Spare Me, Alpha

Ch 6: In Which He Makes her a Promise

Heather woke up at around 10 am, feeling like she hadn’t slept nearly enough. After the events that had led her to staying with the famous alpha Damien, it was no wonder.

First, her pack had been attacked and she watched her parents fight to the death the rogues so she and Lilly could flee. Then, came the escape itself which, in hindsight, wasn’t that bad, if it wasn’t for the constant fear of getting caught by the rogues. And finally, came her encounter with alpha Damien and his beta.

She had never felt so scared, so angry and so aroused by the same person, in such succession, in her short lifetime.

She couldn’t believe her luck though. How could she end up in someone else’s territory? And his to top it off? She had thought Vegas was a no-man’s land… it seemed she was mistaken. She was told so by an older she-wolf whose name was Jessica –who worked as a maid at Damien’s place, and who had showed her to the guest room reluctantly as she was on the receiving end of her alpha’s glare– in these precise terms, “East-side Vegas is controlled by Alpha Damien. West-side Vegas, on the other hand, is a no-man’s land.”

Great, Heather had thought then, I’m just the lucky she-wolf who ended up in the wrong side of Vegas. Please note the sarcasm.

Heather couldn’t believe her ears when Damien had first told Jessica she would sleep in his room. True, she had agreed to live with him, that didn’t mean she’d sleep with him… not now, not ever if she could help it.

“I will NOT sleep in your bedroom,” she had told him tersely.

“Says who?” He had thundered, making her insides flip.

How could she, a mere teenager, make an alpha known for his self-control lose it so easily?

Oh yeah… she was his freaking mate.

“Would you rather I let Lilly sleep alone after all we’ve been through?” She had argued right back, trying to reason with him.

“No, of course not.” He had told her immediately, “She can sleep with us.”

“As if that’s ever going to happen!” She had rolled her eyes at him.

“I’m the Alpha of this damned pack and what I say goes,” Damien had then told her, his eyes changing to black for a split-second, making Jessica whimper in fear.

“And I’m the so-awaited Luna of this pack, and what I say goes,” she had retorted defiantly, not one ounce of fear gripping her.

All through their heated albeit whispered exchange, Lilly did not even shift one iota from where she slept in Heather’s tight and loving embrace. She was that exhausted, and Heather as well, only she couldn’t show it in front of her damned mate.

Upon hearing her say her last sentence, Damien got a hard-on thinking of all the things he could do to his feisty little Luna, and thus lost the argument, so enamored as he was with the words “I’m the so-awaited Luna”. That meant she accepted him, no matter how reluctantly that may be.

Argument? Lost. Battle? Not yet. Sure, there was room for improvement if he wanted to make her his by the next full moon –which was in three weeks– but he had decided he’d stop at nothing to make her accept him.

Heather shook her head, trying to dismiss all thoughts of Damien from her mind, as she felt the hot water warm her body.

Shower time was thinking time for most people. Who was she to defy that tempting trail of thought? Damien was after all one fine piece of meat.

Meat? Seriously, Heather? I never thought you were that shallow. She mentally reprimanded herself.

She then hurried to finish her shower as she heard the door of the bedroom open, instinctively fearing for Lilly.

She hastily grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her body, and exited the bathroom, ready to fight the threat off… only to find Mr. sexy alpha standing in her room. Two outfits in his hand, one looked to be her size, and the other Lilly’s size.

Damien had heard her showering and couldn’t help but want to see his mate in nothing but a towel. He hadn’t expected her to exit the bathroom in such a hurry, or looking so scared. He dropped the outfits to the floor, and went to her side.

He caressed her bare arm, startling her back, and told her softly, “It’s me. It’s me. There’s nothing to worry about.”

Except your virtue maybe, he wanted to add as he took her in.

Her short blonde hair was damp, and thus looked a shade or two darker than it actually was. Her curves were almost on display thanks to the towel which didn’t cover much. And he had to hold back a growl at the pure and simple lust he saw in the depths of her beautiful green eyes as they openly checked him out, once her fear had subsided.

He brought her closer to him by sneaking an arm around her waist, his eyes changing between black and midnight blue a couple of times, and whispered a simple, “I want to take you, right here, right now, so bad, you can’t even begin to imagine.”

“I… I…” she stammered on her words, a blush adorning her cheeks, as she tried to get away from him.

“Your body is drawn to mine. I know that, you know that… I see no point in denying the obvious.”

“I’m not,” she tried to deny despite her traitorous body’s reaction.

Her n*****s had hardened and there was hot juice at her entrance… nevertheless, she was too proud to admit she was attracted to him, not this soon anyway.

Hell, not ever!

“f**k off, Damien,” she told him while freeing herself from his hold… as he allowed her to because her sister was coming to.

“Today, I will f**k off as you so kindly put it. One day, in the near future, however, I will f**k you.” He told her in a whisper as he brushed his lips against her cheek.

She was flabbergasted by his words. It showed in the widening of her eyes, and she wanted to hit him, only she didn’t want to do that in front of her sister, not when she was in a flimsy towel that could unwrap at any moment.

So, she did the only thing she could do, she glared at him and hissed a quiet “Out.”

“Breakfast is ready for you and your sister, dear Luna.” He told her just as he was leaving.

“Thanks,” she answered before she could help herself. Damn her good manners! She could take of herself and Lilly. She didn’t need him to do that for her.