ROSALIE POV
No matter how I much I shouted and punched him, he carried me all the way back while giving me the odd spank.
Which might I add made wet as f**k.
My whole body was on fire.
I felt so ashamed for how my body was betraying me when he was around me.
I hated myself for it.
Feelings like this make me weak.
He makes me weak.
"For the last time put me f*****g dow-" I'm cut off by him dropping my on the floor.
Finally being the right side up I notice we are back outside the pack house, I see members scarper when they see us.
I glare up at him, trying my hardest to show my hatred for him.
"You're a motherfu-" He stops the rest of my curse by grabbing me towards him by my chin so we are inches from one another's face.
His face is tense, annoyance clear as day on his face.
"Stop talking. Seeing as you clearly don't know the meaning of the word respect, you're going to learn. You are mine, MINE. If you try to leave again, you will be punished. If you look at any other male here, you will be punished and that male will also be severely punished. From now on you will take part in pack activities, and as a start for running off you will help out in the kitchen for a month. And last but not least, should I feel the need to see you, you will come to me, you will do as I ask and if I want to f**k you, then damn straight we are going to f**k. HARD." He looks deep into my eyes when he says the last part.
His hold over me is iron clad, my mind is howling for me to put up a fight and kick the s**t out of him for thinking he can speak to me like that but I'm just sat here... hanging off his every word.
I looks away and straightens his stance, waiting for my response.
I get up, my legs feeling like jelly after hearing him speak so vile to me. And even though it was vile, my sick body responded to it like the w***e I am around him.
As my mind clears, sensibility pops up.
"Who do you think you f*****g are to speak to me like that? Ordering me about? If you'd let me go there'd be no problem!" I try so hard to sound firm and full of anger.
Jasper turns back towards me, a slight smirk on his lips.
Always f*****g mocking me. d**k.
"You really push my buttons pretty lady... but you need to learn how things work around here." He says back.
I narrow my eyes at him, "Why do I need to learn how things work around here? You just told me you were basically going to have s*x with me whenever you want, so clearly you want me as your whore."
I could see him wince at calling myself a w***e.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"We have taken you in and given you what you've wanted and what do you do? You repay us by running off!" Jasper's getting angrier the more he talks.
I feel a pang of guilt at his words, but a part of me doubts his reason for his anger.
"I'm no good at being in a group OK? Everyone will be better off without me, Sofia will. Is this all because you want have s*x with me? Is that it?"
He seems saddened and confused by questions, I on the other hand am feeling my anger rising.
Of course this is why he brought me back.
He probably thinks I'm going to blab and he hasn't even claimed me yet.
How could I forget this is basically a cult, except they're werewolves.
A werewolf cult.
He takes a step toward me and I take one back.
"So tell me alpha, does your position require you to sleep with all the new girls that arrive? Is that why you want me? Because I'm untapped meat?" He winces again when I said alpha but his expression turns sour.
"No I don't sleep with all the f*****g new girls, don't be disgusting. I want you because you're my mate! You're mine!"
I shake my head, suddenly feeling exposed.
"You say mates like it's supposed to mean something to me Jasper. I want to leave."
He stares at me visibly pained by my words.
He runs his hand through his dark locks closing his eyes, when he opens his eyes the emerald eyes are gone and replaced by searing black ones.
"You are NOT leaving me or this pack Rosalie, that's f*****g final. If I catch you leaving one more time, you'd better watch out when I do catch you. You WILL become part of this pack whether you like it or not, you WILL start training with the pack everyday and you WILL learn that everything I do for you is because I want to goddamn help you. And let me tell you, you'll take the f*****g help whether you like it or not... or I'll take you over my knee."
Shivers are tickling up and down my spine, making my heart thrash in my chest.
The thought of him taking back over my knee excites and terrifies me.
Who am I kidding?
Just the thought of him alone excites and terrifies me.
I try to say something but the words will not come out of me.
I simply nod trying to focus my breathing.
"Good, now back to your room and take a cold shower. I can smell your arousal."
Then he just walks off!
Wait.
HE CAN SMELL MY AROUSAL?
I immediately run to my room, ignoring the stares of people on the way.
I really do need a cold shower.
I'm such a pervert.
***
JASPER POV
I rinsed myself in the cold shower, and wrapping a towel around my waist.
She drives me crazy.
Absolutely f*****g nuts.
The plan was just to go all alpha on her ass and lay down the law immediately so she doesn't leave me again, scare her into staying.
But she threw me off when her scent of arousal absolutely smashed my nostrils in half.
It took my a second to realise the smacks on her ass were exciting her.
Which in turn excited me.
I spanked her all the way back to the pack house, my self control was going out the window, it took everything in me to not take her on the f*****g floor.
And then I gave her some orders, nothing major and she bit my head off which was hot as f**k.
She did hurt me calling herself a w***e, far from it.
And then she seemed convinced that I sleep with what did she call it? Untapped meat?
Unbelievable.
Even then, when I spoke to her about the rules for the last time, my c**k was twitching like mad smelling a fresh wave of her arousal at my talking about spanking her again.
I feel like a f*****g teenager around her, I was never this amped up with Carmen.
Sure we had s*x, but it was more love making.
But Rosalie, makes me want to reenact f*****g porn with her and then make love to her.
I throw on some loose navy shorts for a quick bite to eat downstairs, I grab an abercrombie and fitch t-shirt and black nike sliders. Comfort is everything right now.
"Alpha? Are you in there?" I hear Cameron's voice on the other side of the door, he starts knocking the door when I don't answer.
"What's up Cameron? Come in." She pushes the door open but stays on the other side.
She is heavily devoted to Jaxon, she doesn't want another males scent on her even though her and Jax would never cheat.
She smiles at me and nods her head in submission.
"Alpha, some of the pack members are uneasy about Rosalie. And also Rosalie has locked the door and is refusing to come downstairs to eat, it's not looking good in front of the pack Sir. Sofia is beside herself with worry." I stand up feeling a headache forming.
"Don't worry Cameron, I'll deal with it. Thank you for informing me. Where's my second and third?"
Walking behind me to the elevator, she mutters under her breathe.
"Sorry?" I ask her.
"Um, Jaxon is dealing with the pack and Devon is... um, he's..." She speaks so quietly I missed the last part.
I step inside the elevator with her and press the next floor down.
"Where's Devon Cam?" I add a hardness to my voice.
She lowers her head in submission and I hear her whisper, "He mind linked Jax that he was with Miranda Alpha, we can take a guess doing what."
I throw my head back and start laughing.
Fucking Miranda! and Devon!
HA.
Cameron looks at me, confused. "You're not mad? I thought you know, because it's Miranda?"
I smirk at her.
"You shouldn't believe rumours about me and Miranda because half the time, she started them. There's nothing between us, Rosalie is my mate and she's all I want. Devon is welcome to the slut, it keeps her off my back"
Cameron grins at my words and nods.
Just as the elevator doors open I smell the she devil Miranda's scent.
I stalk out and stop as I see Miranda stagger back holding her nose and blood dripping down her face, I see her arms are covered in scratches and red marks.
"You f*****g crazy b***h!" Miranda shouts.
I walk towards her and peer into Rosalie's room seeing an extremely pissed Rosalie staring at her with gritted teeth.
Her eyes find me and they darken.
"Ros, Wh-" I begin.
"Don't you f*****g talk to me you prick!" She spits at me and slams the door in my face.
What the hell?
I turn to Miranda, my anger boiling.
"What did you do Miranda?"
She smirks evilly at me still holding her bloody nose.