Rise of the First Female Alpha

CHAPTER 6 - MEASUREMENTS - TYRIAN'S POV

"Sleep well, sweetheart." I reached over and tucked her soft hair back behind her ear. I loved that she didn't seem to mind my touch, because all I wanted to do was touch her.

"You too," She smiled as she leaned up and kissed my cheek.

I glanced at the guards, but they were all looking away. Good...

After her door closed behind her, I looked at the men.

"If a single one of you go anywhere near her door, I'll skin you alive."

"Yes Alpha." A few said in unison.

"We wouldn't dare, Alpha." Another told me.

I gave them one last glare before I walked back into my temporary room, only to see my brother smoking his pipe by the window.

I groaned angrily. I hated the smell of that cr*p.

"We're sharing a room tonight, put it out!" I complained, but he just took another big inhale of the disgusting tobacco and blew it towards me, "What are you going to do if Freya doesn't like smoking?"

"Quit, I guess." He shrugged and finally put it out, as I sat down.

"She really is perfect, isn't she?" I asked as I laid down and stared at the ceiling, "I've dreamed about our mates over the years, but I never suspected she'd be so perfect."

"I guess."

I looked at my brother and frowned.

"What's your problem?"

"You don't think she's a little... Off?"

"No, what do you mean?"

My brother shook his head at me, "You're hopeless. You do realize she was being cautious with everything she said."

"That's only natural after what men have done to her," I pointed out, "She just needs to learn to trust us."

"You really are clueless when it comes to reading people," He shook his head at me, "That whole act she just put on was to test us, I just don't know what she's testing. If she can trust us? To check our loyalty? Or something else."

"Whatever her reason, I don't care. I'll still treat her the same, and soon she'll trust us," I argued, "Stop being paranoid and suspicious. She's not an enemy, she's our mate, and she's been traumatized."

"True, and I'll personally track down anyone who hurt her and rip them apart, but there's definitely things she's lying about. She said she didn't remember her past, but I saw the hatred in her eyes when she called Bella a b*stard. She knows who she is, I just don't know why she lied about it, or why she didn't return home after she got out of those games. And..."

"Oh my Goddess, enough. Just shut up," I snapped, as I sat up, "Why the hell are you ruining this? We just found out mate, and she's strong and gorgeous and so sexy. I was thinking... Maybe we could sleep with her without her being marked, and..."

"And nothing," He cut me off, "We agreed years ago, that we'd respect dad's wishes on this. Don't go back on your word."

Thinking about our dead father always crushed my heart, and he knew it.

''But we agreed to that before we met her.''

''It changed nothing. I want to wait even more now. She deserves a proper title at our sides. She needs to be marked first. Stop arguing.''

"Fine!" I threw up my hands, "We won't touch her until she's marked. I'm going to bed, goodnight."

"We haven't had a chance to debrief properly about the prison."

"Goodnight!" I repeated, this time firmly, and he exhaled.

"Let's hope Freya can put up with your childish temper." He commented, but the only response I gave him, was to turn off my lamp.

Sharing a room with him was so annoying.

FLASHBACK.

"Tryian! Tristan complained as walked into our room, holding his schoolbooks, "You said you'd clean your side of the room!"

"And I will, shut up!" I responded, from where I was lounging on my bed, one leg resting on my bent knee, while I threw grapes into the air and caught them in my mouth."

"You said that yesterday!" My brother continued angrily as he placed his books neatly on the study desk next to mine, that was covered in clutter.

"Do you ever stop b*tching?!" I asked, but he growled in frustration.

"That's it!" He snapped, and headed for the door, "I'm going to ask the King if I can move into the room next door!"

"Whatever makes you happy." I waved at him dismissively and picked up another grape, just as he slammed the door shut behind himself.

END OF FLASHBACK.

When I woke up, it was still early, the sun was beginning to rise, and my annoying twin was snoring his head off. Our poor mate would have to put up with that for the rest of her life.

"So will we if mate insists on us all sharing a room," Neo pointed out, and frowned at Tristan.

"Lucky us." I said, as I sat up and ran my fingers through my messy hair, "Do you think she'll be up?"

"Probably not."

I pouted, "Let's go for a run then, oh, and the clothes I sent for should be here by now."

Once I was dressed, I left the suite, and found the guards waiting patiently.

"Alpha," Charles whispered, "The dress was brought over." He said, as he held up a garment bag.

"Thanks, leave it hanging on her door. If she wakes up before I get back, let her know it's there."

"Yes, sir." He answered, as I walked away.

I ran around the small village located around the prison.

I used to think this prison was a sanctuary for those on the outside. They were protected from the worst this world had to offer, though in my opinion, I preferred to just kill them, rather than lock them up, but now I was conflicted. If my mate was innocent, why was she sent here?

I was sweating by the time I arrived back at our suite, and saw the dress still hanging from the door handle, so I walked over, lifted it up, and knocked.

"Freya, I'm coming in." I called out, before walking in.

I heard the shower turn off, and my eye went straight to the bathroom door that was ajar.

Freya's floral scent was mixed with the heat of the water, making it hard to concentrate. I suddenly fully understood the desire for one's mate during their heat. It was overwhelming, and I was already hard before she even walked out, and when she did, my mouth literally dropped open.

"Good morning," She greeted me, as she dried her long dark hair with a towel.

"Morning," I managed to say, as my eyes ran down her body wrapped in a towel that was clearly too small for large t**s, "I... brought you a dress."

I held it up, and she smiled as she approached me.

"Thank you," She said as she took the garment bag, "But just for the record, I only wear dresses on formal occasions, it's easier to fight in pants."

"Noted," I said, as I tried not to look down the top of her towel.

"How did you know my measurements?"

I glanced at her body again, "A good guess."

She smiled again and put the dress on the bed, before taking my hands. I was confused until she placed them on her hips.

"For future reference, my hips are 95 cms," She said, as she moved my hands to her waist, "70 cms," I gulped as she moved my hands to her t**s, "100."

I gulped again, and exhaled through my nose, before clearing my throat, "Um.. right, good to know."

"What are your measurements?" She asked as she let go of my hands, that remained on her t**s, mostly because I was too stunned to move. She ran her hands over my chest and down to my crutch, over my hardon, and I quickly moved back, and ran my fingers through my hair as she giggled.

"So shy," She said as she walked back over to the dress, "You're all sweaty."

"Oh, sorry, I went for a morning run."

"Really?" She asked, as she turned back to me, "I sometimes run in the mornings too, though I prefer the night. Maybe I could come with some time?"

"YES!" Neo said instantly, his tail wagging happily.

"That would be great."

"It's decided then," She said as she pulled open the bag, "This is pretty. I love purple. Thanks."

"You're welcome." I said as I walked over to her and looked at the dress.

Freya turned and kissed me, and before I knew it, my instincts took over, and I had her pinned on the bed, kissing her passionately, breathing hard, while she moaned and wounded her legs around me. I had already been turned on by her heated-up scent, and her touching my c*ck, and then when I kissed her, and she'd moaned, I lost all control. The girl had to be part Siren.

However, when she pushed my pants down and her warm small hand wrapped around my c*ck, I froze for a second, before jumping up.

"Hey!" She complained and sat up on her elbows, "We were just getting started, what are you doing?"

I avoided looking at her, because I'd loose control again, so I turned towards the door.

"My brother and I are in complete agreement, we won't touch you until you're marked. Please get dressed and join us for breakfast in the room down the hall, to the left."

Before she could argue, or I lost all control, I rushed from the room, shutting the door a little harder than I'd intended in my haste to get away from her, and entered the room where my brother was dressing.

"Morning, I..."

"Shut up and leave me alone, I didn't do anything!" I ordered, before charging into the bathroom for a cold shower, leaving my brother looking completely confused.

The cold water did nothing to help, so I wanked to relieve the tension in my body, but it felt nowhere near as good as it did with her hand around my c*ck. I'd remember that for days.