Alpha Loren novel Chapter 8

October 11th

Leo set me down on the bed before crouching down to my level with a stern expression.

"What?" I scoffed. "You remind me of my Dad used to do if I misbehaved," I added looking at his raised eyebrow. 

"Oh yeah?" he replied a dirty grin creeping onto his face. "And what punishment did your Daddy used to give you when you were naughty?"

I screwed my face up with a level of cringe that even my 7th-grade self couldn't have managed, "Oh my God please don't say that."

He grinned at my embarrassment before his face suddenly hardened again.

"What are you going to say now? 'I'm not angry, I'm just disappointed'?" I questioned.

"Oh I am fucking angry," he replied. "And all this bullshit ends now," he added.

I stared into his eyes for a few moments before he suddenly grabbed my face, "Now," he reiterated.

"Or what, Leonardo?" I asked, raising my eyebrow, "What are you going to do?"

The room filled with a deadly silence as I stared at him, examining his face. It was terrifying but if he was going to hurt me, he would have already.

"'Or what' did you say?" he asked in a dark tone as he stood up, towering over me.

I looked up at him, "You aren't going to hurt me."

Squeezing my cheeks with his hand he shoved my head back a little before sauntering over to the window.

He glanced out and sighed, "So 'or what'," he began, "Well, let's see. It's quite a walk from here to the border meaning that by my calculations, your brother will still be on my territory... with Luca. And Luca is only one call a way..." he articulated.

I got to my feet, "You wouldn't..."

He turned around to reveal an evil smile, "Oh I would," he said with a slight laugh, "Don't underestimate the lengths I will go to to get what I want, Sweetheart."

"You have a dark soul," I replied with as much spite as I could muster. 

He shrugged, "So what's it gonna be? Lose the attitude or lose your brother."

I stared at him for a few seconds just to be sure that he was 100% serious before closing my eyes, "Don't make me say it."

"So long as we both know, I don't care if you verbally admit it or not," he said. "But come here."

I dragged myself over to him.

"Not hard, is it?" he said putting his hands on either side of my face. "Submitting?"

I swallowed a lump of pride sitting in my throat and just let him look at me as I glanced out the window. But when his hand slipped down to my ass, I immediately stepped back.

"What?" he said with a laugh, "You think you can just stand there wearing my underwear without any kind of advance."

My cheeks flushed. I'd completely forgotten I'd been wearing his boxer shorts this entire time.

He then grabbed my hands and pulled me back into his chest, resting one hand on my lower back as he held my head firmly with the others.

His eyes were fixated on my lips and I couldn't help but feel my stomach leap and flutter. Our chests were pressed together, I could feel his warmth through his shirt and even his hand, as it crept slowly down to my ass was given me shivers.

I closed my eyes, trying to shake him from my mind but being in his grasp was too intense and when I felt him lean forward, his lips just millimetres from mine, my wolf howled in excitement.

His forehead rested on mine and there was a few more insanely tense moments before he finally pushed our lips together.

It was the most amazing sensation I'd ever felt. His lips were so warm and soft but his kiss so passionate and rough as he held my head tight in his hand, pushing close against his. There was no escape but for the first time I didn't mind. No amount of pride and moral conscience could resist the instinct to just kiss him back.

But as soon as he had pulled away for a brief second, reality kicked in. I looked into his icy eyes and my stomach churned.

Get a grip, Ella. Why would you let him do that? You just kissed a murderer.

Before he could encapsulate me in his kiss again and fog my judgement with bliss, I shoved his chest hard.

"Don't fucking kiss me," I hissed.

He hardly moved despite how I put my entire body weight into the shove and instead just grabbed me, spun me around and pushed me roughly against the wall, pressing his body against mine and kissing me again before I had time to stop him.

He held my head with one, stopping me from moving and the other was on my hip, gripping tight as he continued to kiss me.

The sparks and electricity were back in full swing and my lips, almost on instinct, moved in sync with his. 

For a second he pulled back, leaving me lurching forward after his lips, letting out a slight whimper.

He grinned before trailing kisses down my neck to the spot I would one day bare his ark.

"Stop," I whispered.

"You don't want me to stop," he replied.

As his lips finally reached the spot, my back arched and I grabbed his shoulders with my hands, looking for anything to squeeze for the intensity.

I couldn't hide the effect he had on me as I dragged my nails down his back. I was breathless as stars started to appear in front of my eyes and my vision went blurry as his kiss delved deeper and deeper. 

And then all of a sudden he pulled away leaving me panting and feeling quite faint.

"Never try to escape again, or I will lock you up until you can't remember your own name. Understand?" he growled.

Unable to speak, I just nodded. 

"Good girl," he said.

His eyes then fell back down to my bare neck before he seemed to have to drag them away, taking his hands off my body and stepping back.

He then turned and left me without another word to slide down the wall to the floor.

I hated his presence but at the same time, I couldn't help but crave for more. The way he could make me feel was pure heavenly bliss but also a moral war that had already taken my pride and dignity as casualties.

There was something about the way he kissed that spot on my neck that filled me with guilt too. It made me want to just give in to him and...submit? And I vowed to my father that I would never let a man control me. He taught me to have more respect for myself than this.