My Fated Alpha's Cruel Game (Elena and Marcus) novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Chapter 21 Forbidden Thoughts

Elena’s POV

The weight of Marcus’s body pressed against mine as I locked my legs around his waist, surrendering to the heat that sparked between us. His lips traced a burning path along my jawline before trailing down my neck, drawing soft sounds from my throat that I couldn’t suppress.

"Marcus!" The shrill voice cut through our moment like a blade, making us both freeze.

"Damn it. That’s Viviana." Marcus muttered, pulling himself upright on the couch.

"Kind of hard to miss that tone." I replied, trying to steady my racing heart. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"I’m sorry about this." He stood up, running his hands through his disheveled hair as he scanned the room.

"If you even think about suggesting I climb out that window, I’ll make sure you can’t have children." The threat rolled off my tongue easily, and I caught what might have been a smile flickering across his face.

"I’ll lead her to the office. You can slip out through the front entrance." He said.

So I stayed hidden in the library, surrounded by dusty books and the lingering scent of our interrupted moment, until his voice echoed in my mind through our link, telling me the coast was clear. I grabbed the history book I’d been studying and made my exit from the packhouse.

Walking back to the trailer, I felt Tara’s anguish rolling through me in waves. She was practically howling inside my head, desperate to return and tear Viviana apart with her claws.

I had to focus all my energy on keeping her contained and calm.

Her emotional turmoil was giving me a splitting headache.

"Doesn’t this make you angry?" Tara whined in my thoughts.

"Should it?" I shot back.

"Of course it should. Our mate just had us hiding like some dirty secret because his girlfriend appeared." Tara’s voice dripped with indignation.

"Please stop making this more complicated than it needs to be."

"Why aren’t you upset?" She pressed.

"Don’t tell me how I should react. I stopped caring about things like this years ago. You know that." I said firmly.

"Right. I forgot. You’re emotionally dead inside." She said with bitter sarcasm.

"Exactly." I muttered, pushing through the trailer door and letting it slam behind me.

There was just something about their mysterious nature that intrigued me.

Not that I could ever admit such thoughts to anyone around here.

They already considered me strange and damaged. This revelation would only confirm their worst opinions about me.

Marcus would probably be obligated to have me executed for even thinking it.

The book revealed just how extensive our pack’s documented history was. The records began in the early fifteen hundreds, when the first Alpha decided to chronicle every significant event within the pack. Every noteworthy occurrence was carefully recorded.

A movement outside caught my attention. Through the window, I could see Jett standing in his usual spot, enduring the falling snow and bitter cold. I pushed the window open.

"How much longer are you supposed to keep watching me?" I called out.

"Until the Alpha orders me to stop." He replied, his breath forming white clouds in the frigid air.

"Get in here." I said, closing the window before he could argue.

He appeared at my front door moments later, and I waved him inside. I immediately started preparing coffee to help warm him up, knowing he’d been standing out there for hours in the freezing weather.