Episode Four.
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Chapter 4.
EMBER’S POV.
The cold air rippling through my clothes didn’t bring me as much chill as that Man’s word brought me. His cold voice slowly rings in my head. One after the other,
“You are mine now,” he said. With his lips moving seductively as each word hit. Why did I feel this way? Why did I feel goosebumps for a man who practically abducted me and treats me like I’m some item he can own?
None of these thoughts was as scary as me buying into the idea that this was my reality. I had no escape and somehow the option that this strange man had laid out for me seemed to be the most practical thing I could do. He was basically offering to help me till the heat died down at home. But no matter how much I loved to feel safe, I just couldn’t. This strange family of werewolves seemed to be important and I do not intend to be caught messing with wolves. I can’t stay here!
“Are you planning to jump off this time?” The familiar cold voice said, instantly spreading goosebumps deep down to my soul.
“ how…” I tried to speak but I lost words. He looked different. There was a glow around him attracting him to me. He had a look in his eyes that felt like I had known him my whole life. He took bold steps towards me, with each one holding so much gentleness and eagerness to pull me back from the balcony.
“You shouldn’t be standing so close to the cliff, you could fall. And I don’t want anything happening to you,” he said tucking my hair behind my ear,
“You shouldn’t be doing this, you know the law since you’re the Alpha! Moreover, I need to get back to my home, my parents, if they survived they still need me,” I said. He took a deep breath bringing his face closer to mine. He took his hand to focus my chin to look straight in his soft yet stern eyes,
“ Is that what you want? If you want to know about the situation at home, then I can make that happen. I’ll help you find out all you need to know….” He started,
“…but how can you do that? You don’t even know my name,” I said,
“Then why don’t you start by telling me,” he retorted. My breath seized at this, his eyes lingering on my lips awaiting a response. This was electrifying, I had never felt anything like this.
“Uhm… Ember… I’m Ember Walters,” I said,
“Ember… beautiful name for a beautiful girl… Ember, I promise you as long as you are my wife I will protect you, I will protect Everything that is connected to you, just stay… what’s the worst that can happen?” He said,
“Bad things always happen after that statement,” I said to him,
“Look at me… do I look like I’d let that happen? When I say that I would protect you let that sink in your head,” he said, sternly.
“What’s your name? You didn’t tell me yours,” I said softening his mood as he now wrapped his hands gently around my waist,
“I’m… Alpha Thane Draygus, Leader of the Blue-moon pack, Ruling Alpha to the werewolf Realm…. Your husband,” he said placing a soft peck on my lips. Brief but highly effective.
“You look beautiful. I was amazed to see how exhausted you looked, how long have you been on the run?” He asked, picking me up in bridal style as he led us into the room. My heartbeat hastened up at the thoughts that flooded my head amidst trying to search for a way to make my lips work after what had just happened.
“Three days,” I said,
“My sweet… I’m so sorry about that,” he said, walking towards a shelf and reaching for an object,
“I’m stunned…” I started but cut myself short, he turned to look at me with a bottle of oil,
“I would love to help out… with the stress,” he said, getting half of his body on the bed,
“Would it be too soon to request that you take your clothes off,” he said, instantly seizing my breath.
“I just want to give you a massage… you’re mine, I can have you whenever you are ready. I would never force you to do what you don’t want,” he said, placing a kiss on my hand. I was still stuck trying to process what had just happened in the last couple of minutes and here he was trying to give me more things to process.
“I… uhm, I’m fine, I don’t need a massage,” I said.
This prompted him to turn over to my side of the bed. He reached for my shoulders and made the craziest movements on my them as he massaged his fingers deep enough till he relieved me.
“You still don’t want a massage… this is what you’re passing on,” he said letting his hands slowly undress me,
“Beautiful…” he let out softly as he took out every strap on my dress, giving him enough allowance to access my back.
“Lay on your belly…” he said assisting me,
At this point, I felt like I could trust every judgment he had over my life. His hands were tender and held so much love and gentleness. But it was too good to be true that this was happening.
He grabbed the bottle of oil, and with each drop that hit my skin transmitted the heat from our chemistry,
“Are you ready?” He asked placing soft kisses on my back while I held myself back from sending a moan as a response. I chose to remain silent.
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