His To Possess

Stubborn

Ronan

She's stubborn, oh, so stubborn. And he loves it. He loves the way she pouts her lips in disapproval, the way she always tries to look bigger, dangerous. She always stares straight into his eyes, lowering them down just in time to not get punished for disrespect. Her dirty little mouth irritates him, though. He's not used to people talking back to him, defying him. And he won't tolerate it, especially from her.

His wolf inside him is restless, wanting to claim her, mark her as his in every possible way. He was satisfied when he bit her, but the look on her face, the feeling marking her gave him... He wanted to throw her in his bed right there, but she looked so very tired. And he didn't want her to pass out in the middle of the fun. So he left her in the bedroom alone, telling her to sleep and giving her a direct order to stay in that room. Not trusting her, he locked the door, shifted, and went for a long run to clear his head.

Now he's dragging her down to the kitchen where some females gathered to make breakfast for the pack. Eira was definitely not the morning person. When he came to the room, she was already up, but she was moody and didn't want to go with him, pouting those lips of hers and telling him she was not hungry. So he grabbed her hand and dragged her to the corridor, with Eira screaming and kicking. One look was enough for her to shut up.

As they came to the kitchen, all the females lowered their heads, baring their necks in respect. Eira should learn this behavior too. ''You'' He turned to his mate, finding her eyeing the people around her. ''Stay here, don't even think of running off, you understand?'' ''Yes,'' she almost hissed through her clenched teeth. ''Behave,'' he added and went to the training rooms outside.

*****

Eira

All the females were looking at me now. Damn, this whole place makes me so uncomfortable. One of them walked straight to me, her midnight hair braided in a nice French braid. ''Hey, new one!'' She smiled at me and put her cheek to mine, greeting me, taking my smell in. Others came to me too, wanting to meet me. I cautiously let them do this, but the fact that they all took in my smell was not very beneficial for my escape plan. They could easily pick my scent and try to hunt me down when I'm getting my ass out of this place.

''Why don't you sit down? You look starving, the food is almost ready,'' after all the introductions, the midnight hair girl, Hanna, said. I nodded and headed to the big table. Then the door opened and the males started to fill the room in. A few of them went straight to the girls, definitely their mates, kissing them passionately, hugging tightly. Oh for god's sake, please keep your pants in place.

Ronan came, too. His eyes went straight to me, bending his one finger telling me to come. The memory of last night came to the surface and my body subconsciously clenched. My wolf, however, was instantly up and jumping around, eager to get closer to her mate. Calm down, goddammit. 

Narrowing my eyes, I slowly, reluctantly came to him, sitting on his left. It was intimidating, to say the least. This man scared the crap out of me. Finally, everyone sat down too, waiting for Ronan to take his first bite, chatter filling the room.

I looked around the table, trying to decide what to eat. I was hungry but the thought of eating with these people made my stomach turn. So I picked some fruits and started slowly eating. Hanna was sitting next to me and beside her - her mate, assuming from the way they were kissing five minutes ago. He was shooting glances, smiling at her once in a while, being all romancy and stuff. I'm trying to eat, dammit. Ronan was talking to a man on his right, most likely his beta. I silently thanked God he wasn't paying much attention to me.

''So, have you already seen the grounds?'' asked Hanna, leaning to me. Dude, I don't give a crap about this land, I have no plan of staying here another day or two. ''Uh, no, I haven't'' I say instead, keeping my true thoughts to myself. ''Cool, I can show you around if you want''. Now when I'm thinking about it, it seems like a good idea to check this place, see what weapons can be used, find a nice route to quietly escape...

''No, she's coming with me'' Ronan interrupts. Yep, I'm sure as hell I don't want to check the territory. I feel his hand landing on my thigh, slowly caressing it. Am I really want to say something to him? Am I really want to unleash his wrath on me? Am I... I stop in the middle of a bite, lift my head, straighten my back and slowly turn to him. ''Don't. Touch. Me''.

The whole room gets quiet. Well s**t. I will definitely regret this.

Ronan stands up. I suck my breath. He grabs my neck. I, on the other hand, think I will pee myself. He then flings me to the door with such force my whole body rattles. I push myself up, trying to collect myself. But Ronan shoves the door open and kicks me outside, coming to me again.

Am I going to regret this even more? Yes. Am I going to get killed? Also yes. But I still stand up, call the storm inside me, my wolf, raging from such humiliation, is ready to fight, and I shift. I am so angry I see red. With my teeth bared, my hackles raised, vicious snarl escaping my throat, I attack.

The stupid fucker didn't expect it this time and my teeth sink deep in his arm. He yells, smashes my head with his other arm, and as soon as I release, he shifts too. But I am not scared, I am no coward. I attack him again, biting his shoulder, ripping the skin, tearing the muscles. The taste of blood fills my mouth and somehow it feels wrong. I see others shifting too, but the brown wolf growls, commanding them to stay put. Good, I won't have to deal with others.

Ronan doesn't hold back, too. He latches on my neck, shaking my whole body with his grip. But I am no pup. I raise my claws and s***h them through his belly. Blood floods down both from me and him, making the grass slick. It's a fight till death.

Even with his belly cut open, Ronan doesn't let go. He shakes me violently again, my bones rattling. I fight for my life and manage to kick his front leg. He stumbles, releases his grip a little, and in the instant, I'm free. I don't wait, I jump on him again, this time targeting his throat. But I'm too slow. He avoids me, jumps on me, pushes my body to the ground, and grabs me by my throat. 

And just like that, I'm ready to die. I stop struggling. I feel... Calm. Waiting for a killing blow, peace consuming me, I'm ready to meet my father.

It never comes. The bites, on the other hand, do come. The brown wolf bites me again and again, not enough to kill, but enough for me to finally learn from my mistakes. I try to defend myself, but damn, he's too strong, too big, too fast. He will always win. As soon as he stops, I try to rise, only to be met by widely open full of sharp and bloody teeth mouth. 

Finally, I hear everyone leaving. The beast releases me, still growling. He then stands about two meters away from me, head lowered, ears pinned, teeth bared. I try to stand from the mud I'm laying in, but again, the brown one attacks, making me stay still.

We stay like this for what feels like hours. He's pacing around me, daring me to move. But I don't. Everything hurts. My inner wolf is whining by this time, guilty of what she tried to do to her mate. She wants to crawl to him, to lick his wounds, to lay at his feet, baring her belly and neck. I only cry inside.

I lay in this mud, cold spring ground freezing my body. But I'm too frightened to move a muscle. I can hear people coming and going but no one says anything. No one will help. I was ready to die. Just like that. The thought scared me so much I don't know what to do with myself, with this realization.

Finally, the brown wolf comes to me. He's sniffing me, poking me, even stepping over me to see my reaction. I simply lay. Satisfied, he nips me, telling me to get up. I obey. My legs a wobbly and my neck hurts like hell. The wounds are most likely healed already, but I will definitely be sore for a while.

Ronan goes to the forest, not even looking if I follow. He knows I will. My stupid wolf wants to take over so badly it's hard to keep her at bay. I fight her for a while, but I am so tired, so sore, so broken that I finally give up. I simply watch what she will do, emotionless. 

She starts whining. The brown wolf looks at her. He knows it's my wolf in charge - my eyes are emerald green now. My wolf crouches, tail between her legs, eyes down. She crawls to him, inch by inch, whining like a little pup. 

The beast lets her reach him and she starts nuzzling him, licking his bloody fur, rubbing all of her body to his, begging for forgiveness. He doesn't react. My wolf whines again, running around him with her legs bent, looking small, then lays beneath him, baring her neck to him, begging, always begging. It's hard to watch her beg like that.

Finally, he moves. He nips her neck again, not enough to hurt, and licks her bloody face too. My wolf, who couldn't be happier, dances around him rubbing against him, wanting to please her mate. My wolf needed that, it is completely against her instincts to fight with her mate, especially like the way I did - with the intention to kill.

Finally, he stands up and starts running. My wolf follows, dancing around him, trying to gain his attention. We reach the river and after the beast quenches his thirst, I drink too. We run to the south now, checking animal trails, my wolf happily exploring new lands. 

After a while, we go back to the packhouse. I regain my control now. I see a pile of neatly folded clothes o a bench, waiting to be picked. Ronan shifts back, pulling his pants on. He nods to me, letting me shift too. I grab the clothes, quickly dress and wait for him to say something. He simply grabs my hand and pushes me through the door.

As we enter the house, I see people gathered around. Ronan loudly says ''Let this be a lesson to all of you. I did not kill her only because she's my mate. Anyone who dares to defy me will get even worse.'' He doesn't wait for their reaction and pushes me up the stairs and then to a bedroom, which, I realize with dread, I'll have to share with him. 

As soon as the door closes, I'm shitting my pants. He's angry, so very angry. I can almost taste his rage. My wolf whimpers again. This will not end well. Ronan takes a deep breath. Then, very quietly, he speaks. ''Just this once, I'll let you slip. Just this once, you can get away with your wolf begging for forgiveness. I won't be merciful again. You dishonor me again, you get chained like a dog outside. I will make your life so miserable you wish you were dead. Am I clear this time?''

I don't let him know I have already wished for my end.

The authority in his voice is enough for me to nod my head though, my eyes fixed on my feet. 

''Go to the damn shower. You're all bloody''. Well, you are not so clean either. But I do what I was told with no question. I go to the bathroom immediately. I peel all of my clothes, too tired to care about the absence of the door lock.

As I stand in the shower, warm water does almost nothing to calm the misery in my heart. I know I screwed big time today. All I had to do was to let him keep his damn arm on my leg and this would have never happened. I know what he will do to me tonight. I knew it as soon as I failed to rip his throat out. I know he wants me to break me, to show what power he holds over me. My wolf's effort wasn't enough. 

Maybe if I wouldn't been so f*****g stupid, he would have given me a few days. Maybe I even would have time to escape. But I failed myself. And now I must deal with the consequences.

I wait for my panic to rise, to consume me, but it never comes. Pink water below me does nothing to me too. I feel empty.

As I stand under the already cooling water, I hear the door slamming open. I close my eyes. Leaning my forehead to the shower glass, I brace myself for what's about to come. 

I feel his hands snaking around me, ready to crush my soul.