The Alpha Warrior King

Awake

A pounding in her head makes her hesitate to open her eyes. She holds it with both hands as it feels like its going to split any moment. Naya wonders what is wrong with her. She feels very tired and when she tries to move she winces in pain. Every one of her muscles feel like the first time she fought in a war for Dome. They feel overworked and are now protesting to make anymore movements. Thanks to this comfortable bed the aches are not so painful when she lays still.

She opens her heavy eyes and blinks so many times when the bright light blinds her. The sun is shining brightly all the way through the large windows that are right in front of her. There is a slight breeze blowing through and bringing with it some cool air and a beautiful mix of floral scents letting her know that it's still morning. She lays still liking how soothing the cool air is on her making her feel a bit better.

The bed is comforting with the soft covers that feel like a warm embrace. They are covered in a manly scent that she finds herself enjoying. At first she thought it was one of the flowers but a whiff on the sheets told her otherwise. She goes under them just so she can breathe in more of it. She is being weird right now but something about these sheets is intoxicating. She takes a very long whiff of it and she sighs in contentment. This is bliss for her, being under these sheets feels so good she has even forgotten the pain in her head. She wonders who the owner is.

That thought makes her come to her senses. While she has been appreciating this place she totally forgot to ask herself where this place is. She drops the covers and decides to look around. She is in a bedroom from what she can see and its beautiful. It's very organised too compared to her own. She was never one to bother with such things but whoever lives here is a very neat person with everything looking so put together.

There is a table with a stack of books that look like they have been recently used even though they are neatly laying on top of each other. Another much smaller book is beside them with what looks like a pen on top of it, no doubt someone must have been scribbling something in it. The walls have a few beautiful paintings, all of them depicting nature and she knows the person must love the outdoors. She smiles being an outdoor person herself. A look outside confirms that thought because the place seems to be surrounded by trees.

Everything in the room seems to have a place for it because nothing seems to be out of order except the chair beside the bed. It's placed so close to it like someone must have been sitting there and watching over her. She frowns at that

and decides to get up carefully making sure not to make too many movements after her painful ordeal earlier. When she removes the covers her eyes go wide when she finds herself in nothing but a T-shirt.

"What in the world...where are my clothes?"

"Wait...where am I and how am I here?"

She tries to remember anything of what happened before this place but she comes up with nothing and the pounding in her head keeps her from pushing harder. By instinct her hand flies to her side wanting to retrieve her beloved weapon but she is met with the feel of her own warm skin. She panics when she realises that everything she had must be in the same place. Whoever lives here must have given her a change of clothes and that thought unsettles her wondering how that went down. She tries to feel around her body for any signs of being taken advantage of but apart from the splitting headache she feels and looks fine.

She gets in a defensive position still even though she can't tell whether she is in danger or not. All she knows is she is in an unfamiliar place, unarmed and with this pounding headache that she couldn't defend herself even if she wanted to.

Surprisingly she doesn't feel threatened. In a way the place feels safe but she just won't take chances. She knows from her training that she can't just trust anyone based on how she feels even though her instincts have been right most of the times.

She decides to get off the bed and the moment her feet touch the floor the door to the room opens and she looks up almost in fear at what or who is about to step through it. On the other hand she feels around for anything she can use to defend herself if it comes down to it. She however relaxes almost immediately when the most handsome being steps through and she feels like all air has just been knocked out of her lungs.

"You are awake?"

Her mouth is suddenly dry when he smiles at her and she freezes looking like a statue.

"How do you feel?"

She hears him ask as he kneels before her with those breath taking eyes looking at her with worry. She cannot believe its him. Her hand reaches out of its own accord and she cups his cheek. That contact burns with sweet delicious fire within her and she sees him lean into her touch. She can't contain all that is going on with her right now making her do what she would not normally do. She does well to stay away from men but she finds herself being drawn to him. She falls to her knees and she is now down to his level in front of him. Her heart is skipping beats while her belly is doing flip flops with him being so close. She is lost, her pain and insecurities long forgotten. She is taken with him. It's just him...her mate is right here in the flesh. Her hands move to touch his face, tracing every bit of it and enjoying it's beauty. He is perfect. Her mate is perfect. The fire in her rages when she feels him snake his arm around her and bring her closer to him. She moans softly with his action making him hold tighter. Her breath is rugged when her eyes fall on his perfect lips. They are so close with only a thin space of air separating them. His breath is rugged too and he is moving closer. She leans in ready to taste him, to finally have what she has only heard her friends rave about. With her eyes closing on their own she gets ready to let herself go and enjoy the bliss that comes with it.

"Is she awake?...Oh my God Xander!"

A loud scream of a woman breaks through their spell causing Naya to fly backwards and she is about to fall when a pair of strong arms catch her. The pain in her head reappears instantly with that action and her hands reach for her head.

"Ouch!" She screams making the pain worse.

"Are you ok?"

His velvety smooth voice makes her forget all her pain and look up to him. She falls in love with the way he is looking at her and she smiles.

"Am fine."

"It doesn't look like it." He looks her over searching for anything wrong and she finds herself enjoying it. Apart from her father and god parents no one has ever fussed over her like this, not that she would allow them. She never liked being vulnerable but with him it's different. She just wants to be like all those girls back home that melted each time their mates were close.

Someone clearing their throat grabs their attention and they both turn towards the door.

"Learn to knock!"

Her mate is the first to speak.

"It was open!"

A beautiful older woman standing by the door protests but sounds amused. Her arms are folded and there is a smirk across her face. Naya chuckles, she already loves this woman.

"Aren't you going to introduce me to your dream girl or is it your girlfriend now?"

"Dream girl, girlfriend?" Naya looks from the woman to her mate and finds him smiling. Something tells her she has been the object of their conversation but she can't tell what it was exactly. And why is she calling her his dream girl and girlfriend?

"This is my mother." Her mate points her to the woman standing by the door but Naya keeps her face on him. She can't get enough of him. He is more than she dreamed he would be. And everytime he opens his mouth that voice gets her heart speeding up for no reason.

"Mom, this is uh..."

She finds him looking at her expecting her to introduce herself and she bites her lips. This is not her, mate or not she should be more careful than she is being right now. But the look in his eyes makes her own name roll off her tongue with so much ease it surprises even her.

"Naya. My name is Naya."