Page 27 of My Forbidden Alpha

“Fuck, Elijah… I hate you for doing this to me,” I mutter.

Quickly, I slide my pants back up and bury my flushed face into my pillow, feeling a little mortified with myself for masturbating to the thought of my stepbrother. One incredibly sexy stepbrother that is going to be the ruin of me.

Taste of Rage

Elijah

The sun has barely risen, but I need to get up because training starts soon. Although I just got back yesterday, it doesn’t mean I am going to slack off from my duties. As soon-to-be Alpha, I’m the one who needs to set the example for my people.

I get up, walking over to the bathroom with my morning wood straining against my sweatpants. I smirk remembering the door slamming shut last night. Seems she caught me jerking off. Now that’s something I’ll enjoy teasing her about.

Entering the bathroom, I pause, my eyes flashing. Her scent lingers and once again it makes me throb. Smirking, I walk over to the hamper, removing my pants when I reach into the basket and push aside her top until I find what I’m looking for.

A sexy tiny thong. I hold it up, my smirk growing. Now this is sexy, but I’m certain it’ll look ten fucking times better when it’s on that ass. I hold it in front of me, my nostrils flaring at the scent that lingers before I drop it in the hamper and turn my back.

Fucking focus man.I’m really going to go through her dirty laundry? Yeah, and I don’t mind doing it again.

I wash my face and brush my teeth swiftly before returning to my room. I pull on some pants and trainers when Liam mind-links me.

Are you joining us for training today?

Obviously, do you think I’ll really sit this out? Let’s see what you all got,I reply cockily.

He chuckles.I’m looking forward to it. It really is good to have you home, El.

Yeah, agreed. I’ll see you soon,I reply, glad to be back.

The pack is running smoothly and I’m itching to start running this place, to take over and let Dad retire, it’s all as I expected. Almost… There’s one thing I wasn’t expecting, and that is to be attracted to her.

The realisation last night that hit me like a fucking snowstorm made it clear I am into her, even though I shouldn’t be. Heading downstairs, I enter the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge to take with me when I see Indigo standing there in the middle of the kitchen, her eyes dropping.

How does one stay standing when they’re half asleep? No idea, but this Pixie sure is managing. She yawns sleepily, rubbing her eyes. She’s dressed for training in sweatpants and an oversized tank top.

“Good to see you’re not slacking,” I remark, tossing her the water bottle and taking another. She catches it clumsily at the last moment and blinks.

“You know Mama and Dad won’t let me slack,” she grumbles, staring down at the bottle before she rubs her eyes.I did need sleep…

I glance over at her, amused. Although she is awake, she is clearly not fully there, yawning once again.

“Too bad I have no sympathy. You got to stay at the top of your game, Pixie.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know.” She yawns and I smirk, I missed thiskid.

“And where’s Red? She’s the competitive type. I don’t see her being late,” I ask, last night flashing in my mind once again. Fuck, she’s constantly in my head and my thoughts are just getting more explicit.

My question seems to wake her up as she shuffles on her feet avoiding my gaze uneasily.

What is this about?

“Well, she doesn’t really train with us… Dad’s given her permission to train solo though, so yeah um, she won’t be joining us,” she mumbles, and I frown.

I did not expect that from Scarlett. She always loved to train and is one of the best warriors in the pack. Well, she was when I last saw her two years ago; it would be a shame if that’s changed.

“We’re a pack, we fight together and we train together. Who does she think-” I stride towards the door when Indigo grabs my arm.

“Don’t, Elijah… For once, I think Scarlett deserves to do this how she wants,” she says, looking up at me and I don’t miss the flicker of sadness and pain in her eyes.

What am I missing? It’s not like Indigo to defend Scarlett and that only makes a flare of worry rush through me. A surge of possessiveness and the urge to protect Scarlett rushes through me. There’s got to be a reason behind this, and I need to know it.

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