Unwanted

Wendy’s P.O.V.

I listen to Prince Adrian tell us the festival will be rescheduled due to unforeseen circumstances, and I’m filled with rage. I know it has to do with that bitch who thinks she’s Joel’s mate. How dare she say there’s no one here good enough for him? I’m a lycan, and she’s nothing but an unwanted she-wolf who was raised by humans.

I had plans for the festival to expose her as an incompetent princess. At least they haven’t marked each other yet. I still have a chance as long as that hasn’t happened. Maybe this is a good thing; it will give me time to plan something even bigger to ruin their happiness.

I walk past the palace in anger. The guards still refuse to let me in even though Joel is gone. I’ve tried to bribe them, but they say I’m not worth it. They’re wrong. I’m worth more than all of them. When I get home, I slam the door. My stepdad glares at me.

“What’s your problem?” He asks.

“They’re postponing the festival because most of the family is out of town. I know it’s because of that woman who claims to be Joel’s mate.” I say angrily. He looks thoughtful before standing up.

“I told you that you’ll be a princess, and I plan on making that happen. Don’t worry about her. I’ll make sure you have everything you deserve.” He hugs me and slides his hands inside the back of my shirt.

Richard has been with my mom for about a year. My dad was killed two years ago. Richard and my mom aren’t second-chance mates; they’re chosen mates. He comes from money, and I set my sights on him as soon as my mom started dating him. Every time she’s gone, I prance in front of him in my tightest clothes, letting him see all I have to offer. I can tell by the way he touches and watches me that he wants me. When his hand starts sliding inside the back of my shorts, I step back. We’re both adults, and I don’t mind him sampling a little, but he’s not getting the main course until I’m a princess.

“Mom could be home any minute,” I say, trying to discourage him as he leans forward to kiss me. He pulls me against him with force, and I wrap my arms around his neck as his tongue slides inside my mouth. I feel his penis pressing against my abdomen. I’m no virgin, and I know how to push a man to the brink to do what I want. Most men, anyway, I didn’t have any luck with Adrian or Joel. When Richard pulls back, I allow him to move his hand from my back to my breast.

“She’s going to be gone for a while. She’s having a girl’s night with her friends, so it’s just us for a couple hours.” Shit. I forgot she was going out. He’ll know I’ve been playing him if I turn him down. Oh, well, I guess one time won’t hurt. Besides, it’s been a while for me, and he is handsome. I grab his hand and pull him toward the stairs.

“Good, now I can do what I’ve wanted to do for a long time,” I say as we get to my bedroom. I shut the door and remove my clothes. Richard has seen me without my clothes before, but I never let him do more than look. Once my clothes are off, I walk over and unfasten his pants. After pushing them down, I grip him with my hand, making him grow even more. I pretend that it excites me when really I couldn’t care less.

Richard takes his shirt off and then lifts me so I wrap my legs around him. He puts his hands on my ass and kisses me as he carries me to my bed. I would think he’d at least do a little foreplay, but he doesn’t. He’s just like every other man. As soon as I’m on my back, he slams inside me. After only a few thrusts, he’s already done. I don’t even get a chance to orgasm, but I pretend I do.

“I’ve wanted to do that for a long time. I knew you’d be a good girl and come around. Now, show me how much you want to be a princess.” He lays down on my bed and waits. I’ll do what he wants, so he’ll do what I want. I smile as I crawl over and straddle him.

“Sit back and relax while I take you for a ride,” I tell him as I slide onto him. He smiles as he brings his hands up to my breasts. Quid pro quo, I’ve done it before, and I’m sure I’ll do it again. This isn’t a bad thing; this is going to be a very good thing. I’ve got him right where I want him.

Richard’s P.O.V.

I watch Wendy ride me, and I know she doesn’t have any real interest in me. I don’t have any interest in her either. I’m only using her to get what I want. She thinks I’m going to help her get Joel, but all I’m doing is putting a target on her back. Her dad was a sick bastard who was responsible for my mate’s death. Shifters don’t usually cheat on their mates, but he convinced Gail to sleep with him. I believe he drugged her because when she realized what she’d done, she was never the same. She ended up killing herself because of the guilt. I blamed Cline. He’s the reason she was destroyed. So I killed him.

Now I’m getting revenge on his family. I convinced his mate to be my chosen mate. She’s just as bad as her mate was sleeping with any man who looks at her. They deserved each other. Wendy is no better. She sleeps with whoever she needs to in order to get what she wants. I’m going to ruin his family just like he did mine. Wendy falls onto the bed after we both climax, but I’m only getting started.

Teegan’s P.O.V.

I wake up and feel better than ever until I remember what we’re doing today. We’re going to try to locate some of the stolen pups. Joel pulls me tighter against him and kisses my forehead.

“Are you ready to get on the road?” He asks.

“Yeah. I want to help these families like you helped me find mine.” I say as he leans over to kiss me. After marking each other, it seems it’s even more intense every time we touch.

“Me too. I think we have time for one more before we get up.” Joel doesn’t give me time to respond before he’s already inside me. I giggle at his eagerness. We stayed in the room all evening and fell asleep just before dawn. I hadn’t realized how marking each other would affect how much more we would want each other.

By the time we get into the shower, we’re rushing to get ready to leave. We pack our bags and set them by the door before going to the dining hall. When we get there, everyone is waiting for us.

“Well, look who decided to join the party,” Kiana says with a smirk.

“Look who’s talking. You and Damon just sat down.” Victoria says, and I smirk right back at Kiana.

“So what held you up?” I ask her. The princess blushes, although her face is nowhere near as dark as my brothers.

“Now that you all have had your fun, are you ready to hear what we’ve found?” Anton asks. The hurt is clear in his voice. I know it’s probably hard for him to see both of us with our mates while he hasn’t found his yet.

“Do you have an idea of where we should start?” I ask him. He smiles and nods.

“Based on what Brock has here, some places he sent them are nearby. The first place I want to go is Flint.” He pulls out a paper with locations written down. Several are in Michigan, so it makes sense we’ll start here. I see a big star next to a place in California.

“What’s that for?” I ask, pointing at the star.

“There’s a werelion family there that helps children of all species who have been hurt, abused, or abandoned. We reached out to them to see if any of our pups have come their way. We sent them everything we have, and they’re going to compare it with those who have been through their group homes.” Anton replies. I’m impressed. I didn’t know any place like that existed.

“That’s incredible,” I say, looking at the address in Roseville, California.

“I talked to the woman who runs the homes; her name is Cat. The way she spoke about those in her homes, you can tell they’re not just kids in her care. They’re her family. I hope some of the pups ended up there. That would be the best outcome.” Anton packs up the papers as our breakfast is served. A werelion named Cat, what are the chances?

We eat breakfast and decide to take one of the large SUVs that we can all fit in. Anton drives while the rest of us sit in the back. He complained at first, saying he felt like a chauffeur, but I could tell he was happy to be leaving for a while. As we head toward Flint, I look out the window, hoping that we find some of the pups that were sent there. However, I know all of their stories aren’t going to have a happy ending.