Marked By The Enemy: The Alpha Is Mine

CHAPTER THREE: TEMPTATION PERSONIFIED

NYRA

Gone was the warrior woman from Midnight Fang pack, in her place stood a vixen ready to seduce. I pulled at the tight fitting tank top I had squeezed myself into. I swept my hair to my back, the voluminous length pricking my skin. Then, I heard the sound of a horse galloping towards me. He was here. I stood in the path, a hand placed on my waist.

Then I saw him. A strong forearm gripped the horse rein, while the other pulled back his cloak showing off his handsome face. His brown hair glistened in the sun, his bronze skin glistening with sweat. His tongue came out to lick at his pink lips, I watched mesmerized, as if I have never seen a man before.

“Well, hello, handsome. You came quite early” I strutted over to him, my heart racing in my chest. He got down from his horse, his blue green eyes taking in my look. I had purposely dressed to attract his attention to my most obvious feature. My voluptuous figure, the top and skirt I wore clung to every curve. Showcasing my entire body.

“Are you going to look at me all day? We can have a little bit of fun, no one would know” I placed a palm against his firm chest, trailing it down to his belt. He stopped my hand from its path, gently letting it fall to my side. “You are a really beautiful woman and while I am flattered the answer would be no. I have a Fated mate” He said, a faint smile on his face.

“I am sure that it is only because of the drone cameras surrounding us that you refuse my offer. Look, we can go behind the bush. I give really good head, by the way” I said, as I teased a finger across his back. I could feel the tension in his body, he is attracted to me. Even if it was only physical.

“I don't think that would be necessary…” He trails off, looking at me expectantly. “Nyra” I said, satisfaction coursing through me at the fact that he asked for my name. He was a gentleman. “Nyra, you have a very lovely name. I bet you have been standing before the trial began, let's have a sit” he said, gesturing towards a slab of rock.

I gaped at him, not sure I heard correctly. Why on earth would he want us to sit? “That isn't what I am here for, it isn't necessary unless I am to sit on your lap” my lips curled into an inviting smile as I brushed my fingers across his palm. He chuckled, flashing his pearly white teeth.

“I am sure a girl like you can definitely do better than me” He joked, arms crossed against his chest. I frowned, wondering why he kept on complimenting me. Was this some kind of set up or what? In the pack, there had always been talks about Alpha Caelan and his brutish tendencies and I had come here ready to watch him fall on his face.

What I hadn't expected was this fresh faced, joke making Alpha. He was loyal to his mate and his eyes never left my face. I felt jealous of his mate, she had all this to herself. “What do you think you are doing?” I questioned him, stepping into his face. His blue green eyes sucking me into their depths.

“What any man would do when he sees a woman struggling” he replied, voice soft. I swallowed, breaking the staring competition we had going on. He saw too much, even the parts I didn't know were present. “Do I look like I am struggling, Alpha Caelan?” I asked, as I rounded up on him, sucking the lobe of his ear into my mouth.

I was trying to divert his attention, what he said made me feel like a bug under a microscope. “A person doesn't need to be starving before one is struggling” he stepped away, keeping me at arms length. “If anybody is struggling it is you; look at how you keep running away. I wouldn't bite you know” I said, baiting him. A muscle in his jaw ticked. Good, that meant I was getting to him. His Two-goody-shoes attitude felt a little too fake for me.

I look at the watch on my wrist, the trial is suppose to last for two hours. I had just three minutes left to try to convince him. I didn't want to die; if I were to believe what Rhett told me. “ I bet your fated mate thinks you are perfect?” I said, taking a different approach since I was running out of time.

“No one is perfect, Tiny” He said, looking down his nose at me. I bristle at the nickname, hating it. I get I am short but calling me tiny was a down right insult. “I would show you tiny” I said as I approached him. Fast as lightening, I had him on his back. I straddled him, panting a bit. “Not so tiny, huh?” I know I was meant to seduce him but when he gave me that stupid nickname I had to show him.

Now I was die because I defend my stupid pride. “That was impressive but that doesn't change the fact you are tiny, Tiny” he stands up, lifting me up with him. He drops me to my feet, straightening my cloth without groping me. “The trial is over, isn't it? You can leave” I told him, walking away. “Where would you go?” He asked, holding onto my arm. I looked at him. Really looked.

His hand tightened slightly against my arm. He was a good man and he would be an even better Alpha. “Anywhere” I responded, shrugging off his touch. I walked away, future bleak. Alpha Varek was not going to be pleased. I felt him grab my arm again “What do you want?” i asked without turning back. “How about you come back with me?”