Date with Alpha

You belong to me

Nina pov:

The wolf who kidnapped me became more and more violent and even grabbed my neck.

The powerful force almost suffocated me.

When I felt unable to breathe, a bullet came and hit the arm of the werewolf who kidnapped me.

The black wolf then pounced over with great speed and precisely killed the werewolf.

The whole process was so fast that I almost didn't react at all.

What's more, I didn't see how the black wolf did it ...

My brain was blank at the moment; without the jaws of the brown wolf, I fell to the ground, and my body was still trembling unstoppably.

The man's voice came to my ears: "Find out where these guys came from! Damn it!"

I turned my head and saw the black wolf had shifted into a human shape.

At this time, he was naked, handsome, strong, and seemed to be no different from ordinary humans.

But I could never forget that fearful black wolf in my mind.

He is a creature that has a human form and a wolf form simultaneously.

It never occurred to me that werewolves exist in reality.

I thought of the movies about werewolves I had seen before---- almost all of them are brutal and vicious.

Even though I'd been attracted by this man before, now the heartbeat feeling has been replaced by fear temporarily.

When his gaze met mine, I immediately averted it.

He walked towards me, and my body instinctively ducked back.

"Are you okay?" He questioned me and extended his hand toward me.

I still looked away. My fear was still unable to dissipate. I tightly grasped the lawn beneath me and the palm of my hands, all full of dirt and grass.

I thought if he attacked me now or forced me to do something, I had no power to fight back.

At this moment, I had nothing, except for the hands of this harmless dirt and grass.

The thought of it made me even more desperate.

But I knew that it was no good to be in a panic, so I was doing my best to adjust my emotions and try to calm down.

After about a few minutes, he squatted down and continued, "If you feel better, come with me!"

"What? Where to go?" I asked.

"Back to our home! The pack where we belong!" the man spoke in an extremely domineering tone, not giving me the slightest choice.

I smoothed out my emotions and said, in as clear and strong a tone as possible, "I'm not going anywhere; my home is here! I grew up here!"

"And by the way, we have nothing to do!" I increased the tone of my voice to emphasize this fact.

"What?" The man seemed was unbelievable at what I said.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" The man's tone was unfriendly and carried some air of danger.

I gathered my courage and stressed again, "I said, I'm not going anywhere. You have no right to force me!"

I knew how powerful the man in front of me was, and I knew that he could kill me at any time.

But listen to this man's tone, self-righteous and domineering, as if I was his slave and should be at his beck and call!

If I compromised on this, I would be casually taken to a strange place and enslaved by him.

What is the difference between dying and living without freedom and dignity?

Thinking of this, I suddenly had a lot of courage.

At that moment, the man squeezed my jaw with a force that seemed to crush my bones.

He said, "Of course, I have the right to take you back to pack; my name is Cyrus."

He picked me up horizontally as he spoke.

I screamed in panic and struggled, "f**k, LET GO OF ME!"

My struggle failed to escape his embrace, but it seemed to anger him.

He yelled at me, "You are my mate; you belong to me!"

"You were made for me; everything was meant to be ..."

His tone was so strong that he almost hissed.

I was just making a normal demand for freedom; why was he so shaken up? He was unreasonable.

His attitude strengthened my resolve to resist.

...

Cyrus pov:

Bill shot that bullet; we always worked well together.

I looked at the hooligan I had just killed and ordered an investigation of them.

There was movement behind me.

I saw my mate sitting paralyzed on the ground with fear on her face.

A weak human being must be terrified to see this scene.

I tried to calm her down, but she pushed me away.

My wolf was getting cranky from the rejection, and he was barking, "MATE！MATE ......"

I knew my wolf was incredibly eager for a mate and was especially prone to crankiness because of over-eagerness, and he even tried to take over my consciousness.

To calm my wolf, I stood by mate for a moment.

After we both calmed down a bit, I offered to take her back to pack.

It was something that seemed incredibly normal to me, and having confirmed this fated relationship, of course, we were going to be together next.

What's more, I'm an excellent alpha among werewolves; she won't reject me, will she?

But in fact, she refused very emotionally.

She claimed that we didn't have the slightest relationship and that I had no right to force her.

What does she want to do? Reject our mate relationship? The MATE relationship of a werewolf is the blessing of the Moon Goddess. It is not to be rejected easily.

Besides, the person she rejected is me---- a pack recognized powerful alpha!

I could never allow that to happen, and my wolf supported me, so I tried to take her by force.

I said, "You are my mate; you belong to me!"

"You were made for me; everything was meant to be!"

I thought she would obey me after hearing my words.

But who knew that she would resist even more fiercely.

She even shouted, "If you must take me away by force, I can't defeat you, but I won't always succumb to your control. Even if I have to face death!"

She threatened me with her own life.

This was unexpected, my mate looked soft and weak, but she seemed more stubborn than I thought.

My wolf's agitation dissipated a lot after hearing mate's words.

He only wished to get a mate, not to force his mate to die.

The girl in my arms was resolute and showed an attitude of being ready to die.

At this time, Bill reported: "Alpha, we have arranged someone to investigate."

"Also, the fight here is also arranged to handle. The human police department will classify the matter as animal trespass, and no one will suspect our identity."

I put down the woman in my arms and said to Bill, "Well done!"

We didn't want to expose our identity in human territory yet.

Because that might bring unnecessary trouble to pack, we also need to continue obtaining weapons from humans.

Bill asked, "What should we do next?"

As he said this, he dropped his gaze on my mate. I knew he sensed something unusual about me and was trying to ask me what to do with the girl.

I took a look at the woman who still had a tenacious face and made a decision in my mind.

I first said to Bill, "First, go back to the pack to place the weapon."

Then, I walked towards mate ...