Ch. 11..15: The Alpha’s Exchanged Mate Chapter 11-15

The Alpha’s Exchanged Mate – Chapter 11

Edwina’s POV…

I glared out my window, it was a brand new day and the air felt lighter, but I didn’t feel lighter; I just knew I was free from one of my heart-felt turmoil and about to start one more, I was going to marry a man I don’t love, to save a sister who never showed me any kindness as she did before yesterday.

I was overwhelmed with the despair of my current situation, I was always one who wanted to marry for love and nothing more. Not for money, not for appearance but just for love. Thinking about marrying a disabled man I don’t love was another struggle in my head. How was I going to cope with that and not lose my mind in the process?

“Stay still,” Becca commanded me as she inserted another pin into my headgear.

“Ouch,” I cried out as she mistakenly pierced into my skin.

“Sorry,” she apologized, “Please stay still so I don’t pierce your head again,” she instructed and I sighed then nodded my head.

She was trying to make me over to prepare me for the official ceremony of the night howlers. I hated dressing up for my wedding, especially for the second time in a lifetime.

“You look so beautiful, we are almost done,” Becca complimented, as she was putting the finishing touch to my dark brown hair, I wore an orange-coloured long silk gown with white stones on it, and my hair was parked in a ponytail to make the headgear fit in perfectly with the orange long veil over my head.

I chose the colour orange instead of black because this was my second time getting hitched to a wolf and only on your first marriage do you get to wear black.

“Shouldn’t the ceremony have commenced by now?” I was already tired of all the barbie doll dress-up that was being done to me.

“It should have, but you know there is a thing that needs to be put in place first before the ceremony commence”

The way she emphasized the word “Thing” made me suspicious of it.

“What thing is that?” I inquired suspiciously. She glared at me and then around and then back to me.

“You know you were married to the Beta Wolf,” she wasn’t asking me but I felt the need to answer her.

“Yes, I know that,” I replied to her briefly and paused to hear her response.

“So it is custom they annul the marriage first before you proceed to marry the alpha,”

Shit!!!

How did I forget Benedict when thinking about all these? My worst fear had to do with getting married to a man I barely knew and didn’t love, I certainly forgot that I was still married to a man who I once loved and he thought I knew.

“How do they annul one’s marriage by custom?” I asked, I knew almost nothing about the werewolf culture and nothing of the night howlers’ customs and tradition; I was always mocked growing up about my deficiency and the fact that I had no wolf, so I didn’t care for the culture nor did I wanted to know about a tradition which didn’t recognize me. But now that I am going to be the Luna, I will have to start learning about the tradition, it will be a whole lot of struggle for me because I had always hated it.

“They would have to go seek the counsel of the moon goddess and a holy bath and sacrifice would be conducted by the Beta, therefore ridding him of all commitment and bond to you,” she explained, but my mind had already escaped from the conversation mid-sentence, what does she mean by all that? I didn’t ask aloud because I wasn’t going to sound further like a novice and admit I knew nothing of what she spoke about.

“So they are going to meet Benedict?” The realization suddenly hit me that I had not told him of my plans to marry Alpha Xander and that whatever is going to be done would be so strange to him. I wonder if I owed him an explanation for my actions or if he didn’t deserve it considering what he did to me.

I stood up from the wooden chair with a comfortable foam which I sat down facing the mirror and gazed at myself for a minute.

Was this what I truly wanted?

Can I do this for life? Were the recurrent questions I kept asking myself, Becca moved closer to me still cautious about maintaining a distance from me, and she held my veil from behind and straightened the edges.

“You look so beautiful, you will make a great Luna,” she said reaffirming. For someone who had mocked me the other day, she sure does have a quick change of heart.

“Are you sure?” I asked her, I was looking for any kind of reassurance from her, it wasn’t the best habit but I have always been one to seek validation all the time and I got none.

“Yes, ma’am, I am so sure. What you did for me on your dinner night with the alpha meant everything to me, you showed me a great amount of kindness no one had ever shown me.”

“It is nothing,” I interrupted her and replied modestly, truly it was nothing, it was something I could have done for anyone.

“It was ma’am. If you had not responded the way you did, I most likely would have been punished severely and that meant the world to me. To me, that’s the quality of a good Luna, not like Luna Sonia, you are more like Luna Ashley,” she said and paused knowing she had blurted out a lot because her face countenance immediately changed. I knew it was because she recalled that Sonia is my sister.

“Who is Luna Ashley?” I asked, trying to deviate from the topic because truthfully, I was in no mood to talk about my sister too.

“Please ma’am, can you sit down so that we can finish this before they are back?” She requested, trying to usher me back to the wooden chair, I obliged and sat down back on the chair, I was tired of all this, I found it unnecessary and excessive, it’s not even my first marriage.

“Who is Luna Ashley?” I asked again curiously.

“She is the Alpha’s mother,” she replied briefly. I noticed she was also hesitant, and that raised my inquisitiveness the most.

“Tell me about her,” I requested and I could see her biting her lips slightly through the mirror, it was almost like she had not intended to mention her name, it just slipped off.

“She was the Luna before she died, giving birth to Alpha Xander Chase, she was kind and fair to all,” she replied and continued to apply some finishing touch to my makeup, I glared at her again through the mirror to observe her countenance, I knew there was more to this story, more that she was holding back. I could empathize with what she was saying because I also lost my mother during childbirth and was blamed for killing her since I was cursed.

“That is so sad,” I said sadly,” So the Alpha grew up not knowing his mother?” I asked.

“Yes he did not know his birth mother but after a while, his father got married again.”

“Losing a mate must have been horrible for him, what happened to her, was it because of some sort of complication during birth?” I asked again, I do hope Becca doesn’t start to see my questions as excessive and suspicious.

“She was human and I think the fact that she didn’t have no wolf and given birth to an alpha wolf became too complicated. She didn’t have the power to give him life and hold on to hers at the same time, ” she answers and I could see her eyes search through mine in the mirror to see my reaction.

I then realized why she was waiting for my reaction. I had no wolf so technically I am also considered human, I had heard of the myth of how some humans lost their lives during childbirth simply because they were conceived of werewolves.

“Ma’am, please can you not tell Alpha about this? It was only I and his father that knew the origin of his birth and that his mother isn’t a night howler,” she pleaded and I could see the terror in her eyes. She had just said something she was never supposed to say to me or anyone.

“I won’t tell him or anyone,” I tried to reassure her.

“You don’t understand, no one knows that the Alpha is actually half-human, if they do it would bring chaos in the realm.”

Oh great, she just gave me this huge secret to keep, I would have been better off not knowing this particular information.

“I promise you, this secret is safe with me,” I said crossing my chest with a smile on my face, I don’t know what exactly that meant but that should stand for something.

Giving birth to a wolf took two times the effort than it normally does, sometimes some of the women would, and sometimes some of the women who had wolves would have to shift to their wolf form to give birth to their cub, or in other words, child.

Was that going to also happen to me?

I let out exasperated gasps and exhaled again.

One step at a time. I whispered to myself.

“You are all set ma’am,” she announced, and I gazed at myself in the mirror for the umpteenth time, Becca’s hands were magical, she sure does know how to transform from mess to angels.

” I love it,” I said as tears began to drop down my eyes.

“No ma’am, please don’t cry, this is supposed to be a happy day,” she pleaded “You are going to smear your makeup.”

She is right, this is supposed to be a happy day, I didn’t look this beautiful at my first wedding but I am getting married for the second time in a lifetime to a man I didn’t love.

“It is so beautiful,” I said, using the tip of my fingers to shove off the drop of tears making their way down my face.

Then we heard a knock on the door, Becca immediately went to check who was at the door as I kept glaring at myself in the mirror, she returned briefly and announced.

“They are waiting for us in the courtroom,”

I let out an exasperated gasp again and took one last glance at the mirror.

As we slowly made our way to the courtroom, walking down the stairs, I gathered my dress from the side, and Becca aided me from behind, we then stopped at the door as she came before me.

“Are you ready?” She asked with a smile.

I wasn’t, but I nodded “Yes.”

She opened the door, stepping aside and everyone stood. Immediately, I saw Alexander sitting in his wheelchair and his eyes gleamed up when he saw me.

Welcome to the next f****d up phase of your life Edwina, A voice said from within me.

 

The Alpha’s Exchanged Mate – Chapter 12

Xander’s POV…

Getting back from the f*****g ritual of annulling the marriage of my mate to be; sometimes I wonder about the fundamental significance of some of these norms and frivolous shenanigans. They were sometimes lengthy and quite frankly unnecessary. Why can’t I just annul a freaking marriage? Why do I have to go dip myself twenty times in the river?

A lot of unanswered questions.

When we walked into the jail to pick up Benedict, he glared at me miserably, I couldn’t recognize him, he wasn’t even the shadow of the man I knew, he looked weak and unstable. Before then, he used to look muscular and in control, he used to be my right-hand man, but not anymore.

Growing up as the Alpha’s son, I knew it was my destiny to become the Alpha and so did Benedict. He also knew it was his destiny to become the Beta wolf, so we would always be forced to go hunting together as kids. Gradually, we developed a mutual friendship that was built upon the better good of the night howler’s pack. We would fight together to protect the realm; we weren’t the best of friends due to personality clashes, but we respected each other. I respected his strength, and I still do.

“His almighty Alpha Alexander Chase finally comes to visit a worthless man like me,” he said sarcastically as he approached me, his legs and hands dragged in chains.

“Beta Benedict,” I replied formally.

“So what brings you here with your many guards?” He asked, crashing into the side chair close to the entrance, I looked at him and his act of disrespect which was aimed at agitating me.

“I am f*****g tired, it is not easy being in here with chains all around you,” he said.

I knew what he was doing but I wasn’t going to bite.

“We will be headed for the stream of Luna,” I muttered to him.

His eyes widened and I could see his countenance change.

“What are we going to do at the stream of Luna?” He asked, still perplexed.

“I am getting married,” I stated.

“Congratulations,” he replied almost instantly with an edge of sarcasm in his voice, “But the last time I checked you do not need the Beta to get married, nor do you need to go the stream of Luna, don’t you know your culture anymore?” He retorted rudely to me.

I could feel my fist tighten as I began to boil up in resentment. The nerve of this guy, he betrayed me, slept with my Luna, got her pregnant, and still has the guts to disrespect me to my face. Was it because I was in a wheelchair? I was about to lunge toward him but I held myself back, I couldn’t risk a whole plan set in motion for just a temporal fist fight, as much as it is tempting, I will have to behave myself.

“Well, that’s because we want to annul her marriage with you before I can marry her.”

His eyes widened and I could see him trying to hide his disbelief, a smile almost formed on my face because I had managed to even the score.

“You are getting married to Edwina just to get back at me for f*****g your mate???” He blurted out with spite in his eyes, I could see his eyes transition from humor to disgust.

“Why would I ever do that,” I wasn’t asking but I sure made it sound like a question.

“It is quite barbaric of you, you know, you do know she is the sister of your mate.”

I didn’t owe him any explanation and if I am to be radically honest with myself, I didn’t have one.

“Don’t preach to me about the code of conduct because clearly, you didn’t have one when you f****d my mate repeatedly!” I retorted, I was at the tiniest point of losing it.

He laughed out hysterically, he knew he was already getting under my skin.

“Well, at least I am man enough to f**k her, repeatedly,”

F**k!

F**k!!

F**k!!!

Damn this wheelchair, that was when I realized I had a lineup of wolves behind me waiting for my command to attack.

I signaled to the gamma wolf behind me to deal with Benedict, I stood there as he threw repeated punches at him, and I began to wonder who exactly I had become.

“Stop,” I commanded, “We need him alive to perform the ritual.”

The gamma wolf stopped cleaning the b***d he had drawn from Benedict on his chest.

“I see you have the weak ones doing your dirty bidding now,” Benedict retorted again, spitting.

Is this guy f*****g kidding me? Does he want to die? I asked within myself.

“Shut up,” I said to him and turned to face the gamma wolf, “take him, let’s get going.”

“Yes, let’s get going to annul me from my marriage to that deficient woman, do you know how it sucks not being able to explore having s*x in your wolf with your mate? Oh well, you won’t know since you are stuck on that wheelchair___” I knew then I had to tune him out, else I wouldn’t make it to the stream of Luna without tearing him apart with my bear hands.

***

We got back to the night howlers’ territory in good time and I instructed some of the gamma wolves to take Benedict back to the prison.

I wanted to get dressed for my wedding, once I was able to successfully wheel myself to the room and lock my room door from inside, I stood up, I sighed as I did some air kick with my legs. I despised pretending to be crippled but I need to do it to discover who is loyal to the pack and the realm.

When the sizzlers attacked us, I had discovered a grave number of disloyal wolves, when I was truly crippled from the attack a lot of things changed.

Some of the wolves denounced the pack and swore their allegiance to our rival pack, it was also when I found out about my cheating wife and my unfaithful Beta. I had already started making progress toward recovery then but I pretended as if I was still crippled and watched a countless number of wolves show how dishonest they were.

I was about to reveal the truth in a couple of days about my well-being when Edwina came begging on behalf of her sister and the crazy idea of switching mates and making her my Luna came to my mind, then I also knew I needed to take this act further a little longer. I needed to test her loyalty, could she be loyal to an Alpha she didn’t love who also was in a wheelchair?

I quickly took my shower and wore the orange outfit that was lying on my bed.

I stood before the mirror for a while having at myself, standing and looking so dashingly handsome before I went back to the deceitful life I had formed on that wheelchair.

Then I heard a gentle sound from the door and I quickly sat down on the wheelchair.

“Come in,” I called out, and the door gently opened as Caleb, my dresser, entered the room. He was shocked to see me already dressed. I could see the disbelief in his eyes, I probably should have waited for him to dress me.

“You are already dressed sir,” he said silently.

“It was a whole lot of struggle, but I overcame it,” I replied triumphantly and he smiled, hdiding his surprise.

“Let’s go then, everyone is already seated in the courtroom.”

I wheeled myself from my room which I had them move downstairs for my convenience.

Caleb opened the door to the courtroom for me and I wheeled myself in. Everyone stood up immediately when I reached the front courtroom, I swivelled back so that I could face the entrance.

My hands were trembling, and I tried to hide it, I wasn’t sure this was the best decision but I was going to go through with it. The door gradually opened and everyone stood up again, I almost did too until I recalled that I was supposed to be confined to this God-forsaken wheelchair.

My eyes brightened as I saw Edwina appear in the courtroom, she looked so different, so beautiful, her dress brought out the Luna in her, and as I saw her walking gloriously towards me, beaming with a smile, I don’t know if the smile was fake but it sure does look good on her. She walked majestically like she had been trained all her life for this day, she carried herself as a true Luna should with an accommodating smile and pleasant looks. As she passed by, the wolves in the courtroom bowed to her, signifying their loyalty to her.

Once she approached me as tradition demands, she bowed down to the elders and then turned and bowed to me, Her Alpha.

“My Alpha,” she muttered gently and there were loud howls from the courtroom from all angles, it signified acknowledgement.

“My Luna,” I replied and took her hands, and the howling increased.

The ceremony began.

 

The Alpha’s Exchanged Mate – Chapter 13

Edwina’s POV…

The ceremony took way more time than I had anticipated. There were a lot of dipping hands in water and immersing one’s leg in a green slimy-looking sticky substance.

When we were done with the ritual, there was a brief celebration. My heart was in no mood for celebration; I had nothing to celebrate because all I had known to be true about marriage had failed.

I always thought of marrying for love and when I thought I did, my marriage failed, I got a cheating husband and now I am getting married to a man I didn’t love to save my sister and Benedict.

I wondered how he felt when they approached him with the marriage news. Was he angry, or did he feel betrayed?

I don’t know why I should give a f**k or care about how he feels when truly he was the one who broke us, he cheated on me with my sister.

“I have this whole new perspective of the tradition surrounding marriages,” Alpha Xander whispered to me, I don’t know why I was still so formal around him but maybe it’s because this marriage was all about formality.

“What is that, Alpha?” I asked. He was sitting close to me in the reception hall and surrounded by a lot of wolves, some from different packs who had come to witness the glorious event.

It was supposed to be a small wedding with little noise, but when an Alpha is getting married, the whole idea of small is not really feasible.

I just hope my sister doesn’t find out.

“I find it unnecessary and superfluous,” he stated, then paused to take a sip of the wine glass in front of him, I had not drank wine or eaten anything, I found no cause for celebration.

“Why do you, Alpha?” I asked again, I was in no mood to converse with him but he seemed to be.

“Why can’t I just do the needful and take my wife home and we do the other needful?” He whispered again, it took a while before my mind comprehended exactly what he meant and when it did, I gulped in a lump of saliva.

Did he just make a s*x joke?

“I see,” I replied, I didn’t want this discussion to go any further.

That was when it dawned on me, we had not discussed that part yet. What type of dumbhead gets married without talking about s*x, but here we are.

“I just feel it is not the main deal, by the way, all we want to do is to just get home and f**k,” he muttered to me, he had a smirk on his face, something about this statement and how he said it weirdly stimulated me, it was more like I was being turned on by his words.

I shrugged, “We all have what we want,” I replied to him.

“What is it you want then?”

“Uh mm?” I was not sure what he was asking.

“What is it you want, an excessive wedding or s*x?” He replied with that same devilish grin on his face. He was loving this, he knew I wasn’t comfortable with his question and he derided my discomfort, was all these just a joke to him to feed his sadistic taste for dominance?

“Whatever comes I accept,” I simply replied as my cheeks turned pink from blushing.

“So you have no preference,” he leaned in and tilted his head forward until I could feel his hot breath on my neck.

I gulped in another lump of saliva, I glared around, people were staring at us but were pretending as if they were not.

“We all have preferences,” I muttered, as I began to struggle with my utterance of words, his presence was all over me, evading me. Making it so hard for me to breathe.

I needed to leave here because his presence was becoming evasive, too evasive.

“So is a man in a wheelchair your preference or do you prefer a man more active?”

I stood up almost immediately, “Excuse me Alpha, I need to go adjust my makeup,” I said and without even waiting for him to say anything, I disappeared into the dancing crowd and went through to the main house chamber. I felt his eyes on me all the way through, then I reached the bathroom, it was a general bathroom on the down floor of the chambers. I would have gone to a more private bathroom but I didn’t want to go through the stress of taking the stairs with these miserably painful heels.

I entered the bathroom, locked myself inside one of the chambers and sat on the toilet seat, I just needed space to breathe and think clearly.

The idea of having s*x with Alpha Xander was scary to me, especially the fact that I might be the one doing most of the work because he is disabled.

When I agreed to marry him, I didn’t put into consideration that we would be having s*x but now that he is talking about it, I am a bit scared of what to expect and how to perform.

I heard a giggling coming from the toilet, I peeped through the pinhole and saw two ladies walking into the bathroom, I know I needed to remain calm and unnoticed; what would be said of the bride who locked herself up in the bathroom on her wedding day? That wouldn’t go out well.

“I heard she begged him to marry her to cover up the shame of being left by her mate,” the lady with blonde hair said who appeared to be the older one spoke first, and they both stood before the mirror fixing their make-up.

“I heard it’s because she is deficient she had to seduce her way into his life, and poor Alpha Alexander, ever since he lost his legs, he shows such a poor sense of judgment,” she said using a toilet wipe to touch the base of her face, I was still peeping through the whole.

“He used to be a powerful Alpha, but now he is the weakest. What a disappointment, he even got married to a deficient woman,” the brunette with an ugly-looking cap replied.

“My husband and I are thinking of joining the sizzlers because if there is any battle again, we are all doomed. Imagine a pack with a deformed Alpha, a deficient Luna, and a Beta wolf in Jail. It’s like the moon goddess has laid a curse on us,” she said with a condescending look on her face.

“True, it’s better to be on the right side of the battle.”

They both rinsed their hands and took one last glance at the mirror before exiting the bathroom. when I was sure they had left, I also hastily stepped out of the toilet and strode back to the reception hall. I sat down back still reminiscing of what I heard, was this how they saw Alpha Alexander since the tragic event; as an Alpha who could no longer lead his pack?

“You took a long time to fix your makeup,” he whispered,” I almost thought you were going to leave me on our wedding night.”

I glared at him and then smiled, “why would I Alpha, I agreed to marry you and stand by the sacred bond of marriage,” I replied with the gleaming smile still on my face.

“We are married, you can quit calling me Alpha, it sounds so formal.”

“What should I call you then?” I asked.

“Well, after tonight, whatever name you get to call me when I am in you, you can stick to calling me that,”

I burst out in laughter, I shouldn’t be laughing but that joke was so corny, and somehow it lightened the mood and how tense I was since I heard the ladies in the bathroom.

“Edwina, I wouldn’t force you to do anything you are not comfortable with, I told you right from day one, I don’t force people. We can move at your own pace,” he said rather calmly this time, I could see the proper gentleman in him.

“Okay,” I simply said, nodding.

“Do you want to leave here? I am already tired of this elaborate party,”

I chuckled, I had known Alpha Alexander from afar and he always seemed like the outgoing, macho, billionaire who always attended the biggest event, but coming up close now, I can see how he doesn’t like parties.

“Sure, let’s go,”

He signalled Caleb, who I have come to know to be his personal guard to come to lead the way, as we passed people waved and we waved back. When we reached the mansion where the main chambers were, I followed him to his room. When we reached the door, I paused hesitantly to follow him.

“Come in, it’s our wedding night and it’s a tradition we spend tonight together, you can have your separate room tomorrow, ” he said calmly and pushed the door open before wheeling himself into the room, I followed suit.

The room was enormous, with a king-size bed, it was filled with a wardrobe and an inner room which I assumed would either be a dressing room or a bathroom. There was also a grand piano in the centre of the room.

“Wow your room is beautiful,” I commended, and he smiled.

“Thank you, I had it personally decorated to suit my taste.”

“You have good taste then.”

He smiled again and soon gazed at me rather intensely this time.

“So dear Luna, it’s our wedding night. What do you want to do?”

The way the question came out brought quivers to my body and I could feel my bones grow weak.

I don’t know if I wanted to have s*x, but I am his wife and it is part of my duties.

 

The Alpha’s Exchanged Mate – Chapter 14

Alexander’s POV…

I can see how tense she is and somehow, I find it amusing. I won’t lie, she tickles my fancy a lot. After all, it’s not every time a woman gets to capture my attention.

She is walking around the room, touching things, observing, and carefully scrutinizing.

I love how she is so keen to take in all the details of this room or was it her way of avoiding a conversation with me about what we would be doing all night?

I am not sure I know what I am supposed to do either.

Ever since I got paralyzed, Sonia had deprived me of having s*x with her. I once overheard her telling her handmaid that she found it disgusting to have s*x with a crippled man.

So, when I found out she was pregnant and for the amount of time the child had been conceived, it was easy to know that the child wasn’t mine.

Even when I got better and still pretended to be paralyzed, I had not had s*x either. It had been a struggle and this night would be a much bigger struggle for me too; having s*x without moving the way I am used to. I wonder why my mind is already visualizing s*x with her. She had not even agreed to it, and I am not about to force anyone into anything.

“You look tense, why is that?” I asked, trying to get her to stay still and stop moving around the room.

Ever since the wedding, she had been absent-minded, lost in her thoughts, and rather clumsy. I could tell she was nervous.

“Nothing, just admiring your room, ” she muttered and finally paused and gazed at me for the first time since we left the party.

“We need to talk,” I said to her, then she nodded in agreement.

“Yes, we do.”

“About s*x,” I paused ” You have been avoiding contact with me because of that,” I added, and she turned pink as I could see her getting embarrassed by my forwardness.

“I am not avoiding you. I just don’t know what to expect,” she replied gently, biting her lips. She does that anytime she is nervous and unsure. It’s crazy that I just got to meet her after a long while and already knew her so well. When her sister and I were married, they never got along, so she never came by.

“You are my wife, Edwina. What do you expect?” I said, sounding a bit authoritative.

I wheeled myself to where she stood, “Edwina, you are my Luna, and I am your mate now. You have duties to satisfy both me and my wolf.”

She stared at me with intensity. I hate it when she does that because I find it hard to know exactly what she is thinking.

“You say it as if it is some sort of chore,” she mumbled underneath her breath. I almost didn’t hear her.

“I don’t know what you take it as, a duty, a means of satisfaction or pleasure, but as long as you are my wife, you are going to fulfill that obligation to me,” I stated. I hated how I sounded to her and how my words were coming off too.

“Again, with the whole obligation talk,” she muttered, moving to the other side of the room and sitting on a chair that faced the window that gave a perfect view of the garden.

“What do you want me to say, Edwina? Clearly, we are not doing it for love, but because we are married to each other. Isn’t that what you define as an obligation?” I asked, and she continued glaring at the window, not even looking at me.

“I don’t want to force you into anything you don’t want to. We can just sleep today and figure it out later. I know this might be a lot for you,” I said rather calmly this time and nodded her head in agreement. I was a little bit disappointed, but I understood her.

“I want to go take a shower,” she announced.

“Do you want me to join you?” I teased her and she smiled.

“Well, I will consider it later,” she replied with a grin on her face. “Which is the bathroom?” She asked, pointing at both doors in the room before I pointed at the one by my left.

“That one,” I replied.

She smiled again as she reached out for her luggage and opened it. She searched for it for a while, then brought out a towel and what looked like a nightgown. I watched her as she did all that and disappeared to the bathroom with them.

I get it, her hesitance to have s*x with me. Having s*x with a seemingly crippled person can be a lot, so I will give her enough time to process the information.

I heard the shower being turned on and I couldn’t help but wonder what her naked self would look like without any clothes.

I kept on holding onto the thoughts when she appeared with a towel. Her skin was dripping with water, her hair was wet, and she was looking at me intensely again.

“I am done showering,” she muttered. There was something different about her voice and I couldn’t help but notice what it was. The towel was wrapped around her chest, and she held her pajamas which she had gone into the bathroom with. It was strange she went into the bathroom with them and that was when it hit me.

I am f*****g foolish. I cursed within me. She was giving me a green light and I couldn’t see it.

“Should I help you get on the bed?” She whispered to me as she lowered herself to where I sat. I knew what she meant by that but I couldn’t let her put me in the bed as she might realize my legs weren’t as wobbly as a crippled man’s leg should be.

“Come here,” I said to her, sounding husky. My voice was hoarse as I watched her come closer to squat where I sat.

“You look so beautiful today,” I said to her, and I could see a shy smile form on her face.

I touched her face slightly and trailed my hands down her cheeks to her neckline, she was motionless and she had that intense look still on her face.

“Edwina,” I whispered, coming closer to her, as I could feel my hot breath touch her wet skin.

“Xander,” she replied, and I smiled. This was the first time she wasn’t referring to me as the Alpha.

“I want you, Edwina,” I said calmly this time, and she remained silent. My hands were now on the back of her neck and some of her wet hair was touching my hands, dripping water on them. I titled her head forward to meet mine as I could feel her breath turn heavy.

“I am all yours,” she replied, and I waited no more before I titled my head forward to k**s her. I could taste her wet mouth on mine, my tongue exploring hers as she kissed me back intensely. Her tongue playfully throbbed into mine, gently sucking her lips and then my hand down her neckline.

I was perfectly aware that what stood between her being gloriously naked before me was just the knot she made in the towel wrapped around her body. In just a swift movement, she would be naked, but I didn’t want to do that while I was still in the wheelchair and she was squatting down before me.

“Let’s go to the bed,” I proposed to her and nodded in agreement. We reached the bed and she walked to the other side as I pretended to struggle to get on it.

After we both sat on the bed.

“Should I help you pull your clothes?” She asked.

I had always found a lady pulling a man’s cloth a bit emasculating, but I am supposed to be a cripple, so I am supposed to be handicapped also.

“Yes,” I simply said, and she helped me pull the robe I wore over my head, it was the Alpha’s traditional robe, and then buttoned the orange long sleeve t-shirt but before she did, I helped her remove it. I might be disabled, but I still had my hands.

She then lowered herself down to my robes. I could see how gentle she was with me. She helped me unbutton the trousers, unzipped them, and then slid them down my legs. She did this with so much patience.

She was about to do the same to my boxers once she was done with my singlets, leaving me with one piece of clothing when my hands grabbed her.

“My turn,” I said huskily and drew her upwards, towards me. Without waiting, I twisted open the knot she had made with the towels and the towel fell off, leaving her stack naked before me.

“Gosh!!” I exclaimed as I could feel my length immediately grow alert at the sight of her naked body. I wasted no time and drew her close to me and kissed her while my hand cupped around her breast, caressing them. She let out a soft m**n, then she gently lay down on the side. I also did before I lowered my head to her breast. I took them in one step at a time in my mouth, sucking them while my other hand’s explored down her legs, finding that sweet spot there and my hands going into them to caress her clit. She was moaning louder as I dipped my fingers into her. Her hands found my length, which was already hard and yearning for her.

She lowered herself down to them, giving me a hand job, and with a smile on her face she smirked,

“My turn,”

I let out a m**n as soon as her mouth accommodated my hard d**k.

 

The Alpha’s Exchanged Mate – Chapter 15

Edwina’s POV…

He let out a soft m**n. He was trying not to, but the harder I sucked into his hard length, the more he m****d. I must say that when I entered the bathroom, I told myself that I was not going to have s*x with him today. I had always had this romanticized visual about s*x; it had to be done for love and nothing more.

Then I remembered all the experiences I had with Benedict; he was the first and only man I had ever been with. He loved to f**k, hard and fast, and we had two different views about what s*x should be like. I wanted to make love to him, and he wanted nothing other than to bang s*x. He took me everywhere; in the kitchen, couch, bedroom, car, and sometimes in public areas.

I didn’t feel like his wife, but more like his f**k buddy by the amount of time, we had s*x and also by the absence of emotions from him whenever we had intercourse. It was not my ideal marriage or s*x, and whenever I raised my concern about how my s****l needs were not being met, he would always say to me,

“Edwina, why do you love complaining so much? S*x is meant to be hard and fast; slow s*x is for the novices.”

“No, it’s not. People who share intimacy make love to each other. For God’s sake Benedict, you barely k**s me when we have s*x.”

“I barely k**s you, but don’t I make you cum?” He would always ask, rendering me speechless, and that would ultimately be the end of the conversation and most likely the start of another f**k session.

When people say s*x doesn’t keep a man, I truly agree with them because I gave Benedict everything he could ask for. I met all his s****l needs but yet, but he still cheated.

So, when I went to the bathroom and was showering, I realized that I had never had s*x for love as I claimed to want. So, then I thought, why should this be any different from what I have been used to? When I left the bathroom with just my towel, I understood the assignment, all I had to do was to take him to the bed, get him hard, and f**k him, but when it started with a k**s, a deep, wet k**s, I melted. That wasn’t my idea of s*x and moving to the bed. Even with his restriction, he still romanced me, kissing me, sucking me, and fingering me. He didn’t do it hard just to give me an o****m which I had always been used to, but for the moment.

Was I just overthinking this? Maybe this wasn’t him making love, but he felt the need to compensate due to his restriction.

When he sucked and fingered me at the same time, he did it for a long time. He didn’t hurry. He did it with so much care and longing.

“Edwina,” he called out my name as he struggled to catch his breath. I was still going down on him.

“Uhm mm,” I replied, still a mouth full.

“If you…” he paused as I continued to go harder, “if you continue with this, I will cum and you won’t.” He struggled to say as I still kept on and paused.

“Let’s switch,” he said, and I lifted my head up and glared at him.

“How?” I asked.

“Let me go down on you,” he whispered, and I shrugged. How do I tell him? I had never had anyone go down on me. With Benedict, we just f****d, long and hard, till my legs were shaking and hurting me.

“Okay, how do we do it?” I asked.

“Just lie down and I will do the rest,”

“Do you want me to help you move?” I asked.

“No, I can manage,” he replied. I watched him struggle a bit to lower himself down. I noticed that for a man with limited mobility, he sure does move effectively. He lowered himself to the point where his head was buried in between my legs, and then he began using his hands to gently rub my clit. He rested his tongue on them, and he began exploring and doing magical things to me. I m****d and sometimes let out exasperated gasps when I thought I was about to cum, but then he slowed down for me not to.

“Not yet,” he said with a smirk on his face. When I started this process, I never thought I would really enjoy it. Who said s*x had to be about love?

He continued to suck my clit, and I squealed and let out a squeaky sound. When I was close to the ending, he would slow down his momentum again, and I could see him repeat the same sequence. I was yearning for him the more he proceeded with doing that, and then I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Let me f**k you,” I finally said, almost begging, and then he smiled. He dragged himself on top of the bed and sat down, relaxing on the wooden support.

“How do we do it?” I asked. I hope he doesn’t get offended, but this was the first time I was having s*x in this kind of circumstance.

“Have you ever ridden a man before?” He asked, and I nodded my head. I got on top of him, and he wrapped his hand around my waist.

“Slowly, take it easy,” he instructed as I guided his length inside me. When his hard d**k was inside me, I let out another sound as we both g*****d together.

“Gosh,” he cried out as I began riding him slowly. We were both moaning, and we kept moaning as the synchrony of our rhythm took a faster pace, and soon, we were both moaning as we kept going. I knew we were about to reach climax, and as soon as we did, we were both coming as we finished together.

“F**k,” he muttered with a smile on his face.

“I need to go shower,” I requested, and he nodded his head. We were still breathing heavily from the marathon; something tells me we both haven’t had s*x in a while. I stood up and walked into the bathroom again, staring at myself in the mirror,

What the f**k just happened?

It was strange for me, but I actually enjoyed having s*x with him. I didn’t love him, but I enjoyed s*x with him, whereas I loved Benedict but didn’t enjoy the type of s*x I had with him.

I had always wanted both love and s****l pleasure to be given to me by one guy, but I have come to realize that in life, you don’t always get what you want. And sometimes, what you want doesn’t always want you.

Was I to accept this situation and make it my new normal? I sighed because the answers were obvious to me. I rinsed my face with water and turned on the shower to bathe again. I had always fantasized about shower s*x where one would k**s away all the wetness and sweetness. Benedict and I never had that; he would probably f**k me before we even got to the shower.

I rinsed off my body with a towel, and I realized I was hesitating because of the awkwardness that comes with first s*x. What was I going to tell him?

I walked out of the bathroom after letting out an exasperated gasp and went out. Xander was now seated back in his wheelchair.

“You took quite a while. I was almost thinking you weren’t going to come out,” he remarked with a smile on his face.

” I took a shower,” I knew he was aware of that, but I didn’t know what else to reply to him with.

Soon there was an awkward silence in the room.

“I know this will take a while for you to adjust; I am not about to push you into anything you aren’t comfortable with,” he muttered gently to me.

“I think, for now, I would like my own room,” I replied. I wasn’t even sure where that came from, but I knew how it would make him feel, considering we just had s*x, and I am now requesting this.

“I am not saying I won’t be performing my wifey duties___.”

“Now, you are the one with the duties and responsibilities to talk.” He cut right into me, mid-sentence.

“I am just trying to clarify it for you so that you don’t think I am trying to avert my responsibilities,”

I glared at him as he remained silent.

“I will make arrangements for it if that’s what you want. As I said, I won’t be forcing you into anything you aren’t comfortable with,”

I could see a familiar sadness on his face, but I couldn’t say anything. He was already granting me what I had asked for.

“Okay,” I replied.

“I want to take my shower,” he said and began Wheeling himself towards the bathroom.

“Do you want me to help you?”

“No, I will manage,” he replied before shutting the door to the bathroom after entering.

I should not have done that. I should not have asked for that, especially right after s*x. I detested this situation I was in now. I don’t love this man, but I signed up for this and all its inconvenience.

“I will try to endure till it can be bearable,” I whispered to myself.

“I will try to endure.”