The Deserted Alpha Princess novel Chapter 2

Jennifer's POV:

As I lay in the bed with the empty wooden box in my arms, hatred grew within me.

"Jennifer, you will succeed one day."

A voice startled me out of my daze.

"Who's there?" I asked nervously.

"Jennifer, I'm Eva. I'm your wolf. Happy eighteenth birthday!"

"Eva, I can finally sense you!" I cried, feeling a huge sense of relief. It was not until now that I realized that it was past midnight. I was officially eighteen years old, and my wolf showed up.

"From today on, I will always be with you."

"Thank you, Eva. I won't be alone anymore." I couldn't help but smile at the thought.

"You are never alone. And soon, you will meet your mate."

"Yeah, you're right! I'm an adult now. As soon as I get back the necklace my mother left to me, I'll leave this place to search for my mate."

Finding my mate was something that I was really looking forward to. I still remembered how much my parents loved each other. For some reason, I had a feeling that my mate would also be good to me.

The wound on my hand still hurt, and thanks to Barbara, my quilt was damp. I was curled up in bed in this pathetic condition. Although I was cold and hungry, I fell asleep with bright expectations.

Early the next morning, I went to Barbara's residence in the name of cleaning her house. The pearl necklace she had snatched from me was very important to me, so I had to take it back at all costs.

After entering Barbara's house, I went straight to her bedroom. The door was ajar, but there was no one inside. Counting my lucky stars, I rushed in and rummaged through her dressing table as quickly as I could. Unfortunately, I didn't find my pearl necklace. But what I did find was the necklace that Barbara usually wore. She had framed me and falsely accused me of stealing! And all along, her necklace was safe and sound in her jewelry box. It turned out that the bitch had made trouble out of nothing.

I searched every inch and corner of her room, but I still couldn't find my pearl necklace. Grunting in frustration, I left her bedroom to look for the necklace elsewhere.

I walked inward, wanting to try my luck in her closet. The strong fragrance of lilies drifted towards me all of a sudden. As I walked forward, the smell became stronger and stronger.

Somehow, as if by instinct, I knew that this was the smell of my mate. Who was my mate?

"No, I can't hold on anymore... Your dick is so big. It's so deep inside me!"

"You already can't hold on? Babe, it's just the beginning."

"Baby, fuck me! Drive me wild!"

The woman's lewd moans were accompanied by the sound of running water and the continuous sound of flesh slapping against flesh.

My heart leaped into my throat as I followed the fragrance and finally stopped at the door of the bathroom. As soon as I saw the two people intertwined in the bathtub, I felt sick to my stomach. They were so engrossed in what they were doing that they didn't notice my presence at all.

There were two werewolves having sex in the bathroom. One of them was the vicious Barbara, and the other was the shameless Kevin. Kevin would be the future Alpha. He slept with a lot of women and harassed me from time to time. I hated him to the core. I never expected that he and Barbara would be together, but they were a perfect match.

Oh, my God! Was this jerk supposed to be my mate?

Bile rose up my throat as I stared at the two of them with my feet rooted to the spot.

Kevin's POV:

I was having sex with Barbara in her bathroom when I suddenly smelled the sweet fragrance of flowers. I knew that my mate had come. Sure enough, when I looked at the door, I saw Jennifer standing there.

"Jennifer, you're here," I greeted, while continuing to thrust into Barbara. The sight of Jennifer got me even harder, and I couldn't stop.

"Yes," Jennifer choked out in a low voice, as if she was in physical pain.

"Bitch, who allowed you to enter my place in the early morning? Get out!" Barbara roared.

I saw Jennifer lifting her foot to turn around and leave.

"Wait, don't go. Come here," I said sternly, pulling out of Barbara.

Jennifer walked in slowly, as if she was still hesitating.