Chapter 5

Cara's POV

I didn't think Alpha Rollins was the only freak in this vehicle because here I was, actually believing that wolves exist, how pathetic, but there was no other way to explain the speed and his ability to read my mind.

I should be afraid; he was about to capture me, maybe take me away, but for some reasons, I wasn't. On the contrary, I was allured by it all—his beauty, so strange, so unique, I couldn't be blamed. Any other girl would fall right on their knees to have a guy like Rollins chasing after them. That leads me to the question that had been on my mind since I first saw him. Why me?

Alpha Rollins hands trailed up and around my body. He seemed starved, like I could only give him this, but that has to be wrong. I wasn't the prettiest girl, and I bet he could have any other, but then why me? Was this all like some kind of trap? It was risky to let a man like Rollins in. I was treading on a dangerous path, and still yet I couldn't turn back. I loved the way his hands felt on my body, like they were made for me. How could I feel so strongly for a stranger?

"Take it off," he orders, and I shiver. He actually ordered me to take my pants off; it felt kind of weird, and in the next second, he reaped the thin fabric off me, leaving me exposed. He lifted me, placing me against his laps.

I didn't struggle; I couldn't. I loved how hungry he was. I also wanted this; I couldn't even explain it, but I couldn't let him stop. I wanted him to go on and on. His eyes raked down my body, and he hummed in contentment. His explosive hands went further up to my clitoral area, rubbing against it. I moaned out louder.

Never in my life had I felt this much pleasure from a single touch like I was feeling now. My palms were all sweaty, and as I managed to hold on to him, he rubbed against me, increasing his space. Then he pulled away, and my eyes shot open. I didn't want him to stop. There was something addictive about his touch. Could this be some strange kind of power he had? Without warning, he slipped his finger into my opening, and I screamed out his name. He stopped again. I was already getting impatient, grinding myself against his fingers.

"I want you to moan out my name again," he ordered me. I never liked being ordered around, but there was something different about it that only turned me on. Still,  I delayed, and he pulled out only to go all the way in with his finger.

"Rollins," I moaned out. I could see his cock pushing against his pants, the size of it mind-racking. He pulled in another finger, going faster, pumping in and out, and I wasn't even ashamed of the thought that only my moans could be heard. I could see the desire in his eyes, and that was all I needed. I reached my climax far faster than I ever had. For a few seconds, I was on cloud nine, but then he pulled out of me, staring right at me as he licked his fingers coated in my cum.

He unzipped his pants, adjusting his briefs, and his cock sprang free, and the size of it got me thinking about how I would contain it all.  I couldn't help but notice how Jake's was small in comparison to this.

"You like what you see?" he asks as he takes my hands. "Ever done a blow job or hand job?.

I did it a lot of times with Jake, but now I don't think I was ever doing it right. "No," I lied. I better be a novice than disappoint him, because he  knew every way to make a woman scream.

"I'll teach you," he said. "Now just circle your hands around it," he says, and I do exactly as he says. He guided my hands up and down his erection, then let me try it out alone, and I did. He felt so warm and I loved it; his moans turned me on, and I was wet again, but I wanted to see him react more; I wanted to... please him, and so I went faster, gripping on him.

"Fuck Cara, faster," he growled, and I obeyed, going faster, loving how hard I made him, loving how 'partly' in control I was. I wanted him to cum, but no, I needed him to cum.

So I go faster than I ever did, and then I go further, bending to lick the tip of his erection, loving the taste of his pre cum.

"Either you are a pretty fast learner or you lied," he says with a smirk.

"I'm a fast learner," I mumbled before going back to business. This time I teased him a little with tongue before taking him in my mouth, I couldn't take him all of him,  I went deep and out, his hands tangled in my hair, forcing me to take more, but not quite choking me, he pulled me off  him so he wouldn't cum in my mouth. I lick my lips, feeling satisfied.

"You would be the death of me, mon amour."

Rollins whined down the glass, letting the smell of sex out.

"We are close" he says.

I stare outside the car, but all I see is the woods.

"Uhmm... I don't see anything," I say.

The fear was rising again; had I been so blind? Maybe he was taking me out to the woods to butcher me, because why else would we be heading there?

"Don't be scared; if I wanted to kill you, I don't even need to bother chasing after you and bringing you back here," he says.

I gasped, "Did you just read my mind? We had a deal".

"No, I didn't," he says simply, looking out the window and back to me. "You don't believe me? I keep to my words... Well, sometimes."

"Then how did you know?"

"It was all on your face; you're an open book... and I think we are here."

The car stops, and he walks out of the car, rounding to open the door for me. I take a little time before walking out of the car because we are in the middle of nowhere and all I see are the trees ahead, but he was right, and a part of me 'wanted' to trust him.

The other two men walked out of the car, and I discovered they weren't even as old as I thought; they were young, somewhere in their early twenties, while Rollins looked to be a few years older than the both of them. The first one was more muscular, with brown short hair and tanned skin; he was huge, almost as muscular as Rollins himself, but the Alpha was taller; then the next was completely different, lean muscled; he was presently wearing a hoody, and he still managed to look hot in it; he had short brown hair too and striking blue eyes, he would have been my type.

"Meet my Beta Lucian and my Gamma Teo." Alpha Rollins introduced me; I was a little lost and couldn't find the right words to say."Hi," I say stupidly to them, and the Gamma smirks. There is something about the way he looks at me that tells me he must be a flirt. The Beta, on the other hand, gives me a nod.

"Welcome... Luna" The beta says, and I notice how hard it was for him to pronounce the title Luna. Did he think that I was below him? undeserving of the title? If only he knew that I didn't even care about that.

"You don't need to call me Luna; you can call me Cara," I say, and I feel like those words brought some kind of tension into the whole thing; it had to do with the way Rollins stiffened, Teo looked away, and Lucian... well, he looked like I had said something ultimately wrong.

I wanted to scream at them that I am only human, and I believed I was handling these all far better than any other 'normal' human would. "That's if you don't want to; I really don't care about some stupid title." I cut myself off; I think I made it worse, and now Rollins pointed gaze was directly at me.

"You are the Luna; it's an honor, and everybody in the pack has to give you that honor," he says.

"I really don't care about a damn title," I say stubbornly, shrugging.

"Teo, Lucian, give me a few minutes with my mate," he says, and they nod, walking away.

"There are so many things you would have to... learn as you aren't a wolf; the Luna and Alpha are the heads of every pack. In the human world, you could imagine a monarchy where we have the king and the queen. Here we have Alphas and Lunas, and you have to look  the part at  least."

"Well, I'm sorry if I don't look like the strong wolf you were looking for."

"You don't have to make this hard. Damn, it is so hard. Knowing you are human, so weak, so fragile, and breakable, why the hell does this have to happen? I could have even been given an Omega," he says, like I wasn't standing right there.

"You brought me here, in the middle of the woods, talking about Lunas and Wolf and shit I don't care about; if you don't want me, then let me go, and I apologize that you were given a weakling like me; maybe you could just let me go and no one would have to know that your mate is such a weak human; you wouldn't have to face the disgrace!" I finshed.

I hadn't even realized when I started screaming at the top of my lungs or when the tears fell down my eyes. I was crying over someone I had just met. What mattered if he thought I was incompetent, if he thought he was unlucky to have me?

It shouldn't matter, but for some strange reasons that I'm starting to understand, it does. It hurts bad that I am not enough, that he thinks I am not enough for him, just like Jake had, he too believed I wasn't enough, so he needed another girl to cheat on me with.

"No, Cara, you don't get me; I love you, but I'm concerned for you, there would always be this constant thought that if I get angry, if I mistakenly hold on too hard, I could break those fragile bones; maybe when we are making love, if I pull at your hair too hard... You would never be safe because every single person would be a threat to you; I would never be at peace when I'm not close to you and I fear..." He cuts himself off; he didn't want to say the last line, but I knew it, I didn't have to be a mind reader to know it.

"You believe I cannot be strong enough to rule a pack of wolves, right?" I completed his sentence, but he remains silent. "Then I think you should fear, because you are so right."