She's Human but Alpha Wants Her Back.

Chapter Nineteen

Rea

Bruce shuddered at Damien's tone.

"Now I want you to get the hell out of here, exactly the same way you came in."

Same way he came? Dude, he came in here hale and hearty and now he was going to leave with so much horrible memories like someone who had just returned from hell. Of course Darkclaws was hell for human but

Bruce spun around but instead of bolting outwards in s flash without ever slowing down for a second to look back, he staggered, almost doubling over, shaken to the core and haunted by the sight he had just witnessed. Bruce was definitely not ever going to recover from the scene he had just witnessed here—not anytime soon.

The wolves taunted him while he made his way out of the empty space desperately. And just like that I was back alone in with an alpha and his devilish fellow.

"See that?" Damien groaned as his razor-sharp gaze bore into me, pinning me in place with a furious intensity. "This should be a warning to you Rea. Try to escape and have yourself to be blamed."

I nodded, my pulse throbbing with fear. Trying to escape without a wolfsbane was pointless given the fact that the plant was the actual reason I had risked my life coming here in the first place.

"Why the hell are we keeping her?" One of his men asked, eyes blazing with unfiltered hate, dying to bury the knife deep inside my throat. "She's a human, a f*****g traitor and an intruder."

He looked at me with his signature calculating gaze like he's studying a rare breed with something dark in his gaze.

"She stays." He said, voice low, his eyes still on me, morphing from brooding to possessive as I shifted uncontrollably under his gaze. "I'm not done with her just yet."

I said nothing. I wouldn't dare. I just stood there shivering like a tiny helpless prey in a predator's den.

"She better watch her back around here." Another one said, between britten teeth, "she doesn't belong here."

"I know man, that's exactly what I'm about to teach her." He pulled me along, and just like that, I followed him back into the mansion.

Who cared, when he could just release me and let me go the f**k home. Even though I didn't get to take the stem home, I'd still celebrate my freedom out of the Darkclaws and maybe think about another solution for Dad's health.

Well now I guess it's time to take the bull by its horn. If he was very sure that I didn't belong here, why the hell was he keeping me. He had proven his point severally and even I, have witnessed it. So, I must risk something. I must take every chance I get in other to get close to a wolfsbane.

"We searched everywhere for her." The women—werewolves—rushed towards us the moment they caught sight of us.

"It's fine." He said, voice cold as steel, showing calmness and urgency instead of the usual anger he displayed earlier. And I wondered why.

"You have a meeting with the board member by 12 noon." A man, on suit in his mansion, informed him, glancing at his watch.

"Cancel it." He groaned in response, while I awaited silently like a prey awaiting it's execution, his hands firm on my elbow like a spell I can never break loose from.

"But sir..."

"No buts." His voice cut through the air like a blade, sharp and final. "Tell them I cancelled the meeting, I'd communicate a better date with you."

He yanked me along next, like a feather under his grip, weighing nothing at all, while I on the other hand, scrambled to keep up with his hurried steps.

We arrived his room and he opened the door and hauled me inside

The effect had me stumbling across the room like a drunk butterfly, but atleast my hands were free from the brutal tightness of his grip.

What now?

Should I apologize again for going against his orders to ease his anger? Or just go with the flow and let him do whatever he chooses.

I couldn't look at him. His gaze alone could send me to the grave if I did. I should just stand there see things for myself.

One hard push on the door, it slammed shut, a thunderous sound rattling the walls in a sheer display of rage.

"I warned you not get on my nerves didn't I?"

We are not having this conversation again.

I shuddered, almost shrinking into the wall as he approached with a predatory stride.

I didn't reply. I couldn't. I wouldn't dare.

"Look at me when I'm talking." He growled, with a scowl.

His voice made my eyes twitch with fear, but managed to flickered up and meet his gaze.

"What the hell made you think I didn't know you were there... watching."

I blinked slow, my eyes dropping to the floor involuntarily, unable to hold his steady and unblinking turbulent gaze anymore. My heart drummed in my eardrums, I'm sure Damien could hear it.

"Stop trying to run Rea, your scent gives you away every single time." He approached, slowly and I tried to move away, but the wall was the end of the line. My back had already pressed against the wall and I hadn't even realised until now.

"Your scent gives you away f*****g time. Stop f*****g getting on my nerves." He's close enough that I could feel the heat rolling off him. "You do it effortlessly because you have no idea what that scent of yours does to me."

My gaze stayed pinned on the floor, pretending like I didn't want to just disappear until he's done venting.

Oh god! Not again!

He closed up the space between us finally. "Do you know what you do to me? With that scent of yours?"

"No." I mumbled, nodding frantically, I didn't know what to say, and at the same time, I was too scared to remain silent while he spoke, especially when he was asking those questions that weren't meant to be answered.

His hot, furious breath were now grazing my temples and I looked so small beneath him. "You ruin my focus Rea and that's why you should pay for it." He reached out, his palm closing around my cheek, steady like he owned the right to do just that. The motion wasn't gentle, forcing my face up to his beautifully cruel face. "Don't go out there without my consent, it's dangerous." His tone suddenly lost it's startling volume as he caressed my cheeks, and to be honest, that was so f*****g soothing, just what I needed at the moment, even though I didn't have the right to decide what part of him I get and when.

He pulled me flush against him, hands resting on my butt, squeezing them slightly, stealing my breath in the motion. "Understood?" He asked.

I nodded again, like an animal whi could only communicate with body signs but it wasn't about terror this time; it was a sharp, consuming anticipation; that unexplainable heat of wanting him whenever he was this close.

I stared at him wondering why my body betrays me for such a man and he looked at me the way wolves look at sheep.

"Why are you doing this?" Not knowing what I was asking in particular, if it was about the way he made me feel—the look in his eyes was enough to send a violent shudder of fear running through me yet every inch of me desires him when he came close and worst, when his hands were on me.

"Why I'm doing this?" His lips twitched, betraying the smirk he was trying to hide. "Because you keep pushing me to the edge Rea... and it's driving me insane."

The wolfsbane was all I could think of at this point. If Alpha Damien could feel this way, then I must use it to my own advantage.