The Alpha novel Chapter 17

---Derek’s POV---

Fuck…

I marked her. The one thing I said ‘no’ to. The little temptress.

I was still kissing her neck when she fell asleep, I hesitantly pulled back and stared at her.

Her mouth was slightly parted, lips swollen from our actions, her eyes, peacefully closed, her eyelashes resting in her cheeks.

I sighed as I rolled over on the bed, pinching the bridge on my nose, closing my eyes.

( ‘I want her.’ )

...I don’t care what you want. She’s too weak, fucking fell asleep after marking…

( ‘I want her!’ )

I rolled my eyes and pushed him to the back of my head. My pants felt tight- oh, right… Little grind monster, she is, got me all hot and bothered- when I specifically told her to not tempt me. Look what she did.

I put a blanket over her, and I pulled myself off the bed, leaving her and walking to my room.

Fuck… Now I have a marked, damaged flower. It bothered me slightly that it was mainly the heat talking in her, and I still marked her. If she wasn’t going through heat, that would’ve never happened, I know that for a fact. She’s too traumatized from that fucktard Chris.

Even in my office when we’ve kissed, she would pause before kissing back. And at first, she’d let her hands just hang at her sides. Inexperienced.

I got to my room, grabbing my phone, calling whatever girl was first, telling her to come over. I wasn’t going to go to bed with this boner. The woman came over quickly and got to work. My mind stayed on a brown-haired girl that barred my mark in the other room.

A small flick of anger ignited in my chest at the reminder that marked her. I took the girl on top, flipping us over and diving into her, the room filled with her moans.

( ‘You disgust me. Violet would be so much better.’ )

I pushed it back, I didn’t need to deal with this.

Discomfort bubbled in my gut, and I knew it was a side effect of the bond. No doubt in my mind Violet would wake up from the pain, she’d probably cut herself- luckily I swept the room of potential hazards.

( ‘The fact that you know how she’d react, and you continue to fuck another… distasteful, you don’t deserve her!’ )

...Fuck off...

We were done and I dismissed her, rolling my eyes at the puppy eyes she was giving me. They don’t spend the night- disgusting. I took a shower, getting rid of the girl’s smell.

I wasn’t satisfied at all. Those girls weren't my Flower. They were Violet. Just the thought of her sent pleasure through my body- bringing back the boner that the girl couldn’t get rid of.

Only Violet could and I wasn’t going to barge into her room and fuck her or anything- I would never without her permission.

I fixed my boner with the image of my Flower in my mind- my hand following. I got out of the shower after and went into bed.

Just as I was about to drift off into a slumber, my senses relaxed, my ears picked up. It was faint and made my chest unwillingly ache, her cries muffled by the walls, but still able to be picked up.

I sighed and twisted and turned, trying to rid my ears so the sound. I knew she’d wake up, I knew she’d cry. She’s a crybaby.

My wolf growled, and I growled right back.

Lust never hurt anyone, I don’t know why Violet and my wolf were being such bitches about it. Grow up. It’s not like I told her we were together or anything- excluding the mate bond, altogether.

I should’ve just jacked off in the first place- that girl didn’t even help, wasted a condom for nothing.

My chest and gut were drenched in discomfort. Her cries didn’t stop, and I had half the mind to barge in her room and tape her mouth shut. It was about three in the morning when the cries stopped and I was finally able to go to sleep.

I walked into the kitchen, pissed off, I was up till three and I wasn’t in the mood for anyone’s bullshit. I called my Beta and Gamma over to discuss that reject, fuckface Chris. I opened my fridge, grabbing a drink before going to eat breakfast in the other kitchen. I figured I had time to eat before Mallory and Garret came over. Just as I closed the fridge and turned around, small steps came padding into the kitchen.

Her eyes widened in fear, hurt, and something else before dropping her eyes and turning to leave. I wasn’t in the mood for this.

“Violet.” I growled and she stopped, “come here.”

She cautiously turned around and slowly, fearfully walked towards me. I hated her fear. Especially since it was directed towards me.

She stopped in front of me, her eyes on her sock covered feet. It’s so cute, she’s always wearing socks whenever I see her in the house.

My eyes subconsciously went to her mark only to see she covered it with not only her shirt but also her hair. I reached out and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at me.

“Stop crying so loud, I was up all night because you can’t keep quiet.” I scolded.

Her eyes watered slightly and I huffed at her. She widened those beauties and opened her mouth, stuttering out an apology.

“I-I’m s-sorry…” I narrowed my eyes at her, expecting her to say my appellation, but she didn’t.

Let’s be mean…

No. I don’t want to hurt her- I can’t stand those eyes when they’re sad. I hated to see her cry and she was just about to

Yet- my mouth spoke.

“Learn to fucking speak. Stop stuttering all the goddamn time,” I growled at her, hitting an insecurity on purpose. Her eyes flashed, the same emotion when I tsk-ed her name. She closed her mouth and nodded at me.

I let go of her and she turned and practically scurried out of the kitchen and away from me.

( 'Jackass' )

...Thank you...

No, go apologize.

I sighed out and called for her. I heard her walk back down two stairs and her small patters as she came back.

“Violet,” I said softly. She sniffled. I bit my lip to stop from frowning- everything inside me hurt knowing that she was sad- I kept it all back so she wouldn’t feel it through the bond. “I’m sorry, honey, come here.”

She swallowed but didn’t move, so I took a step closer to her, lightly grabbing her chin and bringing her face up to mine. She wasn’t making eye contact with me, tears streaming from her eyes.

I brushed my thumb across her cheek, wiping away her tears. I saw her frown but she didn’t say anything. Like the dick I am- I was going to take advantage of that.

I dropped my hands down to her shoulders- pulling her against my chest, hugging her, comforting her. Anything to make her feel better.

Her heart was beating incredibly fast and I felt her breathing pick up- after a few seconds of me focusing on our bond, she calmed down enough. I didn’t want to pull back but I did.

I dismissed her and she went upstairs, we didn’t say anything else.

I ate breakfast, having cooks send food up to Violet, and then answered the door when Mallory and Garret arrived, the doorbell chiming through-out my house. We went up into my office to discuss the situation.

“So, how’s Violet coping with everything?” Mallory asked as he sat in one of my chairs, Garret sitting in the other.

I shrugged. I haven’t talked to her about it, that’s what the therapist is for.

Garret and Mallory gave me a look to which I scoffed at them, they shouldn’t be critiquing my life.

“You know, I have yet to meet this floret we are talking about,” I glared at the nickname he gave her, “tell me, Derek, will I ever get the pleasure of meeting her?”