Alpha Benna

“I wonder what mischef you have pulled today.“ I chuckled watching my beta as he smirked at the dissapearing figure ahead of us. He always had a knack for getting into trouble, but I couldn't help but admire his mischievous spirit.

He turned to face me, a smile forming in his lips. “Huh? Why would you think that I have pulled a mischief. Come on, am I a five years old?“

I raised an eyebrow, amused by his attempt at innocence. "Oh, please, we both know you have a mischievous streak that even a five-year-old would envy. So, spill the beans. How deep is the hole you managed to dig him into this time?"

He chuckled, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Alright, alright, you got me. But trust me, this time it's nothing too serious. Just a harmless..you know what? I don't want to talk about Doctor Kedeva anymore." He waved his hands in dismissal.

I stared intently at him and smirked. He licked his lower lip, tore his gaze from me, and stared at my lips. I raised an eyebrow, knowing that his attempt to divert the conversation meant there was definitely something more to this harmless escapade than he was letting on. Curiosity gnawed at me as I waited for him to spill the beans.

“Well, I can pull mischiefs the way I want, can't I?“ His voice rasped, his breath becoming heavy. He still stared at my lips. I bit my lower lip and chuckled when he groaned, grabbed the glass of wine on the table and gulped down it's content.

“Yes, you can. Just don't ruin my plans.“ I said, raising an eyebrow. His sudden change in demeanor and the intensity of his gaze only fueled my curiosity further. I couldn't help but wonder what exactly he was hiding, and how it would affect my plans. He was good at ruining the plans I always had against Alpha Maseno and what shocked me was that I couldn't bring myself to be angry with him.

I squeezed his hand and rose from my chair.

“I am heading back to the mansion. Are you staying back or are you coming with me?“ I turned and walked toward the exit. I reached the door and I could feel his eyes burning into my back. I paused for a moment, waiting for his response, but all I heard was the sound of his heavy footsteps following closely behind me.

“Am I staying? I don't have any business here.“ He raised his brow, staggering toward me. “Oh God, I am so drunk.“ he yawned and stood straight.

I chuckled softly, realizing that he was in no condition to make a decision. "Well, it seems like we're both heading back then," I replied, offering him a supportive smile.

"But I can't walk. See, I am staggering." He took a step forward but tripped on his leg. It was good that he held the door, or else he would have fallen on his face.

I sighed and pulled him by his hands. "Come on, let me help you. My driver will take us home safely," I said, trying to steady him as we made our way towards the exit. I snaked one hand around his waist and guided him toward my car once we were out of the restaurant.

“You didn't drive when you followed me here, did you?“ I asked him after I had successful sat him at the back seat and tightened the seatbelt around him.

There were so many cars around there, all of the same color and the same model, so sporting his car would have been hard with the fact that I don't know his number plate offhead.

“I took a cab here.“ he murmured, blinking his eyes open and looking up at me with a hint of confusion. "I didn't expect you to be so concerned about my transportation," he added, a small smile playing on his lips. “ When will we reach at home?“ He asked, his words slightly slurred from the effects of the alcohol.

I glanced at my watch and assured him, "We should be home in about 20 minutes."

"Okay," he responded, a contented smile forming on his lips as he sank back into the seat. "What are you waiting for, then? Hop in."

I smiled and walked to the other door, where I sat and motioned for my driver to take us home. He was the only one of us who wasn't drunk because I didn't allow him inside the restaurant. I was drunk too, but not as much as my beta.

“Benna.“ My beta raised his head to look at me, his eyes twinkled and I immediately knew what he was about to say.

“Kelvin.“ I grabbed his arm which he had laid on my thigh and squeezed it. “You are drunk. I can't.“ I told him.

He chuckled and leaned closer, his breath smelling strongly of alcohol. "Come on, Alpha, just one round. It's been a long night," he slurred, his words barely coherent. I sighed, knowing that giving in to his request would not be fair because he was drunk.

"I said, you are drunk." I said it through gritted teeth. I wasn't mad at him, but at myself for getting affected, even though he hadn't done or said anything naughty. All he did was put his hand on my thigh!

He took in a deep breath and sighed,”what if I tell you that I am not drunk?“ he asked, pulling himself to sit upright and stared directly into my eyes.

I unconsciously ran my hands through my hair and locked gazes with my driver, who was watching through the rearview mirror.

“Can you pull the blinds up.“ I asked him and he nodded, reaching the binds control but his eyes never left mine.

When the blinds were up, I turned to the whimpering Steven and grabbed his crotch. He moaned and raised his head to look at me, smirking. I quickly released my grip and withdrew my hand, feeling a mix of shock and confusion.

He always flirts with me, and most of the time I flirt back, but I never thought that I would one day want to divulge myself into the action. He liked it when both men and women ran to him, failing to control the sexual desires he always had for them, but I had promised myself never to be like them and satisfy his ego.

“I thought you didn't want.“ he said, closed the gap between us and claimed my lips. I wriggled a little, and succeded into push him away from me.

"Relax, Beta Stevens," I whisphered against his lips, my voice barely audible. "I may flirt with you, but I won't give in to your ego-driven desires. I have my own boundaries and self-respect." With a determined look in my eyes, I pulled back, maintaining my resolve to not let myself be consumed by his manipulative charm.

"Come on, Alpha. I know you want it. I see the way you look at me." He said it with a smirk, his voice dripping with arrogance.

I rolled my eyes, refusing to let his words affect me. "You can keep thinking about what you want, but the truth remains. I don't want you," I replied coolly.

"Mmh," he hummed in response, his smirk widening. "We tend to say the opposite of what our body wants. Do you want me, Alpha? Don't tell me that you don't, because why is your body reacting?" He asked, dropping his gaze to stare at my crotch area.

He brushed his fingers over my bulge and squeezed it through the trousers. I gulped down the moan that was about to escape my lips and pulled myself upright.

"What a liar!" I heard him mutter under his breath. I cleared my throat, trying to regain control of my racing heart and mind. Deep down, I knew he was right, but admitting it felt like surrendering a part of myself that I wasn't ready to give up.

I scoffed, crossing my arms defiantly. "You're delusional if you think I'm falling for your mind games. My body may react, but my heart and mind are immune to your ..." I struggled to find the right words for what I wanted to say.

"Let me please you. You may not have this chance again. It's one in a million." He urged me, and I paused, feeling a mix of frustration and temptation. His words hung in the air, tempting me to let go of my resistance.

"Beta Kelvin, why are you so hard to..." He never let me finish my sentence because he grabbed me by my collar and pulled me toward him. Before I could react and ask him what he was up to, he crushed his soft lips on mine, claiming them for a deep and intense kiss that left both of us panting for breath.

"I want you, Alpha." He whisphered huskily against my lips, his voice filled with desire and longing. The intensity of his words sent a shiver down my spine, igniting a fire within me that I couldn't ignore. With every fiber of my being, I knew that resisting him was futile, but still, I didn't want to give in.

"Please, Alpha," he whimpered. hat mi

I watched as he struggled to unbuckle his belt until he succeeded in unbuckling it. He moaned when his long, lean fingers brushed slightly against his bulge when he slid down the zipper of his jeans.

"Please," he pleaded with a desperate look in his eyes, his voice filled with a mix of vulnerability and desire. I could see the raw need in his every movement, the way he yearned for my touch. It was a battle between letting my own desires overpower me and staying true to my word.

Do you think Alpha Benna will give in? And do you perhaps know what's the reason why, although Beta Kelvin ruins Alpha Benna's plans, he never gets angry with him? Let me know in the comment box.