"Were we fine last night?", Marcy repeated Nora's words robotically in the form of a question and she thought how Nora's choice of words seemed off.
Were the two of them ever fine? No, not after Marcy found out that Nora slept with Alpha Damon and definitely not after Marcy found out that Nora slept with her father, but Marcy couldn't voice those thoughts. Not yet, at least.
"I guess we were fine but when I woke up, you were gone, and Commander George was in our room. Tell me, Nora, what happened? Why was he there?" In my bed. On top of me. Inside me. "Where did you go?"
A wild thought flashed in Marcy's mind, did Nora go to seduce her brother last night? Is that why George ended up in Marcy's bed?
From a middle-aged guy like Alpha Edward to a teenager like James. Yuck!
Nora realized that Marcy doesn't know about the whole drugging business. Good! As long as Marcy didn't know about that, it will all be fine.
Nora didn't understand one thing, why didn't George tell Marcy? It was obvious that he was not friendly toward Nora. Did he keep that information to blackmail her later? Or maybe he didn't want drama.
Ah! What if he tells Alpha Edward! That will be bad.
Nora came to the Dark Howlers pack with the pretense of keeping an eye on Marcy to ensure that Alpha Damon accepts her, and if Alpha Edward finds out that Nora drugged Marcy… Nora decided to think about it later.
Unless Alpha Edward brings up the drugging incident, Nora will pretend it didn't happen. Actually, even if George rats on her and Alpha Edward demands an explanation, there is no evidence. She will tell Alpha Edward that George was hitting on her, and when she rejected him, he came up with that malicious lie. Yes, that will work. With this thought, Nora relaxed.
Nora puffed her cheeks dramatically. "Didn't Commander George tell you? He showed up out of nowhere and told me to scram. I waited outside for some time, but when it got late, I went to sleep in the car. I didn't dare get back into the room while he was there." This was the truth with the middle part omitted.
Nora had a feeling that if she can't have a proper conversation with George, Marcy can't have it either. Besides, Marcy barely spoke a few words with the man since they left the Red Moon pack, so Marcy going to George to ask for an explanation would be highly unlikely.
Marcy didn't respond, confirming Nora's suspicion that Marcy was ignorant about what Nora did.
Nora decided to make her exit. "I need to change and shower." She didn't freshen up in the morning because she was stuck in the car until breakfast time. "I will hold you to your word that you will let me pick my room on the second floor. I want a good view."
With that, Nora headed for the door.
"Ah!", Nora exclaimed the moment she stepped into the hallway.
Marcy craned her neck to see that Nora bumped into George. Why was he standing there?
George's eyes darted from Nora to Marcy. "Is everything alright?"
"Of course, it is.", Nora said stiffly. "We were just talking." She side-stepped him and disappeared into her room. After the previous night, Nora didn't want to deal with George. The man was unstable and violent.
Marcy stared at George who was looking to his right until the door of Nora's room closed behind her, and then he turned to look at Marcy.
"What did she want?"
Marcy swallowed hard. "Nothing."
George's anger swelled. What did she mean by, nothing? George gave his report to Alpha Edward and he heard every word that was said between Marcy and Nora. Didn't she realize that her window was open? If they wanted to make it private, they should have used the mind-link.
Marcy stepped back on instinct when she saw George making his way into her room. Why did he close the door behind him?
She continued moving backward until her back hit the wall.
George didn't stop approaching Marcy until he nearly pressed her against the wall with his body.
He was irked that they had sex the previous night, and it was her first time, yet she was acting like everything was normal.
Part of him hoped that Marcy was silent in the car because she was reconsidering the arrangement of being Alpha Damon's Luna, and he thought that she will ask George to stop the car and turn around. Surely, after experiencing intimacy with a mate, she should know that no other man can make her feel that way. However, after overhearing the conversation between Marcy and Nora, George realized that he was wrong.
Marcy was still going through with it like last night didn't happen. Was she only toying with him? This thought enraged him. No one gets to toy with an Alpha. NO ONE!
He grabbed her chin roughly and lifted her head. "What did you talk about with Nora?"
"Nothing.", Marcy repeated. When George narrowed his eyes at her, she asked, "What do you want?"
"I want things that belong to me."
George had no idea why he said this, but his wolf was pushing him to get closer, much closer to Marcy.
He had an urge to remind Marcy that she belongs to him.
George cursed internally. Stupid bond! It was cracked, but it still influenced him in ways he didn't want.
Didn't he decide not to talk to Marcy until he figures out what to do with her? Her scent of candy tempted him to stop resisting and his cock throbbed painfully in the desire to sink into her tender flesh.
This was the problem with Alphas. Their wolves were much stronger compared to others and they provided an advantage in strength, speed, and aura, but all that came with ridiculously powerful animalistic urges to possess things that belong to them, and George's wolf saw Marcy as his.
It was easier to stay away from Marcy when others were around. George used all his willpower to suppress his wolf because he needed to pay attention to his image and not get in trouble, but now it was just the two of them, and George lowered his guard which allowed his wolf to take over.
Marcy's eyes widened as she understood George's words. Did he want her? She pressed her legs together as graphic images from the previous night flashed in her mind.
"This… is not right.", Marcy said breathily. "Don't make things more difficult than they already are. I am here for Alpha Damon. You should accept my rejection and we should move on."
George's nostrils flared in anger, and he pinched her chin harshly. "You want me to step back so that you can move on? Do you think it will be that easy?"
