Scarlett
Waking up to the sunshine ensuing on my face from the window was the thing that made me smile before I yawned loudly, stretching my arms out.
“You know, you can’t marry her. She can’t be Luna but the mother of your pups and well, you can keep her as your…” a woman’s voice shadowed but she was cut off by a man’s shady voice, “enough. I don’t want you to use such words for her. You have had enough control of my life, let me handle this one.”
The voices of arguments made me frown in the morning, my head was already spinning and a sharp pain triggered my head as I tried to figure out where I was and who these stupid people were who decided to argue in the morning.
My hands pressed to my head to stop the pain and some voices that were playing and attempting to remind me what happened earlier. Surely, I wasn't in the house of my aunt. Getting up from my bed, I noticed that my dress was soaked in my juices and I was completely smelling of my orgasm.
Fu-k.
I went in my heat.
My first heat and I couldn't recall the memories of what happened during that time.
Mustering up my courage, I dared to open the door and sneak out of this place, not ready to face the stranger with whom I spent my heat. I didn’t even bother to check the room out. The black walls were already making me sick and I didn’t want to feel sicker than I already was.
“Where are you going?” He opened the door before I could and stood closer to my face. One look into his mysterious brown eyes and I couldn’t manage to utter a syllable. Every part of his body was gorgeous and magnificent but there was an element in his eyes that allured me to seek the mystery he was trying to hide.
“I…um, I don’t know,” I stuttered under his hard gaze and assumed that he probably helped me during my heat. After all, I was standing in a messy situation and he must be able to scent my arousal.
Klaus took a step closer and scooped me into his arms, making me gasp. My cheeks would have turned deep red, the way he was peering at me seemed like I was the only person he wanted to ever look at.
“Let’s get you cleaned first. We don’t want everyone to get attracted to you, now do we?” He asked in such a gentle manner that I couldn’t help but obediently nod. He carried me to the bathroom and my eyes found a picture of him hanging on the wall beside the bed which meant I was in his house, in his room.
His fingers brushed against the skin of my neck and I shuddered under his touch. “You’re so sensitive I must say,” he mumbled and smiled, still, grazing his finger over there and I could feel a slight swelling at that place.
“It wasn’t there before,” he declared, putting me down and turning me to the left so I could see it myself in the mirror. His bathroom was enormous and luxurious, far better than I had in aunt Rachel’s house.
I saw our shadows in the giant mirror and couldn’t help but blush to see him shirtless and me in an off-shoulder maxi dress, my back feeling his broad chest against it. His hand circled my shoulder and my eyes met his eyes in the mirror.
As his fingers stroked my skin, I noticed the ink craved in my skin which showed the shape of a crown and the moon above the crown on the shoulder. “Yes, it wasn’t there before,” I agreed with his words and he spun me so I could face him.
“You’re different from the other she-wolves. Who are you?” He asked in his Alpha voice and my heart stung at it. He was using his power on me, on his mate.
No matter if you're an Alpha King or whatever, you can’t use your power on your mate and get what you want. Sometimes Klaus acted like he cared and sometimes he acted like an arse-ole who just cared about his title and the powers. Mates were beyond any power but from whom I was expecting all the love and care didn’t even believe in the mate bond.
I pushed his hands off my body dismissively, staring into his eyes dauntlessly. “You’re not my Alpha. I’m not obliged to follow your orders.”
Klaus’s eyes flashed with the golden-red hues, his jaw clenching tightly that I wished to touch it if we would have been in a different situation. My lips parted in fear and excitement, I knew that I had offended him but I wasn’t ready to submit.
Before I could take a deep breath to calm my racing heart, he pushed me against the wall and caged me between. “You better watch your mouth, girl. You’re talking to an Alpha and I don’t tolerate disrespect.”
“Then, you’ll have to learn to bear this,” the words rolled off my tongue before I could even evaluate. Something in me wasn’t ready to take his shit and encouraged me to challenge his patience. Of course, no Alpha would ever tolerate such behavior from a Gamma.
And he had already explained how he didn’t give a fu-k about the mate bond and me that day so I shouldn’t have expected respect or any special thing from him. I was just another Gamma and a pack warrior trainer to him. Thus he was my Alpha, too.
I wasn’t even a blessed werewolf, I was a lantern and didn’t know when my wolf would come out and I would be able to shift. In any manner, I wasn’t in the right place to be a mate of an Alpha or to argue with him.
My heart ached at the thought of being separated from him. Somehow I knew that I wasn’t going to have that happily ever after with my mate which certainly filled my heart with immense pain.
I lowered my head, his hot breathing fanning my face though I was feeling hurt, my body had its own mind that just wanted him the way I never imagined.
Holding my chin, he forced me to look at him and I fought with the tears that threatened to fall and the desire which wanted nothing but to pull him into an embrace and feel the warmth of his body.
As the tears fell from my eyes, he traced them one by one with his tongue and I closed my eyes, feeling the tingling sensations on my cheeks. His other hand lounged on my waist and pulled me closer which slowly found the zip of my dress and he kissed my eyes before undressing me.
He took my lips in a sensual and slow kiss as if assuring me to improve his behavior with me. He deepened the kiss and started exploring every corner of my mouth which made me circle my arms around his neck spontaneously and kiss him back with the same passion.
“I want this whore out of my house,” a threatening voice made us stop on our track and I knew the owner of this voice very well.
Maybe I’d have to move out from this pack, too. Nobody liked me in the end.