Alpha's sweet obsession

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Zach POV

I gaze into my sister's face and try to figure out what makes her look so nervous; she is never nervous or uncomfortable. I hate to think that it's terrible news about my sweetheart, and maybe she's hurt worse than they told me. It's only one thing to do, grab the wolf by the nozzle, so to speak.

"Just f*****g tell me! You are killing me with the silence and that look of dread.

Are you worried about what I will do? You never choose silence.

I mean, one got to pay you to shut up."

*as I say the last part, I start to chuckle*

Jess: Well, it isn't good.

And I started to tell him about what I learned from Aimee herself. If I had placed a bet on how mad or violent outburst Zach would have, I would have lost big. He sits in his office chair, and he looks so calm.

Yes, definitely too calm.

Shit, this isn't good either.

It's terrifying to see him this calm after the information I gave him.

Zach: My baby girl's name is Aimee; it's a lovely name for a beautiful girl. And do you know where her family lives? Or the names of those who just made my killing and torture list?

I start to think and wonder why the name Aimee sounds so familiar.

Jess: I'm so sorry, Zach. I don't know that; I wish I did because I want to help you get vengeance for her. Aimee really is a sweet girl. When we find out, please let me help you.

Zach: Don't worry, I will find them and make them pay! I might just let you help me round them up, but the killing and torture are my pleasure. Jess, I'm furious right now, and the only thing I can think of is finding the people who hurt my girl. I will take great pleasure in the torture and killing of everyone who hurt my sweet Aimee!

After my sister left my office, I almost lost control, and I haven't done that since my first year after shifting and becoming a werewolf. f**k! I see my hands changing to paws with fur and claws. I try to calm Ash that we will get them. Yes, we will get them and make them pay. We sure will enjoy it too. Ash calms so I can get control of my body again. Ash is howling in my head and begging me to go see our mate. I can only agree. I, too, need to see her; I can't wait any longer. I need her to calm down; nothing else will work other than to see her. I would love to touch her and just have her close. I WON'T PUSH FOR MORE since I know what I know now. Soon she will be claimed by me. She is mine, only mine, and no one else's. That is a f*****g excellent thought. That makes me hard again, damn it. This girl runs havoc with my body and doesn't even know it.

*Jess and Zach mind link*

Jess: I bet you going to see her now, right? Please, Zach, be gentle like you have never been with a girl because she is vulnerable. And she's scared. You know you need to show her a loving man, not killing a beast, when you go to see her, right? And no possessive bastard either.

Zach: Yeah, yeah, I know; I'll try my best not to be the asshole you know me as. I try to be what she needs me to be. And yes, I'm going to see her now; I can't wait any longer. So any issues are on you and Marc to handle because I don't want to be disturbed. If it isn't anything dire emergency. I cut the link without letting Jess answer me.

*End of mind link Jess and Zach*

Aimee POV

Some noise wakes me up; there it is again. There is a light knock on the door, that's strange. I'm in captivity, and it's a knock on the door.

What is up with that? Suddenly the door opens, even if I had suspected, it would happen after the knocking sound. It still surprised me and made me fearful of who it was on the other side of the door.

WOW, what the f**k! I didn't do anything. Oh f**k, I'm f****d. The big fucker in the doorway is basically as big as the doorway; oh my god! I have no chance against him.

He could do whatever he wished with me; I won't be able to fight him.

I stare like a fool at sight in front of me. I open my mouth to say something, I don't know what, and no sound comes out of my mouth. My lord, he really is sizzling hot. He must be 6 feet and 4 inches tall; he has brown hair and piercing grey eyes. And all those bulging muscles that are hot as a wet dream. I never had one, but he would definitely be it if I had one. I was about to look away when I saw all the tattoos; I could see he got a tattoo on his neck. The one on his neck is a crescent moon, and he's wearing a short-sleeve shirt, so I see that he got some on his right arm.

OH, he is so delish! How I'd love to touch and trace those tattoos.

Earth to Aimee, please! s**t, I can't be drooling over him; I bet he's some enforcer or something to get information out of me. I have never really been interested in boys or men because I feel broken and dirty after abuse. I don't wish for a conversation on why I'm broken and dirty; I don't want to point out to a man why they don't want me. I don't want anyone to know about my past; I know I shouldn't feel ashamed or guilty, but I do. I know it isn't my fault; I know my mother's wicked mind enjoys seeing me in pain.

I can tell by his smirk that he has seen me checking him out. I am sure he knows how hot he is. I am sure he is used to getting women's attention, and I bet he's pleased when he gets it. I am sure he is used to getting any girl he wants.

He did just check me out too.

I'm nothing special, so I don't see why he would check me out.

Zach POV

I walk to the room where we have put up Aimee and stand a few minutes outside the door to gather my thoughts and calm my heart and mind. I decide to knock on the door, so I don't scare her. I will be as gentle as it takes to win my girl. She is my mate, the one I've been waiting and longing for. It has been a long 8 lonely years. Lonely with occasional bedmates that mean nothing, okay, maybe more than occasional, but I don't want her to know that. I was still lonely to the brink of killing me and driving my wolf mad for 8 years. Waiting and longing to find our love. Now I am outside the door where she is, sure one could say she's too young for a man like me, but that's not uncommon in the shifter world that one mate is older than the other.

I open the door and see her sitting on the bed; I see how scared she looks. No, not scared, more like terrified when she sees me. I'm used to that look she has on her face, but it kills me to get that from her. She's the one person I never want to be scared of me. It hurts as if someone were to stab me with a knife in my heart. As I stand still in the doorway, too afraid to say anything, I see her eyes wander over me, and I can't keep the smirk off my lips. That pleases me; it looks like she really likes what she sees too. Just as she assesses and checks me out, I do the same. I usually don't have a reason to smile, but this girl just made me smile.

I am just a girl after my tastes in looks, and I bet in her heart. She has ice blue eyes and brown long wavy hair almost down to her succulent ass, which brings my mind to her sweet p***y. I bet that will taste sweeter than honey when she'll let me have a taste of her. My eyes wander over a flat belly and up to her boobs that are just right fit for my hands and her perky n*****s that I would love to taste. I have to rein in the dirty and smutty man, not to speak of my big naughty wolf. He is filthier than me by any means measurable.

We will get there eventually, just not yet, but the naughty boy in me can't wait to get there. Ash is right there with me, agreeing that we will get there and claim her, but the dirty pup wants her now. He's chanting in my head to make me claim her now. And have our way with her right on that bed. I have shut him out to be able to think.

"Hi! My name is Zachary but you can call me Zach or anything you wish my sweet girl."

Just as I said that Ash is renting in my head again.

Ash: NOT creepy at all, big guy! Hahaha. You really are out of practice. Oh, look, she looks weirded out.

Aimee: Umm, Hi! Zachary, you are the guy in charge here; that's what Jess said; her brother Zach is the boss. Umm, are you going to hurt me now? I understand if you will, but I didn't help my brother. I promise; please believe me. I would never do such a thing.

Never thought my name could sound so good, hot even. Coming from her lips, damn, that's hot. Just her voice making my heart beat faster; I want to pin her to the wall and kiss her senseless.

Zach: Sweet Aimee, I won't hurt you. I would never hurt you! I know you didn't help your brother. To answer you, yes, I am the Zach that runs the show here, but you have nothing to fear from me. I can assure you of that.

Ash: *Howling* Baby looks confused; s**t, you messing up already, man. Maybe you should just tell her we are her mates. Easy fix, don't you think? And then get to be smooches and humping.

Aimee: Why do you call me sweet? I'm not yours in any way. And why don't you just hurt me? That is what I am here for, right? or am I leverage towards my brother?

Ash: She got you by the balls! One point to our baby girl! Zero to the Alpha with blue balls

Zach: No, sweet girl, you were at first leverage, as you say, but I would never in my life hurt you. You are precious to me, and I will tell you why if you give me a chance to explain and just listen to me.

Aimee: Wow, what now? No, I have never been anything to anybody, and you don't even know me. I will listen to thou since you asked that of me. I mean, I have no choice; I am in captivity by you.

Zach: First, Jess told me you know of werewolves because your father is one. Jess said she told you about our family, that we are werewolves. We come from a long line of Alphas in my family which means one day I will take the reins as Alpha but not yet. But you, my sweet baby girl, are my mate. No use beating around the bush. Now ask me anything you want

Aimee: *screaming* What the f**k do you mean?

Zach: Please calm down, sweetheart. I'm not that bad looking, am I? *chuckling*

Just as I said that I saw her blushing. She is so beautiful when she blushes. Ash and I decided we should make her blush often.

Aimee: NO, I didn't mean it like that. I'm human as far as I know, and I'm 17 and will be 18 within 2 weeks. And you don't want me as your mate. I am a mess, and no one wants me for anything. And besides, you are an Alpha, and I would not be a good match for you.

Zach: Lucky you are not the one that decides these things. The moon goddess does, and I think her choice was wisely made. I can tell you that I want you to be my mate and Luna of my pack one day. You will feel the mate pull soon enough, just as I do. I'm not forcing you, but this is fate, and I would love nothing more than be your mate, my precious girl.

Aimee: I can't be that to you or even do that to you. I'm a broken girl with nothing to live for or offer in return. My only goal has been to make it alive to my birthday than leave this horrible place and country.

Zach: You just being you is enough to be my mate. Don't you worry, I will take good care of you. Your problems and worries are mine now. I know some of the things you've been through, and I bet there's more to it. I'm sure you will tell me in time. I will handle anyone who would hurt you and everyone who has hurt you. No one touches or hurts what's mine. And I know this will take some time for you to accept and adjust to. Baby, I can't let you leave this city and absolutely not the country as you wish. Please, Baby, I love you and will always love and take good care of you, my sweet baby girl.

Aimee: *Swedish* Vad fan! Jag måste komma undan, jag kan inte stanna! Jag är bara skräp som min mamma brukar saga.

(What the f**k! I have to get away; I can't stay! I'm just trash like my mother used to say)

Zach: Wow, what language was that?

Aimee: Sorry didn't mean to; please don't hit me. I did not mean to use that language. Umm, it was Swedish. My mom is from Sweden, and she moved to New York when she was 16.

Zach: Aimee, it upsets me more than you think that you said: don't hit me.

I want to ask something of you that you might not be ready for.

Please let me lay down on the bed and hold you for a few minutes, both to comfort and calm my raging wolf. Don't worry; he's not mad at you but that you've been hurt and don't trust we would never hurt you. That makes him furious. Please let me know.

Aimee: I don't know.

*And I see those eyes; it could melt all the snow in the alps.*

Okay, but only a few minutes then.

*As I lay back, he makes his way to the bed*

Zach: *I walk to the bed and lay on the side next to my baby; I put her head on my upper arm. It's so lovely. I have been longing for this. And I put my other arm over her belly. I can see that she has started to relax.*

*she turns her head towards my shoulder. Almost so close that I could kiss her, I don't dare to push her just yet. I take my hand, caress her cheek, and put her hair behind her ear. She shuts her eyes and relaxes even more. She feels heavier but not heavy; she's light as a butterfly*

Ash: Please kiss her, do it! Oh, she looks so sweet, just as sweet as candy. I could eat her.

Zach: You dirty wolf, I bet it's p***y you thinking of again.

Ash: What else is there to think about?

I know she has fallen asleep. I have things to handle, like checking in on her brother, and I hope my men have info on the people that have hurt my baby. I slowly get my arm off her and slide her head over to the pillow. Just as I was about to stand up, she started talking.

Aimee: don't hurt me anymore. Please, I'm begging you. It hurts so badly.

I caress her hair and think: you're never going to be hurt again. I'll make sure of that baby girl. Then I leave the room. I don't lock it as she won't get far with all my men here anyway, and besides, she's not my prisoner.