue lick onto his torso.

“Shift Evelyn!” He commands, his alpha voice and aura making my wolf want to obey him.

She shifts me from fur to skin and I lay completely naked within his arms. His chest rumbles as he takes me in, his eyes taking their time to trail every inch of my body, not leaving a part unseen. He likes what he sees, I can feel that he does in my thigh.

He turns us, so that he is resting against a tree and me sitting in front of him but pulled back in-between his legs.

I moan, my head tilting up to the tree branches above as his tongue licks my shoulder wound, helping it to complete its healing. Alpha saliva has healing abilities but should only be used on mates and children. I’d heal fine but it sends a warmth to my chest that he wants to help me, that is he concerned.

He holds me, laying me back onto his chest as his chin rests against the top of my head.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He softly says with a loud regret.

“You didn’t, I’m fine. See…already healing.” I turn back to look up at him. My fingertips starting to trawl down the length of his strong thighs. Enjoying the tingles I’m creating and no doubt causing.

They stop every now and again to pull on strands of dark blonde hair that look like they brighten from extensive exposure to sunlight.

We sit like this for what feels like hours, just enjoying each other’s company in the dense woods, watching the busy wildlife business. go about their

“I’ve been a fool!” His voice whispers into my ear before he places a kiss on the back of my head.

“No more than other men. She killed her own mate Reuben. I can’t understand how that could even be feasible. Reject, sure…but to kill and to destroy an entire pack. Does she not have family at the Red Stone pack?”

“Not really. Her parents died when she was young and she was raised by the unmated women of the pack. I never thought she would be capable of such a crime.” I hear him swallow hard from behind me, before he sniffs my scent for comfort. I want to ease his guilt, yes he’s been foolish but if she managed to fool her own mate, even with the mate bond, what chance did any of us really have?

I turn slowly, angling my head up to place a kiss on his lips. As my mouth touches his, he moves his hand to cup my cheek to keep my lips in place. I turn, placing my hands on his chest as I continue the kiss.

I’m going to enjoy this. See what pleasure I can bring to him, watch him squirm under me as I did under him. Powerless from the way his fingers touched me. I want to give him the same passion, the same euphoric feeling.

Keeping my eyes on his, I very slowly place kiss running down his neck…his collarbone….his chest. My blood starts pumping from my heart faster and faster, sending signals around my body. Setting my own body on fire.

My kisses continue lower and lower. Across his six pack and down to the adonis belt that finishes his god like frame.

“Evelyn…” My name sounds like music as he moans in satisfaction from my touch. My kisses continue onto his hardened lower core, until I place a hand around it and lick the tip. His head rolls back as I start to move my hand up and down, applying a slight grip.

His hands grab my face and pull me to his, as his tongue forces itself into my mouth. Our tongues meet, circulating, touching as I continue my hand movement. I want him inside of me, to fill the pleasure of being full, only by him.

The mate bond continues to work its magic. Tingles explode over me, over him as his breathing quickens. He’s close, I can tell by his widened eyes. I want to taste him.

I place my lips back to his lower core, licking the end whilst I quicken my pace which becomes his undoing. I watch, feeling immense self satisfaction at the pleasure I am bringing him.

He tastes like his scent, the leathery sweet taste added with a citrus undertone. His pleasurable moan as he spills into me shoots desire to my own lower core.

“Evelyn…I….” His breathing is sharp as he pulls me back to him, tasting his own remnants on my lips.

“Ssshh…we should head back…” I smile gently at him, letting him know words aren’t necessary at this very moment.

He stands walking around me, giving me a full display of his well built ass. The tattoo on his back is never hard to miss, it covers from shoulder blade to shoulder blade, back rib to back rib. I’m still not sure it’s an angel or an eagle, it’s seems to be a mixture, but what does catch my eye is the name under one of the wings.

I’m close enough to see it now. For so many years I assumed the V was Vicky, but it reads Viola. Who is Viola?

He gently pulls me up, wrapping his arms around my back, tucking me into him. “That was hot! You’re full of surprises Alpha.” He smirks placing a kiss on the end of my nose.

Nothing, there was not one item of clothing wearable left in the barn. Donnie has been gone for sometime now, even their scents had vanished. When we both shifted our clothes shredded in the pieces. Luckily my car keys survived and my phone was on the ground, I must have dropped it earlier out of shock.

“We’ll have to get the spare clothes from the car.”

“I’m not wearing your clothes..” Reuben playfully chuckles, gripping my hips and pulling me into him. “The male ones are Noah’s!” I correct him. Noah and I always kept spare clothes in the boot of the car.

“I think I’d prefer female clothes. Okay wait here and I’ll come back…”

“What? No…”

“You’ll be naked, I don’t want the possibility of a man seeing you naked. Have you seen you naked?” His hands become possessive, running up and down my arms.

“I can shift into a wolf and change at the car. It’s quiet here, no one’s around.”

We shift back into our wolves. I carry my phone and car keys carefully between my teeth. Reuben’s wolf runs head of mine, making sure the path ahead is clear. He’s majestic, the biggest beast around.

I hear each one of his pads hit the ground under his paws, before he slows down to run alongside me. He nuzzles my side, rubbing some of his scent into her.

We reach the car and shift back into skin form. I watch him, completely in hysterics as he puts on clothes that are a few sizes too small. Noah is not small by any means but Reuben is an alpha male, a king.

Not only are the trousers tight they are also short on the ankles. He puts the T- shirt on last angling his back slightly to me as he reaches to close the boot. That name is there again and I can’t help but ask.

“Who is Viola?” I bluntly ask. Our recent activity hopefully pushing us past awkwardness with one another. His back tenses before he turns to look me in the eyes.

“My mother.”