Page 150 of My Forbidden Alpha

I glance at them again. He wouldn’t flirt openly with her in front of me. Feeling even more confused, I turn to leave as Scarlett pulls the top on.

“By the way, Mama’s okay but she was worried about you, Scar. That maybe Elijah might take his anger out on you,” I say.

Elijah frowns. “I would never do that.”

“But Mama’s terrified. Maybe go see her?” I say to Scarlett, knowing Mama needed this just as much.

She’s worse than I am, even though I often see her reactions mirror what I feel inside.

“Dad’s in his office and then Grandma Amelia is coming in a few hours. I also came to ask if you wanted to cook. Mama’s not up to it,” I say, looking over my shoulder at my sister. I notice that thing on her neck again. Why does it look like a mark but bruised or something? But once again, her hair covers it. I want to ask, but not like this. Not now.

“Sure, I’ll do it. I promised Grandma Amy next time she came I’d be the one to cook, anyway. I’m going to go get dressed, then I’ll get started,” Scarlett says. Elijah has his intense blue gaze fixed on her, but she doesn’t spare him a look.

Weird.

I’m about to leave when I notice some marks on his neck and shoulder, scratch marks, like… I look up and our eyes meet, his cerulean blue piercing into me.

He gives me a small smile that does not reach his eyes and makes my heart thud nervously.

“Want to go for a walk?” he asks me. I cross my arms.

“Sure,” I reply. “As long as you don’t plan to bury me in the woods.”

“Now why would I do that?” he asks, cocking a brow as he walks over and roughs my hair.

Cus that’s what happens to witnesses of a crime, right? And what I think I saw was definitely a crime.

“Just…” I shrug.

“Alright Pixie, don’t go watching horror movies. You’re getting crazy ideas. Meet you outside in a few. I’m just going to grab a shirt,” he says, leaving the bathroom.

“Sure, I’ll wait outside.”

Elijah

I take thesteps two at a time, reaching the first floor quickly and, glancing down the hall, I try the handle to Scarlett’s bedroom, and it opens. She’s standing there pulling on a lemon-yellow coloured thong, looking so fucking fine, and I can’t help but stare at how her ass swallows it up.

I lick my lips as she gives me a look while she adjusts the matching bra she’s wearing over her perfect fucking breasts. My eyes darken as I drink in how sexy she looks.

Fuck, she’s a temptation, the colour goes perfectly with her ivory skin.

“Have you forgotten to knock? And don’t use that door,” she whispers worriedly. “What if someone sees you?”

“Don’t worry about that. No one is around,” I murmur, locking the door behind me. I saunter over to her and grab her hips, pulling her into me. Fuck, does she feel good.

“Indigo almost caught us,” she says, biting her lip as her eyes trail over my bare chest. She wants me and that makes me feel even cockier.

“Hmm,” I say, kissing her neck over the pulsing black veins. Her eyes flutter shut.

I have a feeling Indigo saw exactly what had been about to happen. We had been directly in her line of sight. I don’t want to worry Scarlett right now, not until I have spoken to her myself.

“You should really leave,” she murmurs although she makes no attempt to pull away, her heart racing and her body reacting to me like a doll on strings. Just how I like it.

I flick my tongue up her neck, making a soft moan escape her.

“I wanted one kiss, and I always collect,” I whisperseductively, moving back slightly. Threading my fingers into her hair, I yank her head back, making her gasp before she bites her lip, her eyes darkening with anticipation.

She loves it when I’m a little rough, and I’m testing her limits. So far, she’s been comfortable with everything but I plan to do things to her that are as fucking taboo as people think us being stepsiblings are.

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