CHAPTER 76: 76

NYLAH

Sofia and I were unable to get the old man who called himself Randolph to take the plant that would prove if he was telling the truth or speaking lies and deceiving the pack.

It shouldn’t be that hard to get him to take some herbs with us, neither should it be hard to incorporate it into his food while he has dinner with us, you may think.

It was practically impossible to get him to eat either of us after our plan was in motion, and anyway, we succeeded in having him eat with us. He insisted that he take his food himself from the kitchen and from the pot if possible.

It looked suspicious, but Sofia and I smiled about it as we didn’t want to be seen as the suspicious ones. He picked his cutlery, cups, and so on.

In summary, getting him to take the plant was almost an impossible task. Which left Sofia and I weighing the options.

"It is either he knows that we are plotting this. He must have heard it from the goddess. It’s strange that he started taking precautionary measures. Maybe he really hears from her." She reasoned, but I countered.

"What if he is hiding because he truly is a false? He doesn’t want to be exposed?" I asked, and this left us thinking for minutes. Silent and just thinking, weighing the options.

"How then did he know that we are plotting something if he is a fake? No one else other than the both of us knows about this. So, how did he know about it? And he isn’t close to the pack members. We are still weary of him as a stranger. How did he manage to know and avoid us like a plague?" Sofia asked me with a thoughtful expression.

"I have no idea." I replied honestly.

We let things be and kept watching closely and waiting for any opportunity that would arise, but we were shocked when the news of the old man, Randolph, became the Alpha’s special advisor.

I was in the garden when I heard the news, and Sofia was at the hospital. I ran to her and we met halfway. She was running to me, too.

"Did you hear the news?" She asked when we met. She had heard what had happened.

"I did. How is that possible? We haven’t vetted him yet? How can the Alpha give him such a role so prominent in the pack even when we haven’t screened him yet and confirmed his authenticity?" I asked, my brows furrowed with worry.

"You have to talk to the Alpha." Sofia urged me, I could hear the worry in her voice.

"You do. Ask him what he is doing and tell him that the man needs to be vetted first. Explain to him the dangers of what he has done!" Sofia continued, I could hear the panic in her voice.

I nodded vigorously.

"Okay, okay. I will do that." She finally took a deep breath and calmed down a little.

I headed to Alpha’s chambers. He had been on and off at the pack, so I wasn’t certain that I would see him in his chambers, but I was going to try.

I walked in, and he was there, reading something off some magazine of some sort. And he shifted his gaze to me. Looking up from the magazine.

"Nylah..." he called, his voice commanding even though he only meant to call me.

"I... wanted to talk to you about something." I spoke in a whisper.

"What is it?" He asked. He dropped the magazine by his side and gestured to me to come to him with his hands, and I walked to him slowly.

"It is about the old man... he... I heard that he got the position of special advisor to you." I mentioned, and he nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes, he did. Any problem?" He asked, and I almost shook my head, but I held back as I tightened my fist.

I sat on his lap, and he had his hands wrapped around my waist. The feel of his hand sent sparks through my body.

"It’s just that the pack doesn’t know him that much. They are not certain what or who he is, and a lot of pack members are still sceptical about his staying in the pack before you made him advisor. At least give it a little time to get to know him better and confirm that he is for you and not against you." I tried to convince, and he listened while he ran his middle finger across my cleavage.

My breath hitched, but I tried to control myself.

"You see, sunshine, I know what’s best for my people even when they are not certain about what they want." He began kissing and biting my neck as he talked, and my insides were burning at his actions.

"I made a deal with the old man. A deal that will favour the people. He sees things and hears from the goddess. It’s wise that we capitalize on this and hear from him what the goddess wants." He concluded.

He already unhooked my bra, and both of my breasts were in his hands, and he pressed them hard and twisted both my nipples fast.

I moaned and shifted uncontrollably on his lap and massaged his dick in the process.

"Yess..." he muttered behind my ear before tearing the top part of my dress so my breasts hang loosely down.

He pulled me from him and bent me over his table. Pulled my panties and thrusted into me.

His dick was long and full. It filled up my pussy hole in one swift swoop.

I screamed from the pain but it immediately morphed into pleasure as his dick ravaged my pussy like it was on a hint for some treasure.

He went in faster and faster until tears began to fall out of my eyes.

He pressed my head onto the table. The left side of my face was pressed to the table while the right side of my face was covered with his large hands.

I stole a glance and I could see veins popping out from his hands, and his face. He looked like he was doing a porn shoot and I was his puppet in the shoot.

I screamed even louder and the more I screamed, the more he spanked my ass and told me to keep mute.

My breasts brushed across the table with as much force as he used to thrust inside me. His breaths were ragged and mine was a mess.

"You are so soaked!" He said as he thrusted in even further.

He grabbed my ass with both hands and opened my ass with it then push and pulled me in with those hands.

"Fuckkkk!!!" I screamed and cried even more but it didn’t get him to stop.

The more I cried, the more he went in rough. My stomach hurt from all the penetration but my pussy was still getting wet from the feel of his dick.

He slapped my ass harder and grabbed it so tightly, continued to thrust in like I was a doll, grabbed my hair and repeated the process over and over again.

Until I arched my back and climaxed with his dick still inside me. Still thrusting, still rock solid.

He turned me over and had my back pressed to the table. My pussy was a wet and creamy mess.

He thrusted his middle finger into my pussy, and brought out some cream, no, a lot of cream and forced it into my mouth.

While I suckled on his finger, he thrusted in and when I wanted to moan, he pushed his hand down my throat, causing me to gag.

As my stomach tightened from the gag, he thrusted deeper and deeper until he filled me with his cum.