Desired By The Alpha

Chapter １６

But before I could go any faster, someone quickly grabbed both of my hands, and I came dangerously close to falling to the ground. Someone else's hands lifted me up carefully, and then they brought me into a comfortable, warm hug. Before my worry could set in, I recognized the anxious tone of a voice that I had heard before.

"Danika, what the f*** is going on?" Asta acted as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing and remarked. After that, there was an abrupt change in the temperature of his voice. Who was it that did this to you?

I loosened my shoulders and started crying, but I didn't utter a word as I buried my face in his arms. My hands were wrapped in his shirt, and I felt as if my whole existence relied on him.

When he noticed that I was scared and shaking, he did nothing more than softly kiss the top of my head and caress the back of my neck. After what seemed like an eternity, I was finally able to compose myself, but I didn't want to let go of him. I was afraid that if I moved away from him, other people would start hitting me again.

Although I was unable to speak, a security guy who had been sprinting beside us managed to utter a few things into Asta's ears. After hearing those remarks, I was able to detect shifts occurring inside Asta's aura. A shadowy aura was on the verge of escaping his body. Even though I couldn't see the look on his face, I could feel his arms drawing closer to me as if he didn't want to let go of the hold he had on me.

Around this moment, the majority of the females who had been inside the café rushed outside and halted where they were walking. I could feel many people's eyes shooting toward me as if they were blaming me for complaining to Asta, and their eyes widened in surprise as if they were shocked by what they saw.

One young lady, however, had the courage to separate her lips and shout, which caused almost everyone else to keep their mouths shut "w***e without any sense of shame! Even a little issue would send her scurrying to our Alpha to lodge a complaint. Who knows what kind of magic she cast on him to get control of him?"

A number of the folks in the area, including a couple of the guys, let out a gasp. While some agreed solely with that lady, others attempted to silence her by any means necessary.

You had the audacity to say anything so inappropriate about my wife! The occupants were stunned into silence as soon as they heard Asta's icy voice resonate across the neighborhood. They were at a complete loss for words. Everyone in the group of females who were gossiping about me became silent. Although it seemed as if just Asta and I were there, I dared not lift my head and glance around because I was afraid of what I may see. I was nevertheless aware of a great deal of disdainful attention being thrown in my direction. I retreated farther into his arms and exhaled a trembling breath as I did so.

Who was the first to spread this rumor? He hesitated for a little while, but nobody said anything during that time. "I'll give you one more opportunity. I won't hurt you if you reveal yourself, whomever you are. I promise."

A whispered utterance was heard all of a sudden. "Abby told me about this about a week ago," I said.

"Abby?" After spitting out the word, Asta's demeanor became more serious. I was aware that hearing it was going to infuriate him, but I maintained my composure anyhow. After that, I could feel him pulling away. He cleaned the blood off of my cheeks while removing the food that was stuck in my hair and on my face. When he spotted the little traces of blood on my cheeks, I saw that he scrunched up his eyes. "Get out of there, Abby. This is your very last opportunity."

I could see Asta take a few long, slow breaths in an effort to calm his rage down. As he swept his icy gaze across the battlefield, the veins in his neck and forehead began to bulge. After that, I started paying attention to the fact that there were so many other people surrounding us. After that, he pulled his hand away from my face and started walking toward a group of women who were standing nearby. He sent a swift look in their direction, and several of them shook in response to the intensity of his sight, stepping away from him piece by bit. Abby, who seemed exceedingly afraid and pale, inched forward very carefully. When she spotted Asta, the corners of her lower lips trembled.

"Ai-Asta, listen to me. I-I didn't do it. They are being dishonest."

But Asta didn't say anything. He seemed to be under the influence of something. The muscles at the back of his hand began to contract, causing his hand to automatically close into a fist. Almost immediately, he lifted his hand and violently struck Abby in the face. The young woman was in such a state of shock that she was unable to defend herself against the assault and instead fell backwards while protecting her broken jaw. Her lips was gushing with blood as she aggressively coughed up what seemed to be blood. But Asta didn't appear to wake up. After that, he lifted his hand once again and pounded the opposite side of her jaw with it. His eyes had a fleeting look of melancholy about them. The people in the area surrounding us were visibly shocked, but nobody dared to stop him. Every time Asta hit Abby, her health deteriorated more and worse. Abby's condition was becoming increasingly critical. When I finally put two and two together, it appeared as if the girl was on her very last breath when I understood that he was truly going to murder her!

I didn't understand where I found the courage to run at him and embrace his arms as they were ready to punch the woman who was on the ground, but I did it anyway. I didn't care if the whole world was seeing us at this very moment. When I looked closer, I saw that Asta seemed to be too enraged to comprehend what he was doing. It was almost as though he struggled with rage management! I moved in front of him and placed my lips on his as I did so. To tell you the truth, I didn't believe my method of kissing was the most effective. Even though I was only starting out, after a week of consistent practice, I had the impression that I was becoming really good at this!