Page 180 of Her Destined Alpha
“You’re only eighteen, Ri… you haven’t found your mate. This isn’t what you want,” I said quietly.
It was fucking taking my all to fight the urges that were consuming me. Who would have thought someone like me would be doing my fucking all to refuse what I truly wanted? But she was more than that. She wasn’t someone I wanted to hurt or simply use.
“I don’t care… I don’t want them,” she whispered. Our noses brushed, and I closed my eyes. This was fucking hard…
“You might... I don’t want to make things harder for you, Princess.”
“Why don’t you let me make my decisions for myself?” she asked.
“Because… I don’t want to influence you into making a bad fucking decision. You deserve way fucking better.” Her eyes were filled with hurt, but she was strong. Despite the emotions that stormed through her, she held herself together.
“You have no right to tell me what I deserve or what is best for me,” she whispered, slowly moving back. Her pussy pressed against my dick, and I clenched my jaw to keep from groaning out at how fucking good it felt. “Tell me one thing, Chris… do you love me?”
I tensed. I knew the answer, but… I didn’t want to hold her back. I looked away, my chest tightening at the fact that I couldn’t even tell her. Her hand reached for my face, and she smiled softly, turning me to face her.
“I’m pretty good at sensing a person’s emotions, Chris. But if you think the mating ball will make me change my mind… then fine. Let’s wait until then,” she said, leaning forward. She kissed me, and fuck, I kissed her back.
My hand tangled in her hair, and the fear that she was probably going to be taken away from me fuelled that kiss. It was hungry, rough, confused, and fucking perfect. Our emotions were creating a storm, and I didn’t see a way out or a future for us. She was an Alpha female, a fucking hybrid, a queen. I didn’t fucking deserve her; her mate should be a fucking Alpha…
No. You are the one I want.Her soft voice came through the link as she broke away from me. She understood me without me even fucking speaking.
“It’s getting late… I’m going to head back to the cavern,” she whispered, slowly sliding back, making mehiss as she slid off my fucking cock. A small smirk crossed her lips as she looked down at me. “Well… it’s better than I imagined… I guess that can make up for the fact that it’s been a little slut.” I smirked, leaning back on my elbows.
“Oh yeah? Well, I assure you, it aims to please.” Our eyes met, and we became serious once again.
“One Blood Moon… and if after this, I still want you…”
“Then who am I to deny the Princess what she wants?” I replied softly.
Our eyes met, and she smiled softly. Our silent agreement was made. If she still wanted me after the mating ball, then I would not only fucking tell her how I felt, I’d fucking make her feel it. But until then…
I watched her walk away, not even caring that I was staring at her; the sway of her hips and that ass… fuck, she was heaven.
Entering with a Bang
Delsanra
Two weeks had passed since that day. I had asked Raihana how the night had gone, but she simply said, ‘Time will tell.’ I could sense her pain, but at the same time, there was a determination in her.
We had been planning the break-in of the Coven, and it was finally time. Rayhan had set the plan, and the King had demanded in, despite the fact that Kiara had given birth the same night as our barbecue to two gorgeous little baby girls. She had gone ten days over her predicted due date, much to the surprise of many, making the twins’ pregnancy almost as long as a usual werewolf pregnancy.
Rayhan didn’t argue when the King had said he didn’t have a say, and I knew it was because of Raihana and me that he had agreed, although he mocked the King for running away from father duties.
They had named the elder girl Skyla Silara Rossi. From the pictures the King had shown us with great pride that he tried to hide, I could see she had gorgeous black hair and green eyes. The younger twin was named Kataleya Tamia Rossi. She had soft brown hair and dark eyes. Both were absolutely gorgeous, and I could tell the Rossi gene was indeed strong.
Alongside the King, Chris and Lola were also joining us. Another ten men from Rayhan’s pack had arrived too, and the King had brought ten as well, but they were more for backup and lookout purposes.
The plan was set, and we were ready to do this. I could feel my abilities festering within me, ready to unleash hell upon all those that hurt me. We weren’t going to march up to the Coven’s doors and ask for permission to enter; we were going to do a teleportation spell – one that would transport us into the main hall of the Coven’s castle. I had picked the date and time, knowing when they would all be in the vicinity.
“So, the plan is to get in, seal off anyone’s escape routes, and announce the truth, right?” Raihana said, adjusting her black pants.
“Pretty much,” Chris said to her. Like the rest of us, we were all dressed in comfortable clothing and shoes.
“Everyone knows the plan… we stick to it. The main thing is to allow Magdalene and Edward to hear the truth. Reginald might be the High Elder, but Magdalene is ultimately the strongest,” I said. The rest nodded.
“Ready, Kitten?” Rayhan asked me. He looked so fucking sexy in all black jeans, t-shirt, boots, and a leather jacket. His long curly hair framed his face, and those stormy grey eyes of his stared into mine.
“Ready.”
