Scarred Alphas by Norisha May novel Chapter 51

Chapter 51 

Before Colt can get too far 

away, I grab his arm and pull 

him inside. Without 

warning, I crash my l*ps onto 

his. 

“May I remind you, Sir, that you are the one who was 

insistent on doing this how my father wants us to do it.” 

“I know. But…it is harder 

than I thought it was going 

to be.” 

“I know.” I hug him. 

“When I see him…thinking 

that he can have you…it 

pisses me off.” 

I rub his back and he starts to 

relax. “My love…can you do this? Because I don’t want 

you to suffer. I don’t want to 

cause you pain.” 

There is a pause and then I hear a long sigh. “Yes…I can 

do it.” 

I chuckle. “Can you do it without trying to rip Alpha Oliver apart?” 

He sighs again. “Yes.” 

I pull away and look into his eyes. “Okay. But if it is ever 

too much for you, then f**k 

1. it. We stop it. You might not 

be able to mark me but we 

can out ourselves.” 

He smiles then leans in and kisses my head. “I love you.” 

He looks relieved now. 

“Colt…I love you more than anyone in this world. You were the light in my 

darkness. Made me feel hope 

again. So please, know that 

there will never be anyone 

else for me. You are the only 

one I want.” 

He heavily exhales. “I guess I 

can go now.” 

“Hmh?” I am confused. 

“I can sleep good now thinking of the words you just said to me.” 

I grin but before I can say it, 

he beats me to it. 

“Not cheezzy!” 

I laugh. 

He gives me a quick kiss and 

walks towards the door. 

“Sleep well!“I tell him. 

“Oh…I won’t. Not without 

you.” 

 

I smile as I watch him leave. 

I am sure That I also won’t 

be able to sleep without him. 

It is a bit earlier than usual 

but without Colt, I am so bored so I decide to go to sleep. Especially since I haven’t been sleeping well lately. 

“You must still want me if 

you keep coming to see me.” 

“Huh?” I am confused by 

these words. 

Ezra smiles down at me. I 

am back in the white room 

but this time, this time I can’t 

move. I lie on the sofa 

looking at Ezra’s stupid face 

staring down at me with his stupid smile. 

“My brother must not be satisfying you properly.” As 

he says this, he takes my hand and moves it to his l*ps. 

I can feel the warmth of his 

breath and I am taken aback 

again at how real this all 

feels. 

“Hmh…maybe…I’ll take you 

back if you beg me.” 

“Why do I keep dreaming of you?” I ask. Talking and moving my l*ps is all I seem 

to be able to do. 

“So you do want me.” 

“No. I will never want you.” 

I close my eyes realising that my obsessive hatred for him 

is what is making me dream 

of him so much. It has to be 

that. what else could it be? 

Suddenly I feel the warmth 

of his hand on my neck but 

before I can react, I am 

startled awake by knocks on my door. 

Light comes through the 

window. It is already 

morning. 

I f**king hate these dreams. No, nightmares, they are nightmares. 

Another abrupt knock makes me get to my feet and rush to the door. When I open it, Alpha Oliver stands there next to Serge who guards my 

door. 

“Good morning my lady.” He says in his British enticing accent. “Would you do me the honors of having 

breakfast with me?” 

I am caught by surprise so for a few seconds I just stare 

at him. 

‘…S–sure…‘ 

“Marvelous.” He looks at my 

clothes and smiles. “I’ll wait.” 

I slowly nod and close the 

door. 

Usually, I wake up happy and feeling relaxed but not today. And I know why. When I 

wake up every morning, the first things I am greeted with are Colt’s eyes and his smile, his deep morning voice saying “good morning” to me, and his morning kiss. 

But not today and I 

feel…lost. 

When I finally snap out of 

my stupor, I quickly get ready and head out even 

though the only urge I have 

is to see Colt. 

Oliver leads me downstairs 

outside where there is a 

small table in a small garden area. There is food already waiting for us. 

He pulls a chair for me and 

after I sit, he sits in front of 

1. me. 

“What a beautiful day it is.” He says with a smile. 

I slowly nod. “Yeah.” 

I know I sound very 

awkward and that is not 

good. I force myself to be 

more social. 

“So…why did you come here 

to settle?” I ask him. 

He starts speaking about his family but I can tell that he is being just a bit vague about 

1. it. The whole conversation 

ends up being about when he a already arrived here. 

For some reason, he steers away from anything to do with his past and family which I find very suspicious. 

I am relieved when it ends 

and I start my day with 

training. Warrick wants me to keep my daily routine and for the next three days, I do. 

But Victor has really cranked up my training. He beats the hell out of me though that 

doesn’t bother me as much 

since I am able to take 

beatings pretty well, keeping up with him has been a 

challenge however, his 

methods work. Slowly I have 

been able to fight back and 

keep a good pace. I also am getting less fatigued which comes to another type of 

training he incorporated, 

running. He makes me run 

laps now. At first, I hated it but now I understand why 

he does it. Endurance. It is a 

bit easier to keep up with 

him now. 

As for Colt, I have seen him secretly many times and he is doing much better in keeping his jealousy under wraps. Mostly because I 

show him how much I want 

him whenever we secretly 

meet. 

I now run past the river 

where I can see the house in 

the distance and Victor 

waiting for me but suddenly I spot something strange. At 

the side of the house where 

the small garden stands, I see Colt with Skye. This makes me slow down to a sprint. 

“What…the hell?” 

He had told me that she had 

apologized to him but he didn’t tell me that he was 

talking to her again. 

Catching my breath, I stop. 

She says something to him and he smiles. My blood suddenly boils. 

By no means do they look 

like they are flirting, in fact, Colt is a few feet away from 

her with his arms crossed 

and his body language tells 

me he is a little 

uncomfortable but still, his smile seemed genuine. 

Without giving it a second 

thought, I stomp all the way 

to them. 

“What is so funny?” I ask 

with a fake smile. 

They both look at me 

startled. 

“Oh…nothing,” Skye says. 

“Hmh…then why are you 

talking to him?” I am blunt 

and I don’t hide anything. 

Colt takes a step back and 

stands next to me which 

makes me want to smile but 

at the moment, I don’t. 

Good mate… 

He stays quiet and lets me assert my claim over him, 

meaning that I am letting 

her know that he is mine–a 

behavior typical in us. 

“Why can’t I talk to him? We 

are not doing anything 

wrong. Are you that 

insecure?” She asks. 

“Do you really want to go there?” I take a step towards 

her. 

“I have no wish to fight you.” She says. “There is no reason 

for that. But also, whether you like it or not, he and I share a lot of history together, and though I know 

where I stand in all of this 

and I know what I did, I 

speak with him out of the friendship that we once shared…” She slowly shakes her head. “…things can’t be 

forgotten that easily.” 

I don’t know what her game 

is and although she doesn’t seem agitated, she does seem 

defiant…and I don’t like it. 

“Well, I can always make you,” I say looking straight into her eyes. “I can make you forget it all…hell, I can make you do whatever I 

want.” 

Her mouth opens but she 

quickly closes it. She stares at me now with fear. She looks 

at Colt and then back at me 

before she turns and walks 

away. 

I feel pure satisfaction and I 

can’t hide it. 

I look at Colt to find him 

staring at me. His expression is completely unreadable 

and it is almost scary.