Alpha Rebellion

Chapter 494: Finally Choose Him Reality was jarring.

Adele jolted awake to find her hands buried between her legs. Wait a minute, had she been touching herself this whole time? There was no tto process that as panic took over.

With no hesitation, Adele threw the door open and ran.

Micah had found her. That was the only thought screaming through her mind.

"Hey! Where are you -" The clerk shouted when she zoomed past her.

But Adele did not look back and kept running to God knows where.

Where was Micah? Where was she running to? Why was she running? The questions pricked at the edges of her mind, but panic had already drowned out reasoning, silencing everything else.

Adele made it off the main road, crashing blindly through the underbrush until the motel lights were swallowed by trees. She didn't stop running until her legs gave out and the crushing silence of the forest pressed in around her.

Only then did she realize that she had isolated herself.

The woods were eerily still, save for the occasional rustle of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl. Moonlight bled through the canopy in broken shards, casting long shadows.

What now? She was exhausted, barely standing. With her wolf suppressed, her strength had drained away, leaving her no better than a vulnerable human. Maybe adrenaline had carried her this far, but now, the mating fever struck with full vengeance like a tidal wave slamming into her gut.

"Ugh," Adele groaned, collapsing to the forest floor, her fingers clawing at the damp earth as pain scorched through her like wildfire.

Tears blurred her vision.

How had she ever believed she could survive the Bondfire alone? It was burning her alive from the inside.

She rolled over, panting, and writhing. Desperation took over and she squeezed her breast, pressing her thighs together in a useless effort to extinguish the ache.

But it only made it worse.

She slid her hands lower, touching herself desperately—and even though she finished off, quite quickly-it was still not enough. It wasn't the real thing.

She wanted her mate.

"Micah." Adele choked out his name, tears streaming freely down her cheeks now. She had been stupid. It was impossible to ride this out. God, she was in torment.

And while she lay on the ground, trembling and soaked with sweat, the air suddenly shifted, carrying with it a fresh, electric scent. At the stime, the Matebond flared alive.

Micah.

Adele's eyes snapped open, and the next, she was up on her feet. She stumbled at first but didn't stop running towards him. Although she couldn't see him, but she felt him. Every part of her did. The Matebond throbbed like a live wire under her skin, and tugged at her soul, leading her through the dark like a beacon.

The branches scratched at her arms, and the wind tore through her hair, but nothing could stop her now.

Then Micah broke through the treeline just as she did, his chest heaving, eyes wild. The second their eyes locked, they both surged forward, faster than before.

When they were close enough, Adele didn't hesitate and leapt. Micah caught her effortlessly, as if her body belonged in his arms. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, while his arms locked around her, and then their mouths collided.

They kissed like they would die without it. Because they would.

It was raw and frantic; their mouths devouring, and claiming; their tongues tangling and tasting each other.

But the fever between them howled louder, their bond now a raging wildfire, burning for release.

"I want you," Adele gasped. "Now." Micah answered with a deep, rumbling growl. Without hesitation, he lowered her to the ground, shredding her clothes without a single care.

Then he rose, stripping off his own with savage speed, his body haloed by the moonlight.

On the floor writhing with need, Adele bent her legs, spreading them wider as an invitation.

From that angle, his sharp wolf vision took in her glistening slit. She was so soaked, the wetness trailed down her thigh, the result of holding back the mating fever for far too long. It was always going to snap back hard.

Then he found her cunt. Though, he'd tasted her in the dream realm, but here, in the flesh, Micah was certain she'd be even sweeter.

Micah groaned, his body strung tight with need, balls aching with the kind of pressure that bordered on pain. If he didn't have her now, he might just lose his mind.

"Now, Micah." Adele demanded, thrusting her hips forward, anticipating to be filled.

For a moment, Micah was tempted to deny her, and punish her the way she had punished him. But it was pointless. He wouldn't last either. They had to do this, or this torment would never end.

Micah positioned himself between her legs, the head of his cock pressing at her entrance. There Was per no need for foreplay, they had already gone far beyond that. With a hard thrust of his hips, he drove into her, burying himself to the hilt. Adele gasped, her back arching as he stretched her perfectly, exactly what her body had been begging for.

Micah groaned, her inner walls gripping him like a vice. It was like being plunged into a burning furnace- scorching, tight, and maddeningly sweet.

There was no tto let out her adjust to him, Micah pump in and out of her and there was nothing gentle about it Adele wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him tighter, her nails raking down his back as cries of pleasure tore from her lips, echoing through the forest. Right now, they were nothing but animals, driven by instinct and fire. Micah thrust into her with absolute ferocity, and it wasn't long before her body was shaking with release.

"Micah! Oh God!" Micah ruthlessly fucked her through the climax, and soon she was screaming again, the fever burning even hotter. They could go at this all night.

They went at it again and again until she felt Micah tighten above her.

With a guttural growl, he dove down and sank his teeth into her neck, and Adele screamed as a wave of blinding pleasure coursed through her. Instinct took over. Her fangs erupted, and she bit into his neck in return. They both groaned, bodies shuddering as ecstasy poured through them, sealing their bond.

Adele looked at him with wide eyes. "That was -" She suddenly went still.

Micah blinked. "Adele?" He gave her a light shake, then a harder one. Her head lolled to the side. Nothing.

"Adele?" His voice rose, panic crashing over him.

Goddess, no. Not after all this.

Not after she finally chose him.