Mating the Female Alpha
Chapter 22 - Will He Marry You?

Bernice POV

I am enjoying acting like an Omega.

I never allowed myself to think of what had been taken from me when I was given the medication at twelve years old and forced to act like an Alpha. All of the things I'd enjoyed when I was a child, before the responsibility was forced upon me, I'd thought were lost forever.

Now I am able to enjoy them again, and I am determined to do so with my last days alive. Landry insists on continuing to search for a cure, but I know it is useless. I was on that poison medication for most of my life, the damage it did is permanent. I know that.

But I can make my last days good, even if Landry is acting strange.

He takes me out frequently. If I didn't know any better, I would say he was taking me on dates. They certainly seem like dates.

One day, he cooked me a full five-course dinner, with a rich, chocolate tart for dessert. Another, he took me on a long walk around the palace grounds, just the two of us. If it was anyone but Landry, I would say it was romantic. But it's Landry, so the notion of dates is ridiculous. He does not care for me like that, he is doing me a favor. Besides, there is no room for emotion in a transaction like this. And I will be dead soon, no point in developing feelings.

I dress in a different beautiful outfit every day. Each one has a full, flowing skirt and is made of the best fabrics in the kingdom. Landry had them specially made when he heard I was never permitted to wear a skirt after the age of twelve. I love sweeping through the halls of the palace, my skirts flaring around me. It makes me feel beautiful.

Right now I am sitting in a window seat in my bedroom, staring out at the castle grounds. I hope Landry comes back soon. I feel the prickle in my skin that tells me another heat will be upon me soon, and I'll need his help for that.

Landry POV

Finally, the droning of the Secretaries of State come to an end.

"Well, that concludes our meeting. We will meet again tomorrow."

Landry hardly waits for the senior Secretary to finish dismissing them all before he is out of his seat and heading away from the capital, back towards the palace, Bernice the only thing on his mind. He doesn't even notice the knowing looks the Secretaries are giving each other.

"Bernice!"

He calls her name, his voice echoing down the halls in their private wing. Nobody else is allowed in here, not even maids. Only Jessie is, and she's not here at the moment, at least Landry doesn't think so.

A prickle of worry pokes at Landry's heart when he doesn't get a response so he picks up his pace, racing down the hall towards the bedroom. "Bernice?"

He bursts in the door, looking around wildly for any sign of danger - another assassin, maybe, or an untrustworthy maid. Bernice can more than handle herself, years on the battlefield have taught Landry that, but perhaps they caught her

unaware...

The reason for her silence becomes immediately obvious, however.

Bernice lies in the middle of the bed, completely naked, writing on the silk sheets. Her eyes are vacant, her lips full, red, and wet. Landry catches a flash of her pearly white teeth as they bite into her bottom lip and a course of arousal hits him as his cock grows hard.

"Landry..."

Bernice moans weakly, her eyelids fluttering. Her strawberry milk scent rises in the air and Landry growls a bit. Bernice shivers in response and Landry crosses the room in three quick strides.

"Bernice," he growls. "I am here. I can take care of you. Do you want that?"

"Landry..." Bernice whispers, tossing her head from side to side. Her long blonde hair ripples across the pillowcase. "Want..."

That's all Landry needs. He puts his hands on the Omega immediately, his Omega in all but name, her soft skin erupting in goosebumps. He runs his hands from her shoulders, down her plump curves, squeezing her hips, cupping her ass. She arches her back, pushing her breasts into the air. Her nipples are hard in the air, making Landry's cock grow harder. They bounce as she writhes and he grabs them roughly, making her moan.

She's wet when he pushes her legs open and he can't help but reach down and play with her. She's very responsive when he does so, mewling pitifully and opening her legs more as if to beg. It's so hot and Landry can't wait to fuck her into the mattress.

He wishes he could mark her, but perhaps next time.

He plays with her cunt a little more, smirking as her noises grow louder and more desperate, and she gets more and more wet. Finally, he can't take it anymore and grabs his cock, positioning it before plunging into her with abandon, making her cry out, voice echoing in the room. "Landry!"

Landry growls as Bernice screams out his name, snapping his hips forward and fucking her hard. His pace is wild and frantic, his animal need to fuck and claim loud and insistent. She moans and screams as he plunges in and out of her roughly, gripping her hips so tightly they'll bruise.

He fucks her hard until he climaxes, cumming into her. She screams and squirms, hot juices spraying out, and he snarls in pleasure. She relaxes into the bed, a sated smile on her face and he collapses onto her, his wolf growling in satisfaction as it waits for round two.

Bernice POV

"Denise!"

Jessie calling my name makes me look up from my book. I'm perched in an armchair in the library and I grin as she approaches me.

"Jessie," I greet. "I didn't know you were coming over."

"I had to talk to Landry," she says, sounding upbeat and cheerful. There's an odd look on her face though, and it puts me a bit on edge.

"What about?" I ask, and Jessie laughs, pressing a hand to her chest.

"Oh, it's rather ridiculous," she says, and a small smile crosses my face. "There's this nobleman...Sam. And he's way below my station, but he's been trying to pursue me, it's almost charming. But there's no way I'm interested but he won't let up."

"So you had to set your brother on him," I guess, laughing, and Jessie laughs too. "Exactly!" she says. "He can be scary when he wants to be."

"Hopefully this Sam will stop," I say, and Jessie nods. She takes a deep breath and I frown, but she continues before I can ask if she is okay "It got me wondering...when do you think Landry will pop the question to you?"

I blink and stare at Jessie. Jessie stares back, not breathing, until I answer slowly.

"I'm not sure what you mean."

Jessie looks confused. She clearly thought the question was pretty straightforward. Still, she tries to rephrase it.

"Well, Landry's been taking you on a lot of dates. He seems quite taken with you. He's never brought home a woman, much less an Omega. I was wondering when you think he'll ask you to marry you, to become Luna Queen." My jaw drops. My eyes are wide. I'm sure I look shocked the mere thought of Landry proposing had never occurred to me.

Jessie waits with bated breath as I sort through my thoughts before answering flatly.

"It's not like that."

Jessie looks heartbroken.

"What do you mean?"