"So....care to explain why you came all this way to kidnap me like some low-life criminal?"
Samson sneered, shaking his head like he couldn't believe how idiotic I was being, which, of course, only made my temper burn brighter. "Don't be a child. I am bringing you back home where you belong, where your family and pack is."
I scoffed. "I haven't had a pack in a long time.”
Samson frowned. "I thought after the initial shock that you'd be happy. Isn't that what you begged me for all those years ago? To make you mine?"
The heat in my body spiked even higher, my skin practically burning from his proximity. "I was young and stupid."
"Can't argue there. It was stupid to disappear with my son. Beyond stupid. Do you know how long I looked for you, Kiera?"
"You...what?"
"After I found out you'd left, I tried to find you." His knuckles were white where his fingers dug into the steering wheel, his jaw ticking from the force of his teeth clenching. "You hid well. And I shouldn't have let you run. You should have been with me, you and the pup."
"He doesn't even know you. You just uprooted our entire lives on a whim."
"I'll admit that I may have made mistakes, but you ran, Kiera. I might not have taken you as my mate after one single night, but the pregnancy would have changed things."
An old sadness was creeping up my throat. "I didn't want to be just some Omega that you kept as a side piece because I had your son. And I sure as hell didn't want my son being used as part of your Alpha pack political bullshit."
Samson laughed cruelly, "I'm the Alpha, Kiera, and I will use my son however I see fit."
My response came like the crack of a whip, "Like hell you will."
The scent of his rage spiked the air, a hint of ozone in it. "You don't get to speak to me like that. Not if you don't want me to punish you right here, right now."
The memory of that night seven years ago flickered through my head like a ghost, a ghost that was as horrifying as it was arousing. He could hurt me in all the ways he wanted. My body craved him still, and I hated it.
"Punish me however you like, Samson, I don't care."
He inhaled deeply, and almost as if he could tell all the ways he was affecting me, some of his rage bled away into something more...intimate. The corner of his mouth pulled up, just slightly. "If I remember correctly, you like taking orders."
I quickly looked into the back seat, where Kit was still sleeping, before responding. "We both know that, however, I acted duringthe heat doesn't count—"
"But it does."
I huffed, fighting against the instinct that urged me to just agree with him, that insisted on his dominance over me.
I could tell my hesitation, however small, pleased him, because his lips quirked into a real smirk. "You still have some fight left in you, Kiera. That's good." His tone turned low. "I love it when my prey fights back."
I glared at him. "You're going to find that this prey will be much more trouble than you bargained for."
"You know what? I like the sound of that. You're already taking your first punishment so well, anyway."
I froze. "The kidnapping?"
He chuckled, and this time, he really was amused. "No, little Omega. That's just part of it. You committed the crime of running away from your pack and takingmyheir with you. To make sure it never happens again, I'm bringing you back to Saltfang, where you will marry me and serve me like the good Omega I know you can be."
I balked. "W-What? I'm not going to marry you, Samson! You can't force me to!"
"Actually, I can," he corrected, "The Alpha can claim his right to marry whomever he chooses. And you know why that is, don't you, Kiera?"
I had to bite back a sob, my body too hot, too overwhelmed by his presence. I could smell him all around me in the little car, feel his body heat, his dominance, the hint of arousal when he talked about the night of my heat.
"Because an Alpha has the power to claim a mate. Any Omega he chooses, no matter who they are. If he decides he wants them, he takes them. And you are no different, little Omega." He leaned in closer, his voice dropping down until it was little more than a deep rumble. "You are my mate now, and you always will be."
Chapter 4 - Samson