Alpha Blake

　　Selene

　　So let me fill you in, on what's happened,  the last five weeks since I've been back. I found I'm mated to Blake Landon. He's Alpha, and head honcho to our pack. Yes, he proposed to me the night we reunited, after we had amazing sex.

　　Do I feel he's in love with me? I know so! even if he tries to fucking deny it... I see the way he drools over me. I dress sexy in front of him on purpose to provoke him, especially when we're alone.

　　When I'm out of the room, he usually demands I go change or there are consequences. He hates another wolf's looking at me, giving them an evil stare. When I want him to take me then and there? I protest to go change because the consequence is just that, he loses control and takes me, claiming me his, again. Whether it's in his office or our room, it doesn't matter, he'll rip my clothes off and takes me.

　　He demanded my things got changed from my room to his room. Which honestly, I don't mind, it's a much big bigger and better room them my old one. 

　　I made him have a fit a few days ago when he came back from a two-day business trip. I hated the style he had in his room, so I had someone come in and changed the whole decor to our room. It went from his boring bachelor look to a more boho chick style. He was really pissed off, but he got over it, not like he has a choice now, does he?

　　We got married two weeks ago, I know... it was quick. He didn't even let me pick out my own damn dress. I had a little say on what I wanted, but, he refused to allow me to partake in any shopping.

　　Thankfully, Luna Christy helped with everything for the wedding. It was rather romantic, and elegant if I may add.

　　The whole pack came and celebrated with us. Luna Christy has rather good taste, and she kept my opinion in mind the whole time. We had an earthy theme, with shades of blush, navy blue, and burgundy for my colors in the decor. He wore a handsome navy blue tux, white shirt, and burgundy tie. 

　　He looked extremely hot. My dress was a simple rustic lace gown, with a heart shape top and it flowed beautifully, long round tail in the back, with beaded flower patterns. I was in awe, at my dress, it was beautiful.

　　Last week, we had our official Luna ceremony.  The pack that I once could care less about being part of? Is now the dearest thing I hold in life, well... besides Blake of course. Although he's still pissing me off daily.

　　We had no honeymoon, because well, we don't need it. We sleep together every night, and he is freaking amazing in bed.

　　He's demanding, rude, arrogant, he is a fucking asshole, ALL THE TIME. I don't get how behind the walls when we are ready to go to bed, we can have some amazing sex but comes the day he treats me like his own personal maid.

　　The morning after I came back, he told Mrs. Tally to put me to work. Mrs. Tally is the head lady in the packhouse. She takes care of the agendas for the food, the cleaning, and pretty much everything. There's a total of ten or so ladies who I have become fond of, and I  care about so much. When he is undetected they don't hesitate to take over my long list of tasks. They clean and help with the chores in the house, run errands for me, and pamper me without him knowing.

　　Every day, he wakes up, and he's ready to work by 6 in the morning. I'm used to waking up at that time, or earlier if I have to. But, to get on his nerves, I act like I am completely worn out, and refuse to get up. So he lets me stay in bed until breakfast is ready to be served. He demands I eat breakfast with him and all the members of our pack that stay in the house. Then he just gets up without saying a word, hands me my paper with the chores he wants me to do for the day. Then leaves to his office without saying a single word to me, just a single kiss on my head, sometimes on my forehead, or a small peck on my lips.

　　I have to do everything, before meeting him for lunch, in which I am obliged to bathe and dress nicely for him and the members that join us at the table once again. No one is allowed to eat until I make myself present at the table, which I felt bad about the last time I was running late, and they waited for me for over an hour and a half.

　　If he feels in a good mood, I'll have the afternoon off. If I piss him off, he gives me more shit to do. Again, everything must be done before we meet for dinner. Where he expects me to dress elegantly for him. Though for dinner, it's just him and I at our table. Most of the time he doesn't say a word, just sits there quietly eating. But I gotta say, it feels more intimate, just him and me, together, in comfortable silence.

perfect little damsel in distress. I have no say,

me wash his clothes. I know! you're probably thinking, ok not so bad? except, we have fucking laundry

before. I've had to wash my clothes in the middle of nowhere before. But it makes me mad, because I know he's doing all this shit

secret. No one was allowed to know. So how can I tell him? He thinks I just left and went on to be at a stupid university for five years studying and partying away, while

　Uuggh, this is so fucking

I need to start training so I can help protect the pack. But he refused, saying I was too weak and I'd get hurt....are you kidding me? Weak? I wanted to punch him when he said that. But I knew if I did? I probably would of regret doing it. His face is too

off the whole time she's helping me. She gets stuck helping me clean since she's part of my whole secret anyway. Besides, she has now

mate, who belonged to the crescent moon pack, she had come with the purpose to be with him. They were going

by hand. This is epic, Sel. I wonder what else he has in store for his little maid? Kind of Kinky if you ask me." Jazzy says. I slap his shirt on the

my damn back hurts already." She laughs throwing her

everything up together in a big mountain pile. I grab the bottle of bleach and

of that bottle and let it sit for a few

　　Blake

　I tap my foot profusely at the floor. My hand pinching my nose and eyebrows narrowed, eyes glued shut from

for five fucking years without even saying anything, or coming home, even for a visit... I ran around for five years, trying to look for her. Just so she can come home like nothing? For all I know

whatever she wanted to get. But now I am mad as hell. All my clothes are ruined... she ruined every piece of garment I own. Blotches of bleach stain in every piece of my clothes including my damn underwear, which I don't even recall giving them

to wash a fucking piece of clothes? What the fuck

did try, I've never done this before. I'm sorry, I just wanted to make you proud, and I failed." She

too much of an asshole with

cancel our plans for the evening and head out to buy new clothes. I have a really important meeting tomorrow, 

the ground. Goddess, I'm such an asshole. "Blake, I'm sorry. I swear baby I didn't mean to. You were just trying to teach me to be a good housewife, and I can't even wash your nice suits." She

not be helping out with laundry anymore, and I promise ....., I'll lower the number of tasks I give you, Ok? How does that sound?" I say as I

and her cheeks got blotchy red. "Really Blake? You're not mad at me, right? darling? " she asks while gripping my shirt and pulling herself up to

　　"No, I'm not mad. Now, dinner is almost ready, go upstairs and get yourself freshen up. I'll meet you in a few hours while I call my tailor and head in to buy new suits. Please, Selene, make sure to stay out of trouble. Last time you were in the kitchen you burned the food, so let the ladies

my tongue with her. Fuck, I gotta get going before I do her here, now.... same shit happened last time in the office, just because I didn't want to pull away from her

my car. Took my keys, turned on

a few suits in my size. Although most were too tight around my arms and needed to be readjusted. I still got three good suits for the meetings I have tomorrow, and for this weekend, so I can take her out. I headed back

younger kids were still in the