Seducing The Beastly Alpha

4. Powerless

"To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.”― Federico García Lorca

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(August)

I was angry and agitated, but more than that, I was ashamed of the feelings that were swirling inside me. Like a storm, it pulled me in. It was violent, and I felt like I would be carried away in this tempest if I let it pull me in. I couldn't let it pull me in, because it was so wrong.

She was nineteen. And I had already a chosen mate ready for me.

If it goes according to my father's plan, she will be my step-sister.

This was the kind of head-ache a man should never go through.

I stood there under the warm shower, wishing the water could wash away the remnant of her scent on my body. My body tightened in the memory of the night.

I hated it. I hated that this she was here to destroy my carefully planned life.

I had thought it was Samaya in my bed when I came back, waiting for me, and I wasn't a saint to say no to a willing body.

I had stripped down to my underwear and got into bed. But the moment my hand found her body, I knew it wasn't Samaya.

I growled in agitation as I punched the wall. The pain momentarily distracted me from the memory of her.

But I couldn't forget the way her body softly slid against my hands, how lush and full she felt.

I had never been distracted in my life.

She was not even a wolf. And that was what surprised me. How could I even be thinking about her?

But f*ck. I would give anything to stop myself from thinking about her.

My shameless freak of a body was still buzzing strangely from the night. I didn't understand why I kept thinking about her... with the most beautiful wolven whiskey eyes I had ever seen. It was also dusted with little gold specks, just like my favorite whiskey.

She was cute, but it was her eyes... there was something in them that was confusing.

"What the f*ck is wrong with me? This is so unlike me!" I cursed.

The tainted was really not my type or my f*cking species, but I couldn't stop thinking about her. And damn, when she talked like that... without having no idea what I could do to her, it made me want to control her. All of her.

Or break her neck, and be done with that!

Either could do.

I grumbled in irritation as I walked towards the dining room.

My wolf, Blaze, shook his head.

"You are pathetic. I am ashamed to call you an Alpha," Blaze said with a scoff. I resisted the urge to punch the wall again.

"And you should go back to your f*cking blackhole and die."

That just about summed up the relationship between me and my wolf these days. We hadn't always been like this, though.

My brows knotted when I heard voices coming out from the dining room. I walked towards it only to see the tainted talking with some of my best warriors.

I smelled the soft scent of crystal celosia, and I felt my throat tingle. She smelled delicious, and that irritated me.

I turned my heated glare at them and they all went quiet. They were good guys, but they were also animals, and when they scent a prey, they wouldn't stop hunting.

I turned my glare to her. She looked up at me with those whiskey-brown eyes.

"What are you doing here?" I growled at her. She gave me a hesitant look, and for a second, my breath stuck as I looked into her brown eyes.

"I-" she stopped and took in a deep breath and shook her head. She looked scared and determined, too.

"Didn't I tell you to stay in your room?" I glared at her.

"Didn't I tell you that I won't?" she retorted.

Audacious! I almost liked it. No one had talked back at me, and this was strange for me.

I growled at her, and she ran away from me. I shook my head in irritation as I looked at Caleb, my beta, and the other guys.

"She is off-limits." I glared at them and they all stared at me as if they didn't understand what I was talking about.

"She is off-limits to you, too," Blaze growled in irritation. He didn't like it, not one bit, that I was attracted to a girl with no wolf. "She is just a pathetic, weak-"

I ignored my wolf's rant. He was such a bore. And an asshole.

"Because?!"

"She is my father's new mate's daughter."

"Ooh, stepsister. Hot!" Caleb gave me a salacious wink and I growled under my breath as I bared my teeth at him. He lifted his head a little and then bared his throat, showing his submission, but I knew it was just for the show.

I had never had many friends. Even before I became an Alpha, I was training to become an Alpha. My training took all my time, and, I didn't have time to make friends. Also, I wasn't the most social person.

Caleb had been my only friend all my life, but even he didn't know my secret. The secret I couldn't share with anyone. The darkness I carried in me.

I was a loaner, and with a wolf that was his own entity rather than a part of me, who was as powerful as he was volatile... I stared at my fingers as I turned away from them.

"Alpha, come and eat. The twisty bun and this pure churned butter are delicious. Come on," Caleb said to me, as he dipped the bun inside the butter and took a huge bite and closed his eyes with a sigh.

He pushed Ethon away from the chair and patted the chair.

Ethon cursed as he glared at Caleb, who gave him a big smirk. "For the Alpha," he said without any remorse in his voice, and Ethon grumbled as he stood up and furiously rubbed his butt.

"Come and sit, Alpha, and tell us all about our stepsister."

"Not yours, not mine. Shut up."

I didn't like the way the seven guys turned to me, their eyes gleaming.

I wanted her to run back to her home.

This was not a place for a tainted. Not at all. These guys could break her into pieces if they wanted, they wouldn't, but... I huffed in irritation. My father had really messed up, asking the girl to come here.

"Oh, come on."

"Enough. Go and train."

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(Mikayla)

My heart thrashed as I slammed the door to my room, and pressed my back against the door. I took in a deep breath, calming myself.

I had always been the kind of girl who liked her silence, and suddenly I was talking back to an Alpha? What the hell was wrong with me? And my freaking body?

I felt like I was standing on an electric wire, and my body was feeling the shock of a lifetime. There was no ignoring this feeling inside me. My whole body felt like it was burning in hellfire.

I had the biggest f*cking crush on my stepbrother, and I wanted to kiss him, so damn bad, which was so damn wrong.

I had never thought like this in my life. I rather avoided boys like they were plagues. I had clear goals in my life. I wanted to become a doctor, and all my life, I had strived towards that one goal. To study at Zarique. I had already sent the applications for the school and scholarship. I knew I would get it, I just hoped I would get the scholarship, too, because that was the only way I could afford to go there.

For me, boys had always been an unwanted distractions, and I wasn't very fond of distractions.

I was the kind of girl who would choose the big bulky tome of Rimne's anatomy, over a boy. I would choose to spend time reading Lilue's book on diseases, rather than kiss a boy.

But for once in my life, I felt like I would burn Rimne's anatomy for a boy. And damn, that was my favorite book, academically speaking.

And Alpha August Adriel was no boy. He was a man, a man I could never have in my life. A man who was making me feel things I had never felt or experienced. I didn't know what to do with these feelings. It made me feel nervous, uncomfortable and... something else I couldn't quite put my finger on.

I knew wishing for him was stupid. Wanting him was stupid. I wasn't stupid. I was smart, and sensible and logical. I had always been, but the moment my eyes met the dark, brooding gaze of the damned Alpha, something in me shifted, and I didn't know how to put it back together. This was the only puzzle I couldn't solve.

"This is a freaking mess. Mother, it is all your damn fault."

Someone knocked on the door. I shook my head with a frown and opened the door to come face to face with the object of my recent obsession. He gave me a dark glare, as if I offended his sensibilities just by existing.

"Wh-what?"

"Here." He thrust a plate of food to my face. "Why are you staring?" he grunted under his breath, and I quickly looked away.

"Is this for me?"

"Caleb said you didn't eat. Do you want this or not?"

I licked my lips as I looked into his eyes and my heart... the stupid thing thrashed like a dying fish. I couldn't even breathe properly as I grabbed the plate from him. My fingers slightly touched his and I felt like I was being scorched alive. I pulled my hand back hurriedly.

"Yes, yes. Thank you."

"And stay inside your room!"

This again?! What was his problem with me coming out of my room? He was getting irritating.

I frowned at him and shook my head. "I am hungry," I whispered, and his eyes softened for a second.

I felt powerless in front of those storm-cloud eyes. My heart was a mess, so was my whole body. I looked into his beautiful eyes and I wanted to always keep looking.

He shook his head at me as he took a step closer to me, and then stopped. He blinked at me, looking confused and full of distrust. He growled softly.

"Who the f*ck are you?! Are you a damn witch?!"

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