A Terrible Sin

**MAX**

I don't know how I make it to the bed, but I do and the very moment I hit the mattress I am ready to pass out, I can hear Fionna moving around me, the sound of her unzipping her dress and unbuckling my pants. 

I hiss angrily, slapping her hands away as I spit, “Don’t you dare fucking touch me. I want to sleep.”

The sound of her whimpering only serves to irritate me and I growl, “Wake me up in a few minutes. I have… I… I…” And then that’s it. I pass out.

Or at least, I think I do.

I can hear myself groaning as someone’s hands glide up and down my thighs. Playing with the zipper on my pants and then my cock. My eyes stray open, but my vision is blurry. “Baby?” I whisper, looking to see a girl with long white hair and sparkling blue eyes hovering just above me. But the image is unclear and the touch of this female feels off. Her skin isn’t as smooth and her lips when she kisses my jaw, they feel dry and sparse. Thin. 

“Yes, Max,” she whispers. “I’ve got you, baby. It’s me.I want to fuck you. Do you want to fuck me?”

I don’t know. It seems like I do, because I can feel my dick responding to this mad wench on top of me. But the problem is I can’t see her and unless it’s that girl… the one with the beautiful curtain of hair… then I don’t want her.

“What is your name?” I manage to rasp out, steadying the female on top of me, her naked body between my hands.

She giggles, “You know my name silly! It’s me, your mate.”

“My mate,” I moan, grabbing her hips and thrusting up inside of her without another thought. “God I need you, baby. I’m so sorry…”

“Fuck! Max, yes... It’s okay… I forgive you,” the female says, leaning forward and pressing my mouth to her throat as she bounces on top of me and my hands continue to slam her down on my cock. “Fuck yes! Max! Yes!”

Her moaning is desperate and gih pitched. Loud and crass. I don’t like it. It’s throwing me off.

Something isn’t right. Something doesn’t *feel…* right. 

I inhale deeply, burrowing my nose in this female's hair… and I freeze.

The smell. It’s not right.

It isn’t her…

“Fuck!” I growl. “Get off me now!”

“What? But Max! Baby! I-”

“Get off,” I snarl, pushing myself into a sitting position then stumbling away from the bed toward where I imagine the bathroom to be.

I crash through the door then sway a bit, staring ahead at the tiled backdrop and what appears to be shower doors. I head for them, stumbling through and reaching aimlessly for the knobs. My vision is still blurry as fuck, so it’s more than a little difficult, but I am an Alpha wolf and all I need is a little extra heat to push the alcohol out fo my system. Scouring the tiled blue and white mosaic glass with my hands I finally come upon them. Turning both on full blast until the hot spray of water begins to hit me in the face. 

Yes. Yes. That's it… that’s it.

Sliding down on my ass, I let the water cure me. The scalding heat washes away the cloudiness of my brain. Boiling away the taint of liquor.

Finally my eyesight begins to return and the truth of the evening tramples me like a herd of elephants.

*Holy Moon Goddess.*

*What have I done?*

My chest feels as if I’ve just scooped out my heart and tossed it on the fire. And despite that I haven’t really done anything wrong, despite that Fionna *is in fact* the mate that I’ve chosen… I can’t shake the feeling that I’ve just committed a terrible sin and it feels horrible.

It feels… like betrayal.

**BLANCA**

Sitting across from Jared in his kitchen eating a dinner of steak and potatoes, the conversation is quiet. I’m still a little on edge being here. In the *Beta’s* rooms. Even if he hasn’t ever been anything, but nice to me, it still seems like a bit too much.

I feel guilty, although I know that I shouldn't. 

Max isn’t here. According to Diana and Jared, Max agreed to this. He didn’t care that I was to be placed in Jared’s room tonight. Obviously he didn’t, because he left with Fionna.

Maybe his desire for me has finally withered now that his chosen female has arrived. Maybe all that he’ll need from now on is her and I can finally make him see reason. Finally get him to reject me the way that I need. 

One can hope.

As Jared smiles at me from across our plates, I am reminded of how terribly handsome he is and despite my melancholy, I am allowed to blush.

“I’m glad you’re here tonight, Blanca. I don’t like the thought of you down there in that cold room all on your own. Especially with what happened today. I hope you know that you are welcome to stay here with me for as long as you like. You never have to go down there, if you don’t want to. I have a great futon mattress and I wouldn't mind sleeping on it every night, if it meant that you were kept safe.”

My chest burns with the realization that absolutely no one that wasn’t my sister, has ever expressed so much concern for me before and for a moment I cannot process it. So, I simply stare back at him. Shocked.

He smiles that easy smile of his, then gestures toward my plate. “Make sure you eat slowly, Blanca. Doc Maize said you might still be feeling dizzy until your head is completely healed.”

“Yes, of course. Thank you, Beta Jared… for everything. I don’t think I would have been able to rest if I’d been made to sleep in my own room tonight,” I confess, poking my potatoes around with a fork. 

*Especially knowing that Max is out with his girlfriend.*

She will be sleeping in his arms tonight. He will be holding her, kissing her. *Pleasuring* her.

Not me.

I truly thought he liked waking up with me. He said that he did. He asked to be the only one that ever-

"Ahhh!!" A stab of pain suddenly lances through my middle and I abruptly keel forward, a sharp cry of pain on my lips. “Ah!” My vision goes spinning along with the room and my ears begin ringing, a frequency so painful and so acute that it cancels out every other sound in the room.

Stars split across my vision. Exploding in yellows and whites, blasting in red, flashing until I feel my eyes twitch, until the black of space threatens to swallow me whole.

“Blanca, what’s wrong?” Jared asks in a voice too far away to help me.

I want to tell him, I do, but the pain spreads like poison in my veins, rushing through me and defiling me from the inside out. Soon, I can’t see at all. i can't even breathe.

Then, just as quickly, the pain stops and I fall sideways, tumbling out of the chair and onto the floor with a bang.

*Max...*