The Beta Who Bought Me

Chapter 14 - Nosy Girl

Wolf color? She reread that line a few times. How would they know what her wolf’s color was when she didn’t even know what it was? She was still waiting for the first shift to happen. It typically occurred during the first full moon following a werewolf’s twenty-second birthday, and hers had only been a few weeks prior. The next full moon would be arriving within days.

This was something that had totally slipped her mind since she had been kidnapped. The first shift had the potential to be difficult and painful. She had planned on having her mother’s and pack’s support when it happened to help her through the transition. Without them around, she wondered if she would just be suffering alone when the time came. And did Owen know that she had yet to shift? Would he be there to help her when it happened?

“Nosy, little girl!” A deep voice came up behind her, and Laurel dropped the file like it was on fire, scattering the contents all over the office floor. In an instant, she found herself captured by two strong arms. Owen glowered at her as he scanned the wreckage of her browsing.

“I… I…” she tried to excuse her snooping, but there was nothing she could say.

“I see you found your file,” he dropped his head and spoke lowly in her ear. “Find anything… interesting?” She squeezed her eyes shut as his hot breath tickled her neck and sent her pulse skyrocketing.

“No…” she was barely able to muster the courage to say that single word.

“Lying is going to get you in trouble, girl.” She gasped as he grazed his sharp white fangs across her neck, warning her of the punishment to come if she did not fess up. Her body was betraying her because she didn’t feel fear as much as arousal at his words and actions. What the hell is going on with me?!

“My wolf…” she finally sputtered.

He retracted his fangs and pulled back to look her squarely in the eyes. “Yeah, what about it?”

“How do they know it is white?”

He paused and pulled a sly grin at her question. “Maybe you should be more careful about where you leave your DNA.”

“My DNA?” She stared at him, puzzled at first, but then a fury burned in her chest. “So you’re saying someone took my DNA - without me knowing or my permission - and tested it to find out that I have a white wolf?” She stared him hard in the eyes and pressed her index finger into his firm chest as she continued her tirade. “Why do that at all? Why not just wait until I shift? And what would it even matter what color it is?!” She raised her voice with each question, growing increasingly agitated that someone had violated her in such a manner.

“Too many questions, girl,” he replied warningly, a bitter look on his handsome features. The response only made her fume more. How dare he say that to her?! She didn’t even know half of what was going on, but if it involved her on such a personal level, she deserved to know what she was being used for and why!

“And another thing!” She gritted her teeth in anger at the man before her. “I am NOT a girl! I may still be young, but I am a full-grown woman, dammit!” She hissed in his face. This was the first time she had stood up for herself since being kidnapped, and it felt good. Cathartic, even. But she was ready to throw hands now to keep releasing that pent-up painful energy. She balled her fists and took a swing at him.

He grabbed both of her arms as she tried to meet her right fist with his face and used the advantage of his size and strength to push her back roughly, pinning her tightly between his hard body and the wall.

“Yes, you are a woman,” he said breathily, dipping his head to the spot where her neck met her shoulder and taking a deep inhale of her distinct scent. Her aroma was like jasmine flowers and green tea, but it was also mixed with the scent of arousal that she was failing to hide from him. Angry or not, her body was still seriously attracted to him. His hips pressed softly into her and sparks ignited deep down in her core. She had to stifle a moan that threatened to spill out from how good it felt to have him hold her there.

She suddenly stiffened as the realization washed over her that he was currently holding her in such a compromising position. She wriggled her arms loose from his grasp and put both palms flat against his chest to try to push him off of her.

“Don’t you dare try it,” he growled with his fangs bared once again and gripped her hips with his huge, calloused hands. That only sent further sparks down to her core.

“You are MINE, Laurel, and I can do whatever I want with you. I paid for you so you can serve your purpose, and you are in no position to ask questions!” He barked at her.

But then an evil glint shone in his eye.

“Unless you want some punishment?”