The Alpha’s Little Luna

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As soon as Mercedes arrived home, my phone buzzed.

A text from Clarita, asking for her money.

‘Alpha, mission completed. Please pay up’.

With a sigh, I go to the mobile bank app and transfer the agreed amount to her account right away. This devil has earned two hundred thousand American dollars in two days. Damn!!

Clarita is the most worthless girlfriend Mercedes can ever have. She is terribly jealous of Mercedes, capable of killing her friend for her happiness. And yet this kind Mercedes stuck out her neck to save a friend like this. I noticed that Mercedes didn’t want to date me, she would never have gone with me voluntarily.

That’s why I stoop so low to hire Clarita for my plan.

Clarita and I put together this whole drama. The intent was to get Mercedes closer to me, take her on a date as soon as the Alpha was out of the picture. Then I would court her so she would consider me a serious candidate now or next year on her eighteen birthday.

At first, I spent almost a quarter of a million on Clarita’s party. Clarita was overjoyed when I approached her with the plan, she could never afford such a party herself. And she didn’t want to lose this golden opportunity to try to outdo Mercedes.

The act with my father was also staged, but we had not agreed to catch them in such a pose. I think Clarita had her own agenda with the scene that Mercedes and I encountered.

The sudden appearance of my mother was not in our plan either. Why do I feel that Clarita arbitrarily modified the plan to her liking? She was out for a kill, destroying not only the relationship between Mercedes and Zane but also that of my parents. In the future, I have to figure out how to eliminate Clarita, she could pose a danger to anyone, turn into a real racketeer.

‘Already transferred,’ I texted her back.

Almost half a million for a failed plan!

With Mercedes, I am back to square one. The whole plan I so carefully put together to win her over has come to nothing. After seeing the scene of the two in the bedroom, I thought I could seduce her and have her in my bed. And record our lovemaking for the Alpha.

But that turned out differently, she rejected any connection with me, clearly didn’t want anything from me. The idea of being mated with me horrifies her, it was so plain to see on her face.

But I’m not giving up yet.

My last set is Zane.

If everything went well, he received the images of Mercedes and me sitting in the cafeteria, laughing like dear friends. This should make the other video we sent him more believable. The scene where we found Clarita and my father has been technically manipulated. In that one, Zane watches me lick his mate’s pussy as she screams in ecstasy, grabbing my hair to get my mouth closer to her.

My member gets rock hard at the thought of really wanting to do this with her, spoiling her with my mouth until she goes crazy with lust.

On my Instagram account, I uploaded a video of our picnic to show the world how well we are together. I’ll check the comments later, I’m pretty sure they will trash Mercedes and call on Zane to ban her. That would suit me perfectly.

Standing here, I see a helicopter in our skies and know who is on board. The laugh is closer to me, Zane has arrived to hold his mate accountable for the videos and reject her instantly. He’ll yell at her, call her a whore and all, and then leave, never to come back.

And I’ll be there tomorrow, as her savior to dry her tears and hold her lovingly in my arms. That fool will act totally in my favor. Infatuation and jealousy are mostly synonyms, I’m sure the Alpha will not tolerate this behavior from his mate.

But I’ll hear more about that tomorrow.

I’ll let the couple battle it out for a bit to be the passionate comforter in the morning.

When I park my car in front of the packhouse, I notice that I urgently need a release. The thought of Mercedes and me making out on a dresser makes me burn with desire, a fire that my hand will not be able to extinguish tonight. I never had intercourse with any she-wolf, but I do like oral pleasure. At least there is one woman I go to regularly and I pay her well for her service. She lives in the packhouse, an Omega who is very materialistic and likes to earn extra money.

I grab my phone and text her. She has several clients and I don’t feel like having unpleasant encounters.

‘In fifteen minutes,’ she schedules me in.

So, I was right to announce my arrival in advance. Leaning against my car, I look at the clear blue sky. It is a perfect night today, the moon is high above the packhouse. Too bad I didn’t have the best date today.

But tomorrow brings new opportunities.

By then, the Alpha has seen the images on his phone and Instagram and must have already cut ties with Mercedes. If she doesn’t show up at school tomorrow, I’ll go with flowers and chocolate to her house. And then, a new chapter in my life begins with the love of my life.

And with that certainty, I walk into the packhouse and make my way to Omega Elissa’s apartment. Since I have an appointment with her, I knock briefly before walking into the room. To my horror, I see my Gamma John frantically slamming Elissa from behind, her butt cheeks jumping up with every thrust.

“Alpha”, she muttered breathlessly, leaning against the wall for support while John doesn’t let her go. “The Gamma wasn’t ready yet. Come here and I can help you both”, she beckoned me.

John grins at me as Elissa unfastens the belt from my jeans and pulls down the zipper. I’m sure this is not my favorite activity, sex for me is a personal thing where no third parties are involved. But yeah, it doesn’t really matter this time.

Elissa is by no means Mercedes.

So I let myself go as she worked me with her mouth while my Gamma feasted on her back…