Girl-Alpha

Chapter 3

Everyone greeted us as we came back to the house. I quickly took an article of clothing and jumped out of the window, turning into my grey wolf mid-air. My paws pounded through the damp soil of the forest. Celine was happy to get this freedom. Today was a very frustrating day. Everywhere I went, either there was a fight with my pack mates or I had to endure Damien being with that blond b***h.

“Do you think we are doing a mistake in not telling Damien about us?” I asked Celine. Rows of trees rushed past my eyes, as I jumped and ran and sped across them. The birds chirped above our head and sunlight streamed in through the holes made by the tree branches and leaves.

Celine grunted inside my head. Of course, she thought it was wrong doing that. She wanted to be with her mate. I rolled my eyes which made her growl. She didn’t like me mocking her.

“But Celine, isn’t he supposed to know that we are his mate? He can’t have two mates, can he? Or he can’t have Jessica as his mate when he is my mate, can he? I thought the feeling was supposed to be mutual between us.” I tried to reason with her. She remained quiet for a second before grunting again. She knew that I was right and she was as confused as I was. Damien didn’t try, not even once, to claim us as his. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I hadn’t noticed the figure running a little further to the side from us. Another wolf! Far larger than I was!

“Why didn’t you tell me that we are being followed? Couldn’t you even sense it?” I asked Celine quickly with narrowed eyes. To my reply, she whined. She freaking whined. This isn’t a carnival that she would whine for a wolf ride. That wolf might be dangerous. I knew I could take him on, but I didn’t want to fight.

I looked around to try and recognize my surroundings and…

Oh no! Oh no! This wasn’t my territory! I might have crossed it long back while thinking about him! It was his territory! I smelt the air and just like I had thought, it smelt of fresh stream water and fir trees. The same scent that I was dreading. Quickly, I took a u-turn and started running in the opposite direction. In another moment, I was attacked from the side. We rolled on the orest floor, another big black wolf standing over my body. In another moment, he shifted into his human form—his very naked human form, lying down on top of my wolf.

“Shift,” He said to me. His voice was soft unlike I had expected. I shook my head. it was hard for me to keep my eyes from lowering down his stomach.

“No, no! Celine, please control yourself and let me control myself. Don’t play with my brain!” I chided my wolf, who was enjoying the position way too much.

“I said shift! Right now!” Damien raised his voice. It had a hard edge to it now. I gulped down. I didn’t want to have to fight with him and surprisingly, I didn’t want to. I decided I had to fight, or else he would force me to turn. I struggled to push him off of me, kicking with my hind legs, scratching at his chest with my front and wriggling beneath him until his hands held my upper still.

“Shift! Don’t make me force you,” I sighed, shaking my head to the place where my clothes were thrown off. They lay in a bundled heap a little further away from us. he looked at them and then back at me.

“I am waiting for you.” He said, taking himself off of me. I slowly got up and strut to my clothes, picking them up and going behind a bush. I turned back into my human form and put on the clothes.

“Should we run?” I asked Celine silently. We could just run away from here but I didn’t trust Damien. He might as well find me at the pack house or catch me in the middle of my run. I didn’t want that to happen. Celine growled at me. Of course, she didn’t want to run. I rolled my eyes. Okay, enough of this! I could handle being with him without giving into my temptations. I can do it. I stood up walked over to him. He still stood in all his naked glory and I couldn’t help but take him in, trying hard not to dip too low. He had an impressive physique like I had thought—strong chiseled chest and biceps, much larger than mine ever would be.

“Why are you following me? And why are your goons picking fights with my pack in uni?” I asked him, looking straight into his eyes. My height was so much smaller to him that I practically felt like a child, that wasn’t good for my intimidating stance at all. Even though I pretended to be strong and powerful and authoritative, I felt like a horse who has galloped for two hours straight—my heart beating like someone was playing drums on it.

“Me? Following you?” He chuckled, like he had heard a joke, “You are on my territory, if you haven’t noticed.” I gulped down. I wasn’t supposed to be here; he has practically the right to do anything with me now. Wait! Why was he speaking so nicely to me when the last night only he had practically threatened me?

“Last night our deal wasn’t sanctioned; you remember that, don’t you?” He asked, taking one step towards me. I stay grounded at my place, like a stubborn child who doesn’t know when to give up.

“So?” I asked with raised eyebrows. He takes another step. I could feel his breath fanning my hair.

“I can do anything I want to with you for crossing my territory,” he whispered. I couldn’t take my reddish brown eyes off his face—they started to linger down to his full lips, his red lips.

“I am not scared of you,” my voice was soft, too soft even for me to acknowledge it, but he heard it.

“I am,” he replied. Damien raised his hand and for a second, it felt like he was going to hurt me but instead, he lightly brushed my brown curls back, touching his hand to my face. To be true, I could have cared less if he had choked me to death at that moment. Is that what it felt like to have a mate? Surrendering yourself completely to their mercy?

“You smell just like her,” Damien whispered again. His fingers drew circles over my cheekbone, leaving a trail of tingles wherever he touched. But then, his words registered inside my head. I pushed his hand aside, breaking the spell between us.

“If you are here to find another muse for yourself who smells like that b***h Barbie, then I will be happier if you kill me in a combat,” I spat at his face, my eyes narrowed.

“What? Who?” He asked confused, making me roll my eyes.

“I really don’t understand why I feel like you are my mate when you have already found yours! I don’t understand what is happening here!” I shouted. I don’t know why I was angry suddenly. Maybe it was his confusion, him not understanding what I was to him. Damien, having someone else to love, when I wanted to be with him. But then, I couldn’t be with him. My pack needed me. I was so frustrated.

He looked at me like he was seeing an alien. Then, his hand gripped my t-shirt at the shoulder, balling it up under his fist.

“Hey! What the hell!” I tried to pry his hand off, but his other arm caught it and held them down.

“What are you doing? I am going to kill you!” I strained, trying to pull his hand from my shirt, without letting it tear. Damien pulled the shirt aside, revealing my collar bone and right shoulder. Then, as if some kind of acid had touched him, he pushed me off.

“No! This can’t be!” Damien looked at my shoulder and then back at my face. He was looking at me with such shock that I didn’t understand what to do.

“Orabelle?” he whispered.

“I believe that’s my name, Damien!” I said, rolling my eyes. Just at that moment, when I was being snarky, Damien pulled me into his embrace, tightly clutching at me, kissing my hair.

“God! I can’t believe this is you! I wasn’t able to believe it when I first saw you!” Damien hugged me tighter. My heart was beating so hard, I felt it would leap out of my chest. His scent was strongly evading my nose and I felt thrilled and high, like someone who was on drugs. My arms wanted to wrap them around him, wanting to mesh myself with him into one human being but I couldn’t. I shouldn’t.

“Too much love, alpha Damien. You are crushing me,” I pushed him off of me. Just one moment ago, I wanted him to appreciate me and now when he was, I felt I didn’t want it. Damien’s face turned into one of hurt and then to anger.

“I have every right to love you,” he said in a hard voice. Whoa! Where did that come from? Did he finally see Celine and me as his mate?

“Dude, chill! You already have that b***h Barbie, remember?” I tried to calm him down. I was confused with myself and I was pulling him into the whirlpool with me. That wasn’t fair.

Damien looked at me like he was seeing me for the first time. A deep breath escaped his lips as he looked down. His hands clutched mine in between them, sending tingles shooting up through them. I wanted to wrench my hands from his, but it was too comfortable.

“Come with me to my pack house, Bells,” he spoke in such a soft tone and with such earnest in his eyes that it melted my heart. I felt like I have known him for ages and that we were already acquainted. Just as I opened my mouth to say something, a pressure started to build in my mind.

“Ugh!” I grunted. I needed to talk to whoever was trying to contact me.

“Yeah?” I spoke through the mind link.

“Alpha, could you come back to the pack house, now?” It was Sebastian. Why wasn’t I surprised to hear him on the other end?

“I am in the middle of something. Can’t it wait?” I stated through the link.

“The girls want to talk to you about something. You should come.” He said, finally. I knew he wanted to come right then. Pack was more important than a mate.

“I am coming.” I told Seba and closed off the link.

“I have to go,” I informed Damien, pulling my hands from his grip. Damien looked hesitant to let me go but then he nodded his head.

“I would like to show you my pack house. You are not what you think you are.” He replied before I turned into my wolf and looked back at him for one last time and then started to run towards my pack house.

I didn’t know what he meant by his last sentence. Some time, maybe I will go to his pack house, just in order to make friendly relations. Yeah, just friendly relations and nothing more than that and of course, Celine didn’t agree to what I thought. She has a completely different thought on her mind and I was scared to act upon it for the fear of its consequences.