Mated To The Alpha Stepbrother

Pheromones

Vinorca Jona POV

I ignored the voice reverberating in my ears, giving me goosebumps. Never in my life had I thought this was how I would break down, scared to my core. I wanted to block out every voice from my head as they hung by loose strands.

"Open the door, Vinorca!" Someone knocked loudly. I covered my ears, my anxiety growing beyond anything I could have ever imagined.

"Please leave!" I replied weakly.

"I can hear you, Vinorca. I know you're inside. Why the hell aren't you replying or opening the door? This won't end well if you keep behaving like a brat."

I squeezed my body tightly, wishing I could vanish. There was no way I wanted to face him. I knew who was outside. Was he already here? How quickly time had flown. Why did it feel like I had just sat down and he was already here? That was why I didn't have the guts to face him.

"I can't," I mumbled, my whole body shaking as thoughts ran wild in my head, giving me a feeling I never thought I needed.

"I'm sure you can, Vinorca. I'm counting to three. If you don't open, then I'm breaking this door," Dante growled. I squeezed my eyes shut.

"One."

No, I can't. I don't need to open it. He was just trying to scare me, right? I tried to calm myself.

"Two."

"Go away," I tried to speak, but my words got stuck in my throat, leaving me with an uneasy feeling.

"Thud!" I opened my eyes at the loud sound and saw Dante standing at the entrance. His dark demeanour spread an intensity that clearly told me he wasn't happy with my lack of compliance.

Did he want me to comply? Really? I just couldn't. I was no fool to do so. This was beyond what I could handle. There I was, feeling like I might pee my pants just by facing him. How did he expect me to do something totally against my will?

"Tsk... Tsk... Is this how you thought of stopping me? This is my own damn house. How could you even think of this lame idea, Vinorca?" he sneered angrily, clenching his fist, his eyebrow arched in anger.

"I... I..." I choked on my words, my palms sweating, the blood from my self-inflicted scratches staining my skin.

"What are you? Tell me why you're doing this, Vinorca. Why are you even crying like this? I haven't even started yet," Dante questioned seriously, his deep voice hitting my brain roughly.

"Don't," I pleaded. I didn't know what I was even asking for, but I just didn't have the guts to face him today.

How about he just left me alone today, and he could talk or punish me some other day? I was already not in the right state of mind to handle his presence, his anger. I really had no strength to take it today.

"Really, Vinorca? I came here to celebrate your precious birthday, leaving all my work aside, and this is how you're welcoming me? Didn't the maid inform you? I'm very sad about your behaviour, you know?" Dante walked toward me as he finished speaking.

At that moment, I wished a miracle would happen, that the floor would swallow me up so I could escape easily!

"Stay away..." With my stuttering voice, I tried to stop him, which clearly didn't work, as he came close and grabbed my hair, pulling me up by it, making me stand on shaky feet.

"Who are you telling to stay away, baby? I came here to celebrate, not to deal with your tantrums. It's your birthday that I wanted to celebrate. Seems like you don't get it?" Dante put his hand on the back of my head, gripping my hair tightly.

I hissed in pain, feeling like he was going to pull my hair out by the roots.

"Leave!" I repeated. I just wanted this now.

No other words were even coming to my head. I wanted him to leave me alone, just like he did three years ago.

Why did he have to give me so much pain? Without him being here, I was already suffering, but at least it was better. Now that he was here, it was just doubling it so badly.

"Is that so, Vinorca? You think if you order me with this weak-ass tone, I'm going to follow?" He stared into my eyes. I tried to divert mine, but with his hand on the back of my head, I couldn't.

I did want to tell him that I did think if I said this, he should leave me. Couldn't he see my condition? Did he really think I could hold any conversation?

"Vinorca, why must you be so childish? You're going to be eighteen years old in one hour. It's just pathetic to see you behave like a kid. Don't you want to have a special birthday? This is your special day. Now this ugly face of yours is just screaming at me to give you the best gift, so you can remember it your whole damn life," Dante chuckled in my face, which had probably turned many shades of red with all the pain and tears I was shedding at that moment.

"I want nothing!" I tried to press my words more than I ever could. My voice may have been weak, but it was enough for him to get what I was trying to say.

Was it so difficult for him to understand human language?

"I don't think so, Vinorca. This time let's celebrate your birthday before you regret having it," Dante pushed me, and I fell on the bed. Without giving me any time, he hovered over me.

If he thought I don't hate my birthdays, he was wrong.

After losing my parents on the same day, how could I even appreciate it? Someone in their right mind never could. At least not me.

This was the day I could never appreciate, no matter how hard I tried to forget it. Dante himself was never going to let it go that easily.

"You know, I can never erase tomorrow from my life, so at least it should be the same with you, shouldn't it?" Dante pressed me more, as he pinned my hands above my head.

I could feel his breath falling on my face, brushing each and every corner.

“Why are you like this?” I cried.

"You want to know what gift I specially prepared for you? Even after being so busy, I still did it for you, didn't I?" Dante ignored my words, as his grip on my wrist got tighter than before.

If he put any more pressure on my wrist, it was going to break into pieces.

"No, I don't want to know. You are forcing me, Dante. Is this how you are going to behave? Is this how you will behave, being an Alpha?" I spat at him in anger, unable to control myself.

Three years ago, he had already done enough damage. My hands were bleeding, and he just squeezed them like he wanted to draw all the blood out from my body.

"Damn! I really love when you behave like a wild cat, but why can't an Alpha behave like this when it's his mate in front of him?" Dante chuckled. My eyes went wide, as if my eyeballs were going to come out of their sockets.

"Mate,” I whispered.

This is not what I was expecting at all. Mate? I am his mate? When did this happen? How does he know? Why didn't he tell me this before? What was the Moon Goddess thinking when she made this guy my mate?

"Yes, my dear Vinorca. Mate. See, for so long, nearly ten years, I was just waiting for this day. Now it’s going to be useless if I don’t make this day greater. Don't you think so?" Dante pressed his hard crotch against my lower half. I gasped, unable to process the whole thing he revealed.

So he knew from the start.

As most werewolves start having a wolf after they turn eighteen, and at that time, everyone can identify their mate.

Dante knew this from the start, and he still chose to do this? Rather than making me feel like he was the one, or trying to share my pain with him, he just chose to give me more pain without even thinking twice.

"You are lying. I know you are not my mate. You just want to force yourself upon me," I declined. I was never going to trust this man's words. He was filled with so many sides.

How could I trust him, knowing he was never going to tell the truth no matter what?

‘But don’t forget he didn’t lie either, he always speaks the truth,’ my conscience reminded me.

It was true, he chose not to reply rather than lie, but how could I believe this? I was yet to have my wolf.

Before having my wolf, I was not going to believe this.

"Even if you think I am lying, I don’t care. I already waited enough, Vinorca." He slid my top off. I started wriggling in his arms, feeling the uneasy sensation in my body.

"Now your soft p***y is rubbing against me like this. How can you still deny, Vinorca?" Dante commented, making me stop all actions.

I hadn't realised before how I was all pressed under him, and here I was trying to wriggle, which made no sense except to embarrass myself.

His hand rubbed my belly button. I closed my eyes, feeling the cold sensation and the pain that was vibrating through my hands into my whole body. "Open your damn eyes, Vinorca," Dante growled.

I opened my eyes to find his eyes shining. They were yellow, showing his wolf taking control. I had never faced Dante's wolf before. This situation was just getting worse with his wolf showing up.

I could feel his dominating pheromones, making me too weak to move any part of my body.

The air around me grew thicker, and my breathing quickened. His dominating Alpha aura was choking me.

This was not normal. He was scaring me.

He was already someone I feared in his human form. Now his wolf?

Everyone in the pack said how much worse his wolf was.

He was way stronger and more beastly in his wolf form. Now I could sense it even when he had yet to do anything worse to me.

“Uhmm!”