Page 30 of Alpha's Revenge Luna
His icy cold eyes piercing into mine while his hand onmy shoulder slides down to cup my breast through his shirt.His thumb brushes over my nipple, forcing it to harden when he pinches it between his thumb and forefinger.“Would you like to revisit my little room?”
I gasp while he smirks, knowing full well the effect his words have on me.
My mind darts to his depraved room filled with sexual torture devices, and I shake my head vehemently.“No, please, I wasn’t—” my words cut off as he leans closer.
“Need I remind you as to whom you belong to, little wolf?”
He twists my nipple, and I cry out in pain, my hand instantly clutching his wrist, wanting him to stop.“I love the sounds you make, whether it’s your moans or your screams, do well to remember that,” he snarls the last part, but thankfully lets go.
“Now, where were you going?”he asks, watching me.I look at the floor, unable to handle his impenetrable gaze.
“Nowhere,” I murmur.
“Good,” he says, stepping back and releasing me.“Today, you’ll start training with Tara and the other pack members.”
As he saunters away, I’m left standing by the door, my body trembling and my mind reeling.Dion wanders back out of his walk-in closet.
“Get dressed!”he growls, tossing some clothes on the bed and pointing at them.I hesitantly move toward them, wondering why he has women’s clothes in his room.Maybe he is a cross dresser?I chuckle at my thoughts as I pick up the track pants and tank top.“Something funny?”he asks, and I realize I giggled out loud.I freeze, glancing over at him, then shake my head, and he moves toward the bathroom.
“I need a shower to wake up.Try to leave this room and what I did last night will be the last thing you fear,” he tells me.I stare at his back as he wanders into the bathroom, leaving the door open.
Stay strong, Emery.
I swallow hard.“You’ve made it this far, and you can’t let him win,” I tell myself.Pulling off his shirt, I get dressed before sitting on the edge of the bed and waiting like the obedient pet he seems to want me to be.
After a few minutes, I give up and fall onto my back, staring at the ceiling.My mind wanders to my grandmother and little brother, wondering what they are doing right now.I bet Grandma is making her famous chocolate chip pancakes for him.No doubt she would have something baking by now.She was always an early riser.
Zoning out, I don’t hear the shower shut off until his shadow falls over me as he blocks the sliver of light breaking through the heavy drapes.
“It appears you can follow orders?”he mocks, and I jerk upright.My eyes instantly take in his wet body, covered only by the towel that is low on his hips.My eyes roam over his muscular form, the skin taut over the ridges of muscle.I’m so consumed with lust I don’t notice he’s stepped closer until I am forced to peer up when he speaks.
“See something you like, little wolf?”he purrs, his eyes flickering, turning a deeper shade of crimson.I can just see the points of his fangs poking out, a little longer than his canines.I swallow, averting my gaze, which only makes him laugh.
“Appears your wolf is getting closer and closer to the surface,” he purrs, gripping my chin.He forces me to meet his gaze and smiles deviously.
“I can’t wait to meet her, too,” he snickers before pushing my face away and wandering off to get dressed.
Chapter 8
The sun casts long shadows across the dining hall as Itry to push away my growing curiosity about Dion.Every time his face flashes in my mind, I remind myself of the cruel and unforgivable actions he has taken against my pack and me.
There are times when he can almost come across sweet.His rapid mood changes are giving me whiplash.Then, there is the entire thing of him being my mate.I honestly don’t understand how he can claim that when I’m not of age yet.But even I must admit there is a certain allure about him.
All that aside, how does he expect me to be with him after what he did?He killed my pack, made my brother and me orphans, and kidnapped me.Does that not sound like the start of a tragic mate bond?What does he expect of me after doing such a thing?
My fists clench at the thought of how they suffered because of him.My mind is so consumed by my tumultuous thoughts, I barely hear a thing Tara tells me as she leads me to the training grounds.
My thoughts are focused on finding a way back to my brother, but another pressing matter plays on my mind—I needto get back to my room to take the belladonna.I wonder briefly if I am meant to sleep in his room now.I hope not because how am I going to escape him if I am forced to sleep next to the man?
Tonight, I should shift into my wolf form for the first time, and the constant threat of Dion marking and mating me when it happens sends shivers down my spine.
Three days I’ve been here, and now the day has arrived, I find dread pooling in my stomach as I pray the Belladonna has worked.The fear of losing control over my body to him is suffocating, and I’m determined not to let that happen.The only way I can continue to resist him is as long as I don’t bear his mark.
Stopping near the huge communal bathrooms, I stop.“I need to use the bathroom,” I tell Tara, who nods, but as I move to open the door, the guards who were with Tara this morning push past me and enter.I give her a questioning look.
“Get used to it, Dion ordered them to follow,” Tara warns me as the door opens and the guard nods.
“Exactly what were you looking for in there?Rogues?”I ask with a laugh.The biggest of the guards huffs, seemingly amused.
