Forced Mate Of The Monstrous Alpha

5 - Stuck here with him

Gianna

I hate him.

I hate him so much it hurts!

Lorcan marked me without my permission, and I will never forgive him for that. It was so painful that I almost passed out.

How could he do that to me?

I know I pushed the limits, but did he have to mark and chain me to him?

What he did is against the law, and if I could get a message to the Lycan King, I’d request he arrest Lorcan!

But I would never be able to get a message to Thane Knight or Orrin Dalgaard. Lorcan will make me a prisoner here with no way out and no connection to the outside world.

Men have been killed for marking their mates against their will. I’ve heard of she-wolves seeking an audience with the Lycan King. Usually, it’s left to Orrin to deal with because he’s in charge of keeping Werewolves under control. But I know nothing would ever happen to Lorcan; he’d get away with it because he’s Orrin’s son. Lorcan was right when he said his father would do nothing about this.

So where would telling the Supreme Alpha anything get me?

That’s right, nowhere!

It didn’t take me long to find Lorcan’s bedroom; I followed his scent as he said. Not that I want to share a room with that arrogant bastard, but I know he won’t let me sleep anywhere else.

I found the bathroom easily enough. It’s located on the left of the room and is pretty large and modern.

I took a red hot shower because I wanted the smell and feel of Lorcan off my body. I scrubbed every inch of my hair and body. When I accidentally touched the mark he gave me, my lip quivered, and a tear fell from my eye.

I roughly wiped the tear away and berated myself. I will not let Lorcan Dalgaard bring me down; I’m stronger than that!

After showering, I tore through my bag and found the pajamas I had changed into. Then I grabbed a pillow off the bed and sat in the chair beneath the window. There was no way I was going to sleep beside that monster.

However, I was in his bed when I woke up this morning. Lorcan must have carried me to bed when he came to the room, but I don’t remember waking up. I must have slept through it, but then, I was exhausted.

When I woke up after 10 a.m., Lorcan had already left the room. I was thankful for that because I didn’t think I could face him. The only way I knew he’d slept beside me was that his scent was all over me. Lorcan must have pulled me into his arms while I slept, and strangely enough, I slept peacefully.

I wandered around the packhouse for a while, familiarizing myself with the place. It’s enormous, and I’m sure it was once a Victorian mansion or a foundling home. The architecture screams the 1800s. It’s quite beautiful, and I can see why a man like Lorcan would make this place his home.

Although this is the packhouse, only two dozen Wolves live here, which is a lot. Those Wolves consist of the Beta, Emily, and a girl called Harper. The rest are either those who run the house or high-ranking warriors. Plus, a few she-wolves who shouldn’t be living here. I know that because Emily told me while leading me out of the house last night.

Emily mumbled something about having slut.s Lorcan has slept with living in the house. Emily seemed incredibly put out, and I wouldn’t say I liked the idea myself.

I couldn’t put my finger on why, but I chalked it up to the mate bond playing with me. It is disrespectful, though, if Lorcan is with Emily to have other women around. If he’s been with half the women in the house, that proves that Emily isn’t as important to him as she thinks.

The pack is thousands strong, and its members live in the houses surrounding the packhouse with their families. Silver Paw has its own town, which is run solely by the pack wolves.

I can’t wait to explore the town and meet new people. If I am stuck here for the next however long, I need to get to know my people.

I’m a dominant Wolf, though I am neither Alpha nor Beta, but that doesn’t mean I’m cruel. I treat people with respect, even when they don’t deserve it, which most don’t. I hate Lorcan, but I’m now stuck as Silver Paw’s Luna and need to act like one.

Where do I even fit into this life?

I feel like I’ve been kidnapped and locked up in a Vampire’s layer. The thought makes me chuckle. I know Lorcan is a hybrid, but he doesn’t look like any Vampire I’ve ever met. Lorcan is massively built, and his skin is tanned and tattooed. However, the house screams Vampire.

I found the library stationed on the third floor. I was so awed by its beauty that I could barely contain myself. I love to read, and Lorcan’s library has more books than I have ever seen in my life. The shelves go from floor to ceiling! I made a note to come back later. If I have no choice but to be here, I’ll spend my time doing something I enjoy.

I managed to find the kitchen. As Lorcan hadn’t called me down for breakfast or even sent anyone else to find me, I figured I’d sort myself out.

I haven’t met anyone apart from Emily; it’s as though they’re avoiding me. It wouldn’t surprise me if Lorcan had told them to stay away; he seems like that kind of a prick. Not that I thought too much about it; I figured it would be inevitable that I’d see people around the house at some point.

I found a plate of food in the massive refrigerator covered in plastic wrap with my name on it. Bacon, sausage, and hash browns covered the plate’s surface. I don’t know who put it there, but I silently thanked them as I warmed the food in the microwave.

I sighed to myself while eating. The house was too quiet, which didn’t make sense to how many people supposedly live here.

How am I meant to get to know everyone if they won’t come near me?

What is Lorcan expecting?

To isolate me from everyone around until I behave like a good girl?

He’s got another thing coming if he thinks I’ll lose my identity to please him.

After eating and cleaning up after myself, I took to the gardens. Lorcan must have a gardener because there’s no way it would look so fabulous if he did. The gardens are beautifully manicured, with so many flowers I couldn’t help smiling while breathing them in.

Goddess knows I love flowers.

I might hate Lorcan, but I must admit that I love the house and its surrounding gardens. I can’t run away from him, but I can hide out in the garden. I may even find my own patch to tend to, which would keep my mind occupied for a while.

‘You can’t hide from him forever, Gia; he’s your mate.’

‘I’ll give it a damn good try.’

I’ve been in the garden now for hours. The cold air is starting to nip at my nose. Time to go back in there.

I walk towards the house, wondering if Lorcan will find me anytime today.

Why do I even care?

As I near the building, I notice Lorcan through one of the lower windows.

That must be his office, but who are those people inside with him?

My heart starts thumping hard in my chest. My veins begin to pound, and my canines slide out of my gums.

Who the fuc.k is the whor.e in Lorcan’s arms?

And why is it bothering me so much?

Possibly because I’ll feel it if he does anything with her, even a kiss. I’ve heard how painful it can be to feel everything your mate does with another woman.

No, thank you!

I should have known something like this would happen. He’s got half the sluts he’s slept with living here.

Does that girl live here, too?

I watch the woman, pretty thing that she is, touch Lorcan’s face with so much love in her eyes that I want to kill her! I don’t know why I feel like this, but my possessive instinct is kicking in. I know it’s nothing more than the mate bond, but it’s amplified because Lorcan marked me.

I see Lorcan kiss the woman’s head, and the mist descends. I bound through the house with murder on my mind. I’m going to rip that b***h limb from limb! I don’t care how much I hate Lorcan; he’s my mate.

Mine!

I won’t let some tramp take him from me.

‘So much for Mason.’

‘Shut up, Lyra!’

‘Just saying. But I’m feeling it too, and I want to kill that woman!’

I burst into Lorcan’s office unannounced, ignoring the other people in the room. My focus is solely on the bitc.h, clutching my mate’s arm. I bare my teeth, growling loudly, eyes flashing a threatening amber.

“What the …” Bitc.h face gasps.

Lorcan’s eyes flash sliver. I growl at him also, wanting to claw out his throat for daring to touch another woman.

I crouch low, ready to pounce on bitc.h features when I’m suddenly lifted into the air and thrown through the open door. My back hits the wall with a crunch, breaking it on impact, and I side to the floor. But that doesn’t stop me from getting to my feet, ready to attack. My back snaps back into place, and I roll my neck.

It will take more than a broken back to stop me!

I have an uncanny ability to heal much quicker than most Wolves, which is crazy when it takes mere minutes for any shifter to heal. No one understands why I can recover as quickly as I do, and I’ve never given it much thought, either.

Bitc.h face is watching me from inside the room, her mouth agape. I want to gouge out her eyes, and I have no idea why!

My Wolf tries to take hold, and I don’t seem to be able to control her. Lyra wants this woman dead, and I don’t even want to try to stop her.

‘She touched what’s ours, and now she has to die!’

I howl loudly before taking a step towards Bitc.h face. She jumps, startled, while hiding behind a man whose face I refuse to look at.

Arms encircle my waist, lifting me off the ground. I scream, fighting to get away.

“Calm down!” Lorcan yells in my ear.

Suddenly, the door to Lorcan’s office slams shut, hiding Bitc.h face from my view. No matter how much I kick and scream, however hard I try to calm down, I can’t.

Lorcan drags me to his room and throws me inside the same way he threw me against the wall downstairs. I roll across the floor, then jump to my feet.

“How dare you. . .” Is all I get out of my mouth before Lorcan smacks me in it. The force of his slap turns my head and knocks me off my feet.

I gasp in shock, holding my face and looking up at Lorcan from my spot on the floor. I can’t believe he just hit me. Again!

What the fuc.k is wrong with this man?

He had another woman in his arms; how did he think things would turn out?

Lorcan gets to his haunches in front of me. He grabs the back of my hair, making me gasp as he pulls my head back.

“What did I tell you about behaving?”

I grit my teeth while clutching his wrist. He’s going to scalp me if he pulls any harder!

“Bad behavior will not go unpunished.”

“You broke my fuckin.g back, then almost broke my jaw!”

He nods his head. “I did, I did, and I’ll break every damn bone in your body if you continue to piss me off.

“Now see, here’s the thing, Little Wolf. Your pathetic jealousy over seeing me with another woman is not cute. I will touch whoever I want, whenever I want, and there’s not a fuckin.g thing you can do about it, got it?”

My lower lip quivers. Not because Lorcan pretty much just said that he’d fuc.k around, even though he marked me. But because he speaks to me as though I were nothing but shi.t on his shoe. Lorcan doesn’t respect me, and he never will.

So why am I here wishing he cared even a little bit about me?

“The next time you spy on me, ensure you know the person you’re trying to attack. My sister-in-law is pregnant. Do you have any idea what you could have done?!”

His sister-in-law?

My heart sinks to my feet.

How could I have been so stupid?

‘What a wonderful impression to make on your mate’s family, Gia. Well done,’

‘I didn’t know! And nor did you, you bitc.h. If you did, you wouldn’t have tried to break free to rip the woman apart!’

Lorcan pulls me closer with my face in a vice-like grip between his fingers. I have one hand on his wrist at my face, the other trying to pry his hand out of my hair. Lorcan is so strong, and the pain in my head is intensifying as the seconds go by. He’s not going to need to reject me because he’s halfway to killing me!

“I suggest you clean yourself up. Once you have, you can sit here and think about how you’re going to grovel at my sister-in-law’s feet. You’ll beg for her forgiveness if you have to, but you are not leaving this room until I’m satisfied she’ll accept.”

Finally, he lets me go, and I crumple to the floor.

Lorcan leaves the room without another word, and I’m left here wondering how long I’ll be able to survive that man.