Anastasia
I walked beside Darius in my tank top, the cool night's air sent tingles as it touched my skin.
My legs were heavy, ache ran through my muscles, making me feel weak.
I was tired, my first day here seemed to have weighed me down, my emotions with Hardin, his appearance in front of me affected me, I kept wondering how my step brother was my mate and my wolf seemed not to care.
“Are you okay?!” Darius asked with a low voice. I was glad we were taking this walk.
I let out a soft sigh, waving my thoughts away, tilting my neck hoping it would work.
I raised my head, my eyes looking at the stars, in the dark sky and the moon looked beautiful, Darius held my hand, so I could stay in my step.
“I'm fine, just tired, school wasn't easy and the spiders.” I said taking a deep breath and letting my chest fall back.
“I see, you look… tired.” He said, his voice tone light and soothing, his eyes on me etching with concern.
I looked at him letting out a soft laugh, my hair fell covering my face, he walked closer brushing the stray lock of hair from my face.
Our eyes locked, “ Anastasia, do we have two mates?” My wolf asked, immediately I jolted back to reality.
“ I am tired, today felt like a whole year happening in every minute.” He looked at me with flared eyebrows, I knew he was wondering why I said that though.
“Yeah, I figured, with the whole spider thingy it must have crept you out.
I stood rigid trying to brush off the spider incident but I couldn't.
“Do you see Spiders everyday, I mean…” I asked and watched him place his hands in his pocket
“No, I'm surprised to see one.” I felt my words get stuck in my throat.
I rolled my eyes, groaning.
"That's putting it lightly." He laughed, the sound of his laughter was warm, making me feel lighter, I felt the weight pressing down on me being lifted, just slightly though.
"I'm glad you came out tonight," Darius said, nudging me playfully. "You seemed too anxious to stay there.” He said.
I let out a smirk, lifting my chin as I grinned. "You noticed, That means so much."
"I'm just saying, it's nice to see you not looking like you're about to murder someone."
I let a loud roar of laughter bubble up from my chest, I didn't realize how much I needed a walk, with someone easy going and an easy conversation with someone who didn't expect anything from me.
"Thanks for tonight, Darius," I said as we reached the pack house. "Really."
"Anytime, Anastasia." He gave me a small smile before heading to his room.
I entered my room sneaking at his retreating figure. Maybe, just maybe New York wouldn’t be as horrible as I thought.
I let out a soft sigh turning toward my room, closing the door, my eyes felt the tangible darkness, I felt the darkness wrap around me like a heavy blanket. My eyes strain to find the lights switch, the air echoing.
Still walking to find the light bulb a sharp chill ran down my spine, my breath hitched, my fingers trembling, I was feeling a presence, a strong one, the scent of something strong, of someone.
I saw the lights switch immediately, reaching with it the room flooded with light.
I turned to see a figure, my heart slammed against my ribs, my breath thinning, while my eyes popped out from their sockets, my lips in a thin line, I managed to call his name.
“Hardin”
He stood, a few steps away from me, his tall shoulders, high in the air, his dominating presence getting air out from my lungs, his face cold with an unreadable expression, I hate the fact I can't tell what he's thinking.
"Why did you go out with him?" His voice was low, controlled, but I could hear the tension under it, his breath heavy.
I blinked my eyes, my eyebrows furrowed, my lips parted slightly.
“Because I wanted to?” I replied back, folding my hands underneath my breast.
“I told you not to go.” He grunted.
“What, you have no right to control me.”
“You think? I'm your mate.” I stepped back, going far from him.
"Why did you go with him dressed like that? Despite me telling you not to.” He took a step closer, his gaze burning me, my muscles felt still.
I swallowed hard, my throat went dry. The air between us was thick with heavy tension.
"I... I…" My voice failed me as my back met the wall.
His scent wrapped around me, cedarwood and something dangerously intoxicating.
He leaned in, his breath warm against my skin.
"Why did you go out with him?" he whispered, his lips barely an inch from my ear.
I clenched my fists, hating the way my body reacted, how my pulse raced, how my wolf stirred with pleasure.
"You don't get to control me," I managed to say, but it came out as a whisper against his ear, my own voice betraying me.
Hardin's fingers brushed against my arm sending shivers with heat growing within me, his eyes roaming from my left eye to my lips then back to my right eyes, locking me in place.
"Then why do you look like you want me to? I'm your mate, I have you, all of you Ana!"
I took a deep breath, my chest touching his, he walked closer covering the step between us, my legs felt weak, his body against mine.
I felt tingles, I was trapped between him and the fire burning deep and inside me.
His hand rested against the wall beside my head, his other hovering near my waist as if fighting the urge to touch me. My body betrayed me, leaning slightly into his warmth.
"You don’t. You said you don’t want anything to do with me. You cannot tell me what to do ," I whispered, but I didn't even believe my own words.
His lips curled into a knowing smirk, his eyes dark with something I couldn’t name.
"I can because I am your soon to be Alpha and as long as our ties have not been severed, you still belong to me. Whether I touch you or not. I am your mate.”
He didn't move away. Neither did I. Our gaze was strong, I needed to stay away from him but he always found a way to come close, too close, my wolf enjoyed his dominance and that was the problem
I knew I didn’t want him to move away, the tension between us was turning into burning desires. I wanted him to reject me, I can't love my step brother.
But deep down I wanted to feel his touch, I wanted him to explore me, I wanted to explore him.