The alpha Desire
Chapter 3
Yna's cries could be heard as the men dragged her away, their grips bruising and unyielding.
"Let me go," she kicked and screamed, her eyes filled with fear and terror but her cries went unanswered.
The men moved swiftly, her shoes scuffing the floor as she struggled. They came to a door at the end of the corridor. Yna's eyes welled with tears as the door opened, presenting before her a neatly and well arranged room.
Without hesitation, the men shove her inside, causing her to stumble and fall on her knees. She heard the door slammed shut behind her, and the lock clicked with a chilling finality.
She rushed to the door, pounding on it with her fists.
"Please let me go," she sobbed but it was too late as the men had left already. Yna could only wonder what will happen to her when the Alpha finally comes in.
After a couple of minutes, the door clicked open. Yna moved backwards, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew immediately that it was him.
He wasn’t even looking at her, as though she was not important enough to command his attention as soon as he stepped into the room. He unbuttoned his shirt first, and Yna sucked in an audible breath as her eyes travelled over the expanse of his chest.
"Are you ready to talk now?" Marcus asked, pouring himself a glass of whiskey from the wine bar which was at the other end of the room.
"It's Yna. Ynamora," she managed to reply, hoping it would soothe his anger and let her go.
"Who sent you to spy on me and my pack?" He sipped from the glass, turning to face her now.
"I wasn't...."
Before Yna could understand what was going on, Marcus gripped her neck, causing her to gasp. His movement was so swift, like a bolt of lightning.
“Please . . . . Please I beg of you," Yna managed to say, as Marcus's grip seemed to choke the life out of her.
He put her down staring into her eyes. He had never had any difficulty in reading humans but there was something about Yna that he couldn't quite put his finger on.
He moved his finger down her jaw caressing her face. The corner of his lips twisted in a wry smile. He pulled back a bit from her and laughed. His laughter was harsh, without mirth, and something about it increased Yna's fear, she trembled slightly.
Then as if sensing her vulnerability, his expression seemed more gentle. His fingers continued to skim over her face, seeking and slowly stroking nerve points, his eyes watched her tremble at his every touch. His fingers were so experienced, knowing where, how much to caress.
Yna blushed hotly as she could feel her body yearn for him. She couldn't understand herself anymore. Even if the Alpha had not been nice to her, she found herself yearning for him to mount on her right there, and make her his. Her innocent green eyes became enormous; her throat tightened. His little finger gathered a tear that had slipped down her eyes to rest at the top of her lips.
Gathering the sparkling drop, he smeared it slowly over the curve of her lips and blew it gently dry. One hand came lightly to rest on her neck; the other supported her cheek as he pressed his lips to hers in a kiss so gentle, it brought more tears to her eyes.
“What are you begging me for Dear Yna? You should consider yourself lucky that I'm still being lenient with you. I don't normally do this." Marcus said, his lips gaining full control over hers.
He pulled back, caressing her lips softly,"For the last time, Yna, who sent you to spy on me and my pack?"
Yna's mouth suddenly went dry, so that she could no longer speak. She was sure he could hear the uneven beating of her heart as it pounded away. “I . . . I” she stammered, not knowing what it was she wanted to say.
Marcus smiled. That seemed to be all the assurance he needed. He couldn't deny the fact that behind those innocent eyes, Yna's courage was commendable. Not every girl could dare stand his presence but Yna was doing it quite well.
Yna tried to look away but she couldn't resist the urge in her to keep staring at him, making her wonder what why he was smiling.
“Since you've refused to tell me who had sent you, I'll make you suffer," Marcus said, pulling her with him. Yna gasped as he tugged her to himself. Again, her heart stopped beating as she collided with his rock hard masculine body.
He dragged her to the bed, roughly, so that she tumbled against it, her lovely dark hair scattered in all directions. His lips left hers to whisper in her ear, "I'll make you burn,"
"You incompetent fool!" Troas roared, his voice a thunderous growl that echoed through the room. "How could you let her escape."
The men trembled as Troas continued to scold them, his voice rising with indignation.
"We're sorry," one of the men gathered enough courage to speak up. "We couldn't continue the chase because she ran into the territory of another Alpha."
Troas eyes narrowed, his anger intensifying. "Another Alpha? You dare let her slip away because of another pack? Cowards, all of you!"
The men watched him pace up and down, his breaths coming out heavy like an athlete who had just completed a marathon race. "What if she's the one whom the prophecy had spoken about? Do you know what that means?"
The men remained silent, the weight of Troas words bearing heavily upon them. They knew just how troubled Troas had been ever since he received the prophecy that a female human would rise and end his reign of terror.
This had forced him to besiege every village, taking down every man and woman. He wasn't ready to take any chances and had sworn never to stop until he had taken down all the humans within and around his territory.
"Alpha Troas, it'll be suicide to go into the territory of another Alpha." Another male said.
Troas stopped, turning his piercing gaze on them. "I don't care about this other Alpha or his territory. You will find her and bring her back. If it means risking your lives, so be it."
"But Alpha Troas," another werewolf hesitated. "We don't know how powerful this pack is. We might not return."
Alpha Troas' snarl silenced any further protest. "
Then you had better hope you do return with her else you face my wraith."