Page 95 of My Forbidden Alpha

“And what might that be?”

Alaric glances at me as he leads me up a flight of stairs. “A gift of a kind,” he says, before opening the door he’s stopped outside of.

Frowning, I look into the room, which is dimly lit. The curtains are drawn, but one can see it is a glamorously decorated room. My eyes fall to the large circular bed in the centre of the room.

Three women in risqué lingerie lay upon it, tangled together sensually, their hands running over each other’s bodies in a way that would drive anyone nuts.

Their eyes are fixed on me, the scent of their arousal mixed with expensive perfume and something else that makes my head spin, feeling as if a sudden fog is blanketing me. A scent that is enticing…

What the-

I’m shoved inside of the room and I stagger, turning towards the door. My vis…

The door slams shut behind me, the haze growing.

Is there something in the air?

“Welcome, Alpha,” one of them greets, her tone seductive. My eyes snap to the bed and I’m met with a pair of alluring eyes that stare deeply into my startled blue ones.

“Come join us,” the same woman murmurs, her tonguerunning slowly along her plump lips.

Enticing…

All three are beautiful, that is for sure, with their curvaceous bodies, and smooth skin, each a different shade that looks tempting as they rub their breasts against each other and kiss erotically.

I step back. No. I don’t want this.

For the first time in my life, I avert my gaze, feeling repulsed. Simply looking at them feels like a betrayal to Scarlett.

At the thought of my gorgeous creamy-skinned doll, the haze seems to clear a little and I know I need to get out of here immediately. I turn, pulling at the door, growling when I realise it is locked. I hiss when burning pain rushes through my hand, realising the entire thing is made from fucking silver.

“Open this fucking door!” I growl, knowing someone must be outside. I tense when my shirt is ripped from me and a pair of arms wrap around me from behind and run down my chest.

I turn, growling at the woman who dared to touch me. My vision sways slightly. The drug that has obviously been burning in the room is getting to me. “Don’t fucking touch me!” I growl.

The woman smiles, running her hands down my abs, getting lower as they run along the band of my pants, but she ignores me. She crouches sexily in front of me and begins working on the zipper of my pants.

Her face blurs, and for a moment she looks like Scarlett. I throb when I shake my head and push her away. I know it is the effect of the drugs that is making me lose it. I need to get out of here fast before I do something I will regret.

Elijah, what did he want?Scarlett’s voice pops into my head. I try to reply, but I can’t seem to control my sense of mind.

I close my eyes as I punch the door, only making a dent, but the door itself doesn’t budge at all, my own hand sizzling from the burns as it comes into contact with the silver.

“Alpha… join us.” I glare at the woman who has spoken, letting my Alpha aura roll off me, satisfied when she pales a little.

Elijah?Scarlett’s voice came through the mind-link again, worry clear in her gorgeous voice. I try to reply, but my mind feels too hazy. My wolf is restless, too. I can feel his emotion. Now more than ever, he feels like a second presence in my head, well it is. I stagger to the window, pulling the curtain back, cursing when I realise it is covered in silver bars.

Looking around, I scan the room, my eyes focusing on the wall near the door. About to walk to it, the three women come towards me, blocking my path.

What the fuck is this?

They drag me to the bed, they’re fucking stronger than they look and I wonder why whatever is in the air isn’t affecting them the way it’s affecting me? Do they have some kind of antidote that grants them immunity?

My back hits the bed and one of them climbs on top of me, straddling my stomach as she runs her hands down my chest. I can feel one of the others working on my pants.

“Get the fuck off!” I snarl. I still have enough energy to push the woman off me, snarling at the one that has slid my zipper down. But I’m slammed back onto the bed by the woman I just pushed and feel a sharp sting in my arm and turn to see the third has just injected me with something.

Heat rushes through me and I feel fucking sick when I feel my dick harden.

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