How Charlie thinks he would act vs. how he really acts in this chapter lmao we'll get there eventually Charlie

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Chapter 8

Charlie POV

"You can either have sex in front of the whole Pack—"

"I'm not pulling the same shit your parents did." I interrupted Allister and Nate shuddered from his seat across the room.

"Yeah, please don't. It was traumatizing enough to watch your best friend do it." Everyone chuckled at that...except Nikolai because he was too busy blushing like a schoolgirl. I calmed down from the laughter and cleared my throat.

"There has to be another way. Obviously telling them won't do anything." I sighed when I started to realize we had ten minutes until the Pack meeting and still no plan. Let me fill you in real quick. I want to make everyone—mainly Eli—realize that Kit and I are serious. Of course, telling him wasn't going to work because even after Kit yelled at him in front of everyone, Eli still went after him. So, I asked Allister if he could tell Bryce to hold a Pack meeting later on today and he agreed. Of course, when I got home from school I suddenly realized I still had no plan.

"Wait...you and Kit were getting pretty hot and heavy in his classroom earlier when I came to see you. Why don't you guys just mate tonight and then you won't have to worry about it." Allister suggested and while he was right, there was still Eli.

"I mean I'm sure we might mate tonight, but I have a gut feeling that's not going to stop Eli and his pursuits. I mean, the dude literally came up to me in the garage the other day and told me to stay away from Kit. Something tells me a mating mark isn't going to stop him."

"Then I will." Bryce interjected and we all looked at him. Well, I looked at him because I honestly wanted to know how the hell he planned on stopping Eli. The guy wouldn't even listen to his Beta giving him orders.

"That could work." Lysander spoke up. "You and Kit go complete the ritual tonight. Bryce can postpone the meeting to tomorrow afternoon—"

"Why not morning?" Allister asked, but I could tell he was just being a little shit from the smirk on his face.

"Because Kit won't leave Charlie in the position to move in the morning." Bryce deadpanned and I wanted to scream at how embarrassing this conversation was becoming. I mean, I was the farthest thing from a virgin, but I never did it with any guys. I was completely and utterly straight—and still technically am. I don't find other guys to be sexually attractive, except Kit. I can appreciate when a guy is hot, but that doesn't mean I wasn't to jump his bones.

But I want to jump more than just Kit's bones.

I heard someone clear their throat and I snapped out of my heated thoughts—only to see everyone staring at me with knowing smirks. "What?" I snapped and Bryce chuckled at me.

"Kit should be home in a few minutes. So, why don't you go upstairs and get ready and ill have him meet you up there. Then when it comes time to go to the meeting, you'll both be mated, I can make the announcement and then deal with Eli if he decides to be a punk."

"Why do I have to get ready? We're having sex, not going on a date." I asked and Allister sighed heavily at me.

"Charlie, having sex with a man is a tiny bit different than having sex with a woman. You need to make sure you're clean...down there." He said the last part slowly and at first, I didn't know what he meant by that, but then it hit me and I actually screamed this time.

"WHY DOES THIS HAVE TO BE SO EMBARRISING!? WE'RE ALL TALKING ABOUT THIS LIKE ITS NOTHING!" I yelled in agony and I groaned when everyone started laughing at me.

"Charlie, this isn't something to be ashamed of. We've all been in your position—so even if we didn't talk about it we would still know." Nikolai said in a reassuring tone, but there was nothing reassuring about this.

"Yeah, awesome. I'm going to go now and wallow in my own shame and agony." I said and quickly left the room while they continued to laugh at my embarrassment. But I had a right to be embarrassed. I was going to be completing the mating ritual with the man I loved and adored. Even when he told me he would always be here for me and never leave, I couldn't stop having doubts that he would see how pathetic I am and leave.

Mated or not.

Great. Now I was depressed again.

I shuffled along the hallway trying to waste time—or get myself out of my morbid mood. A few Pack members said hello as I passed by them and I did what I always do best. I put on a fake smile and waved back. It honestly felt more like a routine than anything else. Almost like a custom to my everyday life. Of course, there were times when my smiles and laughter were genuine, but when I got into one of my depressed states...it was all for show.

But enough with this depressing talk. Let's get down to the real issues here. Like, why the hell do the only stairs in this house have to be located in the front? And better yet—why do all of the bedrooms have to be located on the upper floors? If you wanted to be sneaky, you literally couldn't. You have to pass by the front of the house to get to your room and there was always someone waiting to catch you. It's why I never invited any of the girls I slept with home.

That, and, it's kind of difficult to explain why you have fifty plus people living in the same house as you.

I was broken from my thoughts, however, when the most annoying voice known to mankind echoed through the grand foyer. I stopped in my tracks by the stairs as Eli and Kit walked inside. Yesterday I would be pissed that they were together, but from the annoyed look on Kits face—I wasn't worried one bit. I did need to give someone a piece of my mind though.

"Kit!" I called out and I swear the man was glowing when he heard me call his name. I actually wanted to laugh at the look of relief that washed over him, but I held it in because it was time to get petty. He started making his way to me which made Eli huff in frustration because he was being ignored. Kits smile was breathtaking when he finally made it to me, but I never got to see if I was going to get a kiss or hung hello. All because Eli decided that his conversation wasn't over. Jesus this boy was stubborn as hell. "Eli's coming back for round two." I whispered to Kit and he groaned softly before moving to stand beside me. I put on a shit eating grin once Eli reached us, but he wasn't having any of it.

"I wasn't done talking to you Kit." He huffed and I was waiting for him to throw a temper tantrum, but to my displeasure, he didn't. Instead, he pinned me with a death glare that only made my smile larger.

"Can I help you with something Eli?" I asked sweetly and I heard Kit snort beside me.

"Yeah. How about you go away so me and Kit can talk." He snapped and I sighed and shook my head.

"It's Kit and I," I corrected which earned me a scowl. "And besides, you must have some really big balls to come demanding for me to stay away from my mate. Do I need to break more than just your nose?" I asked in my same sweet tone. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me angry.

"I didn't ask you to stay away—though that would be a blessing—I asked you to go somewhere so I can talk to Kit about school."

"You weren't talking to me about school." Kit interrupted and I raised an eyebrow at Elis oh shit face.

"Interesting. Well, if you want to talk to Kit about school, then you can wait until tomorrow morning when he's in his classroom. Because right now he's got more important things to do—i.e. me. So, goodbye!" I wiggled my fingers at his face before grabbing Kit's arm and dragging him up the stairs. The trip to my room was silent, but as we neared my bedroom the realization dawned on me and I stopped in my tracks, tensing up.

Kit seemed to pick up on my anxiety and walked in front of me. "Are you okay?" He asked softly and I couldn't fight the blush that claimed my whole face.

"Yeah, no! I'm peachy keen!" I exclaimed, my voice going up a few octaves that only made the blush on my face grow deeper. I didn't wait for him to respond, grabbing his arm again and dragging him the rest of the way until we reached my room. Once inside, I closed and locked the door before taking a deep breath.

"Charlie if there's something—"

"I want to mate with you!" I blurted out and Kit immediately shut his mouth. I stared at him, waiting for him to say something, but he remained silent and watched me with wide eyes. "I guess your silence is a no." I said softly, the familiar hands of depression grabbing at me. Of course he wouldn't want to mate with me. His wolf already didn't like me and he was probably starting to listen to him.

"Tonight?" Kit finally asked and I was stunned at how his voice seemed to waver.

"A-are you...nervous?" I asked and he snorted at me.

"Me? Nervous? Hell no." He replied, but I knew it was a lie, and so did he. "Okay. Maybe I'm a little nervous? But only because this is the first time I'm actually going to sleep with the person I love." I felt my heart swell at his declaration and couldn't fight the smile from forming.

"Well then, I'm just gonna go take a shower and get cleaned up. You can wait here." I told him and started towards the bathroom, but what Kit said next had me stopping.

"Why don't we shower together?" He asked, his voice husky. I shivered at how delicious he sounded. Wait...delicious? Seriously Charlie. Ignoring my thoughts, I turned around to face my mate.

"I'm not mating in the shower." I deadpanned and he rolled his eyes at me.

"We can clean each other and maybe take care of some foreplay." He suggested while wiggling his eyebrows. "Besides, I know this is your first time with a guy so I know what needs to be cleaned and how thoroughly."

"Yeah, no. We can take a shower together, but I can clean myself." I demanded and Kit rolled his eyes at me, but gladly made no objections to my request.

"Get in the shower." He ordered and I actually moaned at how husky his voice sounded again. God, I wasn't even naked and this man already had me leaking. We walked into the bathroom and I went ahead and turned on the shower, adjusting the knobs until the temperature and pressure was right. When I turned back around I took in a sharp breath—which resulted in a small squeal like groan escaping my lips.

Kit was in his birthday suit.

I repeat.

Kit. Was in. His. Birthday Suit.

And good god is he wasn't sexy as hell. Like most of the dominant males in the Pack, Kit was buff. Not body builder buff, but he had enough muscles to show he spent hours at the gym. He also had more tattoos that I thought—another common trait between the males in my Pack. I already knew about his full sleeves on both arms, but now I could see he had some type of scripture on his left rib area and the words "We Are Freaks" with two arrows underneath on his other side. I could also see a large tattoo covering the entirety of his back from the mirror on the wall.

This is bad.

"What's bad?" I said that out loud? "Charlie, please talk to me."

"Nothing's wrong! I just...I have a weakness for tattoos and you're freaking covered in them." I admitted and it was the cold hard truth. I was obsessed with tattoos. But only because I could never get one—other than my mating mark. My tolerance for pain wasn't that low, but I have trypanophobia—which is the fear of needles. So, I live vicariously through others when it comes to tattoos. Hence the reason why I always go with Lysander to get his tattoos, even though I sit in the waiting room the whole time, it's a great bonding experience with my Uncle.

"I've been thinking about getting two on my ankles. Would you like to come with me?" He asked and I chuckled at the conversation we were having.

"Shouldn't we be whispering dirty words to each other?" I asked and Kit laughed with me.

"I guess we're not a normal couple." He answered after we finished laughing. He then looked me up and down and I gave him a questioning look. "We also can defy the normality's of couples some more if you want. Fancy a round of sex in the shower with your clothes on?"

"Oh...yeah. Clothes. Off." I blushed as I picked at my shirt. Now that I've seen Kit's body, showing him mine suddenly didn't seem appealing. I had multiple cars lining my hips, and while they were very light from fading over time, I still was very conscious about them. I also wasn't fat or anything...well, I had a little pudge on my stomach. But that's only because I've been eating more food and instead of working it off, I just eat some more and cry in my bed. All because of the douche bag standing in front of me.

Naked.

With very impressive junk.

Ah shit. Now I was hard again.

I took a deep breath before quickly stripping my clothes and jumping in the shower, not giving Kit anytime to see me or say anything. I started to get my hair wet as Kit walked over to the shower and stepped inside. I was going to speak, but never got the chance because he grabbed me by the waist and smashed our lips together. I let go off my hair immediately and wrapped my hands around his neck. His lips worked perfectly against mine before he pulled away and led a trail of kisses and bites down my neck. I moaned loudly as he bit down where my mating mark would go, pulling back to stare at him. His eyes were darker and the pupils were dilated meaning he was extremely aroused right now. But then I remembered we weren't in here to have sex.

"You said no sex." I reminded him as my breath came out in shallow pants. We were really close and I could feel his erection as it pressed against my stomach. God, he was going to make this difficult. To my surprise, he actually backed away from me though, reaching over and grabbing the bottle of green body wash from the shelf on the shower wall.

He smiled and opened the top, pouring some in his hands. "I'm nothing if not a man of my word." I rolled my eyes at him, but smiled none the less as he handed me the bottle and I squirted some onto one of the luffas I had hanging up. We got to work on washing each other, taking longer on certain areas because someone liked to tease. I washed my own ass, much to Kit's persistence on me letting him do it even though I clearly stated he was not. My heart tightened when he lingered a little longer when washing my hips, rubbing the area gently before giving me a few soft kisses. I knew my parents probably told him where I did it because there weren't any scars on my wrist, but the fact that he didn't comment on them or ask about them made me very grateful.

"Tell me again why you're washing your hair?" Kit asked as he watched me grab the shampoo bottle after washing off the remaining soap from our bodies.

"If I just get out of the shower with my hair wet, it's going to be greasy and frizzy when it dries. I have curly hair. Curly hair has frizz. Do you want to wake up next to Bozo the clown in the morning?" I dared and he shook his head at me with a smirk on his lips.

"I don't know. You'd make a pretty cute clown." He retorted and I threw a loofa at him. He caught it—of course—and washed the remaining soap from it while I lathered and rinsed my hair. I had just put the conditioner in my hair and was letting it set for a few minutes, when Kit walked over and moved behind me.

"What are you doing?" I asked him as he started rubbing my hips and kissing my neck. He hummed his response, but I couldn't say anything as his hand traveled down to my ass. I knew what he was about to do, so I quickly pushed him with my butt—which wasn't a good idea because I ended up grinding against him.

"Do that again and I'll bend you over and take you right here and now." He growled and a moan slipped past my lips at the image. A sudden wave of desire hit me, but I kept my mouth shut and decided to wash the conditioner from my hair first.

"May I finish my hair?" I asked softly and Kit clucked his tongue at me before moving back. I was waiting for him to leave the shower, but instead he took a seat on the built-in stool while I washed the rest of my hair. However, the whole time he sat there his eyes were focused on me and it felt like I was on fire from his gaze. With a shake of my head, I was done washing it and walked over to Kit. I slowly slid into his lap; moving my legs to straddle him.

"You said we could foreplay, right?" I asked softly and Kit just stared at me while I bit my lip. He still continued to stare at me and I finally got fed up at it. If he wasn't going to make a move, then I sure as hell will! I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned down to peck his lips. Kit still made no movements so I pecked his lips again. I went to pull away, but he had opened his mouth to grab a hold of my bottom lip. I let my hips move against his crotch as he let go of my lip, earning a sexy groan from my mate.

"Stand up." He ordered and I was quick to obey. He stood up after me and grabbed me by the arm to turn me around and push me against the wall. "Bend over a little." I did as he said once again and gasped when I felt his fingers graze my hole. He stopped and I desperate whine left me. That only made Kit chuckle as he returned his fingers to my hole, but this time they had something on them.

"What is that?" I gasped when he slowly slid a finger inside. It burned as he inched the finger in, but the sensation faded as I became accustomed to the movement. "I have to double check and make sure you cleaned it probably." Kit responded as he added a second finger and began a scissoring motion. My face was smashed against the shower wall and I was breathing heavy and moaning like a French whore. Why did this feel so good? Like, this was literally amazing. I could only begin to imagine what having Kit inside me would feel like.

I could feel myself getting closer and closer to release, but I was never allowed the pleasure because Kit removed his fingers. "No! Put them back!" I whined and Kit let out a bellowing laugh. I sighed and turned around as he turned off the shower. Kit walked out first, and then held his hand for me as I walked out. He quickly dried himself off before walking over and helping me finish drying myself.

"If I continued and let you cum in the shower, you wouldn't have enough energy to complete the mating." Kit informed me and I couldn't disagree because I had shit stamina. He threw the towels in the hamper before walking back to me and picking me up. I yelped at the sudden movement, but made no protest for him to put me back down. He walked us into the bathroom and set me down gently on the bed before crawling on top of me.

"Are you ready to be immobile for the next couple of days?" He asked while kissing my neck and I couldn't stop myself from chuckling. Kit stopped his attack on my skin and raised his head to look at me.

"Honestly?" I asked and he raised an eyebrow as if to silently ask me to tell him my opinion.

"What?"

"I really want you to just fuck me right now." I told him truthfully, and to further drive my point—or more like drive his point—I flipped us around so I was straddling him. I didn't give us any time to think or speak before I grabbed his hard erection and lined it up to my hole.

"Holy shit." I hissed as I slowly lowered myself onto him. I was trying to be sexy and I feel like my ass is about to rip in half.

"Breathe and relax baby." Kit said softly while he rubbed small circles into my hips. I listened to his words and relaxed as I let out a deep breath, feeling myself slid further down until I was fully seated on his hips...and his dick. I was breathing pretty heavy, but only because it felt like Hell's fire was burning all along my backside. Kit was supportive though; whispering sweet nothings and dirty words as he rubbed the tense muscles. I let out a loud moan and clenched around him when he moved a little and rested my hands on his chest while he groaned.

"Are you good now baby? Because I really want you right now." I waited a few seconds before giving him a nod as my answer. He was very slow at first—which I was very grateful for—but after a while, I could see his desire taking over. I let him flip us over and the screams that left my mouth I'm almost positive everyone was hearing. I couldn't even get a moan out because of how good this felt and I had a feeling anyone that was hearing this might think I was getting murdered.

Which technically I was. But in a very, very good way.

"So good." I moaned and Kit leaned down to give me a bruising kiss that I accepted whole heartedly. I reached my hands around and dug my fingers into his back when he kept hitting a certain spot that had me seeing stars. I remember hearing all the stories from other Pack members of their first mating. They always made it sound sweet and romantic and I had wanted that for my mating.

But this...this wasn't love making.

The sexual desire and tension that had been building between us was finally being let free. This was raw. This was dirty. This was scarily good because of how well Kit knew how to do everything. He knew every position, every move that would have me clawing at the sheets. He even made me find out some new things about myself. Like how I was actually pretty flexible and that I really liked it when he pulled my hair when he took me from behind.

All of that wasn't important now.

Because now, we were about to make it official to everyone that we were mates.

Kit pulled back and grabbed my thighs, pulling them up as he continued to pound into me at an ungodly speed. I could feel my canines ripping through my gums as I neared my climax, and Kit was looking close too. I had the sudden desire for us to mark each other at the same time, so I focused more of my attention on getting him to finish. And with a few rolls of my hips and clenching around him, he let out a groan and leaned down to kiss the spot where he was going to mark me. After a few hard thrusts, I felt him release inside of me and bite down on the same spot he was tending to. In return, I but down on his as I released my load in between our stomachs.

We both tended to the wounds and once they were healed, Kit slowly pulled out of me and rolled us around. Neither of us spoke. Instead, the room was filled with out heavy panting and some crickets from outside. After a few minutes, the realization of what had just happened hit me and for some reason, I felt myself beginning to panic.

I quickly sat up and I felt Kit sit up with me. He reached out for my arm, but I jerked away from him as I got up from the bed. That was a huge mistake because I ended up falling to my knees. But that wasn't my main focus. Right now, I was trying to prevent the oncoming panic attack.

"Charlie? Talk to me baby. Please, I'm here for you just talk to me." Kit said softly as he got down beside me. I let him pull me in is arms even though desperately I wanted to push him away. I waited a few moments as I tried to calm my breathing so I could talk.

"You—you can't leave me." I told him and he looked at me like I was insane. "You can't cheat on me Kit. We're mated and—and if you cheat on m—me...I don't think I can take it. I can't do it. I can't live with the thought of not being good enough. You have to promise me you won't leave me." I begged him as tears rolled down my face. Just because I decided to mate with Kit, didn't mean I fully trusted him. I still live by my motto "Once a cheater, always a cheater". But I also like giving people the benefit of the doubt and that's what I was doing with Kit.

The reason for my panic though is because what if I'm still not good enough?

What if he just uses me for the sex and keeps a smile and fake face on because Bryce is threatening his position?

Oh God. What if that's why he had this sudden change of heart!? Allister probably whined to Bryce and so Bryce threatened Kit's position as Beta if he didn't mate with me. Kit loves being the Beta and to have it taken away is something he would prevent at any cost.

I need to leave. I need to get up and go right now. I thought, but I couldn't do it. All because I loved Kit too much to leave him right now. Even though my hips were itching for new scars to be made, I didn't want to leave him.

Because at the end of the day, if he did leave me, I would still love him.

And that's what scared me the most. 

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Poor Charlie. He just can't win for loose with his depression ;_;

In case you haven't already noticed, this book will have some very dark themes in it. But it won't be all the time because Charlie can be very sassy.

Also, so sorry for slow updates. Life is a bitch and so is work....and school....sigh....

I will be trying to get more chapters out though! Trying very hard...but sometimes Assassins Creed is tempting and I just can't help but spend all my days off playing it D:

Anyway! Thank you for reading! DOnt forget to leave a like and let me know if you guys want a Kit POV...or maybe a POV from another character?🤔🤔🤔