Page 29 of Fight between Alphas

Tate growls low and I watch as his wolf takes over his entire body trembling and Drake lets go moving out of the way before I find myself pinned against the wall by Tate’s wolf, my hands trapped above my head held in one of his, his face in the crook of my neck before I feel his tongue run up the side of my neck to my jaw. Before he kisses me, his kiss is demanding as he plunges his tongue into my mouth tasting every inch of it. His tongue fighting mine for dominance as he ravaged my mouth. Tate’s body pressed tightly against mine while his hand grips my thigh pulling it up to his hip as he grinds his hips against my core making a breathy moan leave my lips.

My gums tingling as I taste his tongue on mine, he bites down on my lip hard, drawing blood, my mouth filling with the metallic taste of my own blood. My gums tingling and I growl as my fangs protrude. Tate pulls back staring at my face as the room takes on a red tinge, my bloodlust taking over. Drake steps forward my eyes darting to him as he watches me fight for control over my own urges.

“Tate” I warn him when he doesn’t step back, my claws slipping from my fingertips and cutting into his hand that was holding my wrists in place. He lets them go, which was worse because I could now grab him. My control slipping as they become my prey yet neither of them move, instead Tate steps closer turning his head slightly offering me his neck. My eyes on Drake behind him who was watching with eager eyes. The sight of his neck and what it offered becoming to much as the burn in my throat was moving throughout me and I sink my fangs into his tender flesh, his blood filling my mouth and I growl, almost a purr as it extinguishes the flames burning in my throat. My eyes fluttering closed, and I hear Tate groan, pressing himself closer to me as my tongue moves over his skin, lapping at his neck.

My fangs retract as I force myself to stop, pulling back before running my tongue over it sealing it when it hits me. I just marked him, his emotions smashing into me and if it weren’t for the wall pressed against my back, I would have been knocked over. Tate grabs my face holding it between his hands, before kissing me and I kiss him back with the same amount of desire that was flooding me from him.

His eyes back to their normal colour when he pulls away before stepping back a smile on his lips, my eyes darting to his neck where I marked him. Yet I felt through the bond he felt quite happy and content about it and I was glad that he couldn’t feel mine, because the thought horrified me, knowing he was tied to me, that I could literally destroy him if I walked away from them. I didn’t like having that sort of power over someone, that sort of influence over someone that could potentially alter any decisions I might make. I knew mates were forever but that just sealed his fate to me, tied him to me even though I was yet to bear his mark.

“Lana?” Tate says and I could feel his uncertainty hit me.

“You shouldn’t have let me do that” I whisper before I could stop myself. His brows furrow before he looks up at me and I could see the hurt behind his eyes.

“Tate, I didn’t mean it like that-” I try to tell him, but he turns on his heel and walks out on me. Drake watches me for a second.

“Are you having doubts about the mate bond, about us?” He asks. I shake my head. I had no doubt they were my mates, but I wasn’t unrealistic, relationships break down all the time, rarely for werewolves but still it has happened, and they were a fair bit older than me, what if they get bored of me? Or no longer want me, I have just tied him to me for life.

“No, it’s not that I just… it's too soon” I grasping at air trying to explain, but no matter what I say it was going to sound like I was rejecting them when I wasn’t, I have no intention of leaving them, but that doesn’t mean they won’t leave me. What if they later decide I am not what they expected, what they want.

“Two years Lana, you don’t get to change your mind. Not now, not anymore” Drake says angrily.

“I’m not… I-”

Drake grabs his clothes before walking out on me leaving me alone and not giving me a chance to explain.

Chapter18

Lana’s POV

I sat in the room, they didn’t even give me a chance to explain, both just shut down and left. I thought they would come back but once I finished reading my book and they hadn’t returned or sang out to me, I decided I would walk downstairs, the house was empty. Completely empty and so quiet. Walking into the kitchen I find a note stuck to the fridge with a magnet.

Gone to find Tate be back soon

How far did he go that it is taking hours to find him? Deciding to make dinner I start digging through the cupboards and fridge and finding everything stocked. I still had a couple of hours before dinner so I decided to cook a roast. Prepping everything and placing it in the oven. I tried to find something else to do, I ended up cleaning up and doing a few loads of washing and vacuuming but other than that everything was clean. Homesickness started to kick in, the place was so quiet, and I knew no one here except Elias but didn’t even have a way of contacting him.

When dinner was done, they still hadn’t returned home, not a word and I was starting to worry. I was also getting hungry so ended up dishing dinner out and wrapping theirs in foil cleaning as I went trying to delay eating so I could join them. But when it hit 9PM and they still hadn’t returned, I gave up and sat at the dining table in silence. I missed the noise and chatter of back home, missed my annoying brothers flinging food at me when mum wasn’t watching but most of all, I missed Arial.

I glance at my phone and see no bars of reception. I just wanted to hear her voice, hear anything other than this deafening silence. I couldn’t even finish, not really hungry anymore. My appetite was gone and replaced with sadness, a loss of my old life when everything was simpler.

Getting up, I decide to take a walk around the town. The sleepy town was also quiet, I could make out the flicker of TV’s through some windows. The town was beautiful, but the old design buildings were a bit eery of a night. Getting to the end of the street, which was a dead end that led to the forest surrounding the town. I turn around to head home, I wasn’t about to walk into a forest, especially one I am not familiar with, with wolves I am not familiar with. Just as I turn around the rustling of some bushes catches my attention. My heart skipping a beat as I turn around only to see Tate step out in a pair of shorts hung low on his hips.

“What are you doing outside?” He asks, his words emotionless and cold sending a shiver up my spine. Feeling through my link to him. I feel nothing through the bond, no attachment at all, like he just dismissed me, my heart clenches at the feeling through the bond.

“I was just going for a walk”

“Were you trying to leave?” He asks, his eyes darkening dangerously. I shake my head and take a step toward him, but he steps back.

“Go home Lana,”

“Tate, just let me explain, I didn’t mean”-

“I said go home, we will not have this discussion in public” He snaps at me.

“No one is here Tate” I tell him looking around. When I look back at him though he was already gone, just disappeared. I swallow the lump in my throat, the cool breeze making the already cold feeling inside me colder as I turn around and head home.

Tate POV

I watch from the shadows of the forest making sure she went home, my wolf Archer urging me to follow her, he wants to mark her, so she won’t want to leave, wants to finish the mating process. He was angry with her which only just fuelled my anger.

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