Chapter 34: Unnoticed Signs: Part One

Esme sat on the sandy beach, her hands outstretched behind her, legs bent, her feet digging into the golden granules. The wind kissed her face gently, bringing with it the stray dark hairs from her messy bun across her dark eyes. The summer sun beamed down on her, urging her to take a dip in the salty water.

She briefly closed her eyes until she felt her stomach being pulled to the side as though there was a rope tied around her. Yet, she stayed in place. Esme smiled, knowing that feeling well; it meant her mate was nearby.

She didn't even jump from the sudden thump noise behind her, followed by a man's grunt. Long large legs slid past her own, and muscular arms wrapped around her waist as her mate's face dipped into the crook of her neck, smelling her scent.

Esme leaned back into his bare, sweaty chest. "Hmm, have you been training those pups again?" She murmured, her eyes closing again in his warm embrace.

Those pups were actually teenagers who had only been werewolves for a few months. While they learned to keep their wolf in check, they also trained to protect themselves and, when it was time, to protect the pack when they were older.

"Hmmm, I missed you, though. Are you not hot in that?" Ethan asked, pointing out the strappy white sundress with a lemon print she was wearing. Beneath, she had her white bikini on, showing off her dark olive complexion.

"A little bit. I was about to take a dip," Esme replied almost sleepily. The sun and the day's work was making her feel groggy. A swim was exactly what she needed.

"I better join you then!" Ethan growled playfully, and in seconds Esme found herself lifted off the ground and held up above him. She gasped and placed her hands on his solid shoulders as he marched her towards the sea.

"What are you doing!? I have a bikini! Let me take my dress off!" She squealed but couldn't help but smile after seeing his charming grin as he watched her. Before they made it to the water, Esme flipped her sandals off and stopped struggling in Ethan's arms, knowing well he had made his mind up, and she couldn't stop him.

Ethan chuckled as her body caved and the resistance in her left. He pulled her down towards him, and she found herself wrapping her arms around his neck, her fingers going into his ash brown hair as he claimed her lips. Their kiss deepened, and he pulled her into his body more as the

dress clung to her legs from the water, their tongues intertwining. Esme could feel his need growing, prodding into her backside.

She pulled back first, breathlessly. "Not now," She breathed, glancing in the direction of where their Beta, Callum and his mate, Sophia, were splashing around in the water.

Ethan growled and claimed her lips once more. Without even reaching out to the mate bond, she could feel a wave of anger radiating off him. Why was he angry? The next thing she knew, they were deeper in the water, and she was facing the cliffs as he moved aside her bikini bottoms and inserted his hard length in her.

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Esme hissed, and her eyes widened at what he'd done in public. "Why not now? Why are you concerned with Callum?" Ethan spat the Beta's name like he was a disgusting bug. Esme was a little shocked at the change in his voice and attitude; she couldn't understand it.

Did the Alpha and Beta have a fight? But what did that have to do with her?

"I meant we are in public," Esme breathed after feeling him pump in and out of her, almost aggressively. "Cal-"

Ethan bit her neck, making her gasp, then he moved down to her chest, his canines biting into her crescent moon mark, and she felt the sharp pain of being marked again. Esme closed her eyes after her surroundings began to spin and her body felt lighter. She slumped into Ethan more until he pulled back. Blood trickled down their chests and into the water.

"You dare say his name right now," He spat darkly and thrust into her.

"Alpha's get jealous quickly, Es. You need to calm him down," Isana hissed. Her wolf seemed a little intoxicated from being marked again, but she still advised her well. Esme already knew this, but she didn't realise how badly Alpha's could get.

Esme looked at him drowsily through her long lashes and slid her hands along his chiselled jawline. "But I only see you. I only need you, baby.. I'm yours, Ethan," She groaned and kissed him fervently. Ethan growled in delight, satisfied with her words as he continued his pleasurable and almost painful assault in her lower region.

The Alpha then grew his dark claws and ripped her dress away from her body, not caring for it as it floated away from them. Esme had to push past her little frustration at her favourite sundress being torn into pieces and now floating in the water. But she knew Ethan would wave it off and buy her another one.

Ethan pulled her closer towards the cliffs where a small cave was formed, the water still splashing up part of the cave walls. It was hidden away from the public for them to finish their lovemaking. After Ethan had calmed down and Esme's fatigue from their passionate mating session surpassed, the pair swam back to the shore. The pack's Delta started playing music on the beach, and more pack members were now chilling and playing volleyball.

Ethan and Esme walked hand in hand, the water only at her waist now, and she could feel him growling again. Before she could figure out what was wrong, her mate pulled her back into him and spun her around, so she faced him. Esme tilted her head to the side inquisitively.

Ethan's features were hard, glaring at someone behind her, but he looked down at her smiling and put her arms around his neck, his hands on her waist. Esme parted her lips about to question what was wrong, but Ethan started to move them to the music playing.

He then lifted her up, causing her to gasp then giggle when he spun her around, water spraying anyone nearby. He placed her back down but refused to let her go, kissing her gently on the lips.. Pulling back, his hands gripped tightly on her backside, and even though there was a playful smile on his lips, she could tell he was still angry as he stared down at her, his eyes still hard.

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