Pregnant For My Second Chance

Chapter 6

Beatrice

“Who are you? And what are you doing here?”

My heart pounded heavily as the handsome young man ignored my statement and walked toward me with a dark gaze. He stared at me menacingly like a predator that wants to feast on its prey.

I felt uncomfortable with him staring at my almost naked body. I clenched the towel to my body in fear even though it couldn't stop him from staring at my flawless skin that was exposed. I glared at her with my heart racing rapidly while wondering who he was.

He shared a striking resemblance with my mate. He looked younger and refined compared to my mate, who looked mature and tough.

“I'm in my brother's room, so I bet I don't owe you any explanation, but I can't say the same for you, since I have no idea who you are.”

“I wonder what a sexy lady like you is going into in my brother's room,” he said and licked his lips seductively.

Before I could blink my eyes and tell him who I was to his brother, he dashed at me and grabbed my neck from behind with his arms, closing the gap between us.

My heart trembled slightly as the familiar scent of my mate crashed upon my skin. I could feel his groin rubbing my back as he pulled me closer to himself with a cold look on his face.

“You'd better introduce yourself before I end your life,” he said ruthlessly.

I tried all I could to shake or move away from his grasp, but it was useless. My strength was nothing compared to his. He overpowered me in every aspect.

“So what? Aren't you going to say anything, beauty?” He asked in a seductive voice. His tone didn't make him look any less dangerous and sexy at the same time.

I swallowed the saliva in my throat and took a deep breath, trying to control the desire that suddenly kicked up inside of me.

“We're too close,” I struggled to speak, and he scoffed, then loosened his grasp on my neck, but he still held me firmly.

“I'm mated with you…” I was interrupted by the sound of the door which creaked open.

“These are the rules and…” I glared at my mate, who suddenly walked into the room with a little paperwork in his hand.

He suddenly stopped after noticing the situation that I was in.

“What are you doing with my brother?” His cold and dominant voice rang loudly as he turned to us. His eyes turned crimson red for a while before returning to their normal blue color. Somehow, I found him attractive and dangerous.

He dashed at me at an insane speed and I closed my eyes tightly while my heart pounded heavily against its ribcage. I opened my eyes slowly and the next thing I saw was his brother being thrown out of his room like trash.

His brother crashed hard on the floor with a heavy thud. His brother staggered back to his feet and walked toward him with a creepy smile on his face.

“Who is she, brother? You don't like bringing girls home, right?” His brother asked, and my mate glared at him without saying anything.

“Don't you ever lay your hands on my mate again,” my mate said coldly, and his brother looked up instantly.

“Your mate? You've found your mate?” His brother asked with uncertainty in his gaze.

“She looks sexy, by the way,” his brother added, staring intently. I glared at him.

Hell with him. I hated the way his brother was staring at me like a ravenous wolf that could not wait to pounce on me.

My mate who was standing beside me suddenly left my side and appeared before his brother. He gripped his neck and pushed him against the wall which cracked open.

“Don't you ever stare at my mate in such a way, or I won't hesitate to gouge out those eyes,” he said dominantly and possessively.

He dashed back at me and grabbed my waist, then pulled me closer to him firmly. My face hit up when I noticed how close I was to him, and I wasn't putting on any clothes. I swallowed the saliva in my throat as I tried to hold the towel around my waist firmly.

“Whatever,” his brother glanced at me briefly, then wiped the blood on his lips before walking away.

My heart skipped a bit as I watched him walk away. I couldn't help but have the feeling that my days in this so-called pack weren't going to be easy.

“He's gone,” I muttered as I glared at his hand that was still wrapped around my waist possessively.

“Oh,” he muttered and pulled his hand away from my waist.

I stared at him for a while before asking him the question that had crossed my mind lately. “I thought you claimed you didn't believe in love or whatsoever. But why were you jealous of seeing me with your brother?”

“Jealous?” He was taken aback by my question.

I nodded my head in response. “What made you think I was jealous? Just because I'm not interested in love, it doesn't mean I'll watch another man come close to my mate.”

“The same way you wouldn't want another she-wolf to come close to me, right?” He asked and stared at me intensely with his blue eyes.

I felt my heart trembling at the sight of his alluring blue eyes that seemed capable of penetrating into one's soul.