Page 70 of My Forbidden Alpha

She frowns. “I’m not jealous…”

I try not to smirk as I see her steal a glance at the sleekinterior, running her hand along the leather seat. She turns to me suddenly as I fiddle with the sat-nav, but seems to change her mind.

There’s a change in her heartbeat before she turns away.

What was that about?

I glance at her, noticing she has suddenly gone quiet, turning to stare out of the window, one hand under her chin. But I can sense the anger radiating off her.

“All good, Red?” I ask, raising an eyebrow as I look at the back of her head.

“Perfectly,” her icy reply comes, but her power rises, radiating off her in strong ripples. Although it does not affect me – it is strong.

“Okay…” I reply, having no idea what just caused her mood to change so abruptly as I start up the car and head out the mansion drive, wondering what this trip will bring for us.

As for Scarlett, I’ll give her a little time.

A Deal Made

Elijah

It’s been nearly two hours since we’ve been on the road. Scarlett has remained silent, her cold, angry aura still surrounding her. I tried making conversation a few times, but she only gave one-word replies, her eyes never leaving her phone or the window. My own patience is running out and it is taking my all not to snap at her.

Obviously something has pissed her off, but how the fuck am I supposed to know if she isn’t going to share? She might be sexy as fuck, but she’s still her same bratty self. My brows furrow as I glare out the window.

“Want to stop for a break?” I ask. Not waiting for an answer, I signal and head off the motorway and instead drive towards the nearest town. Scarlett hasn’t even noticed that I’ve already gone off the right route. She’s always been terrible at directions, something that we all made fun of during tracking training.

“No,” she replies moodily.

I frown, finding a safe spot to pull up and stop the car. Only when I put the car into ‘park’ does she look around, realising that we are no longer on the motorway.

She cocks a brow when she turns back to me. “Do you needa piss or something?” she asks, making me smirk despite the annoyance I’m feeling inside.

“Seriously?” I scoff.

“Well, why did you stop in the middle of nowhere?” she asks, frowning at me.

“Because you’re in a fucking mood and it’s pissing me off,” I answer honestly.

“Aww, what a shame,” she mutters, returning to her phone.

Right, that’s it.

I frown, trying to control my temper as I push my seat right back with a snap, lean over to unstrap hers swiftly and grab hold of her wrist.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” she yells as I refuse to answer her and pull her into my lap roughly, grabbing the back of her thighs and making her straddle me.

“Elijah! What are you doing?!” she growls, raising her hand as if ready to slap me, but I grab her wrist, twisting her arm behind her back, trying not to look at her tits.

“I’m still your Alpha,” I growl warningly, twisting my other hand through her hair.

“Don’t use that shit on me! And let go of me!” she growls back. My cobalt blue eyes burn into her fierce silver ones, but she doesn’t back down.

I still find it impressive that she can hold her ground against me, but even then I’m still stronger. Her struggling is useless, and she’s only rubbing against my dick.

“Elijah! I said let go of me!”

“I will after you tell me what the fuck your problem is,” I snap as she tries to get off my lap, but I refuse to let go, now placing both my hands on her thighs.

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