Alpha damien

The order

Lyla's POV

I said strip! He repeated but this time it was in a strange sound, he was growling.

The growl echoed in the room making me jump and scared, I heard the Hem of my dress as tears streamed down my face.

Are you going to start removing it or you want me to make you? He asked.

No, I just said.

No? To remove the dress or not to make me assist you in removing it? He said

No. I said simply again in tears.

He began walking towards me and I moved backward away from him till my back touched the wall and I couldn't go any further.

His looks was murderous as he came closer, I noticed the deep scar running down his face disfiguring his face.

No? He said. You dare defy my orders? His voice etched with amusement.

You are such a daring bunny. He said softly, making me look up and I saw the amusement in his face.

You don't have to remove it willingly, I want to see how long you can withstand being pressurized.

He suddenly started moving backward, bringing out a gun from his pants, he came close and banged his hand on the wall.

The gun pointing at my head. I was caged in between his hand on the wall at the right side and the gun at the left.

Tears dripped down my face as the gun pressed into me. I prayed fervently in my mind that he wouldn't pull the trigger.

Suddenly the gun moved down my neck caressing it all the way to my mouth. He stopped at my breast and made me look at him.

Are you trying to protect this he asked smiling, I was already shaking and mumbling, he stared at me and I looked away. Or…. Are you protecting this? He said while he moved the gun down to the point in between my legs.

Immediately I pushed him off. Stop please I began crying very hard with my eyes closed.

Look at me he ordered. I wasn't sure if that was him talking or the voice I kept hearing in my head. I obeyed and slowly opened my eyes.

He touched my teary eyes with his fingers carefully before replacing it with his mouth. I shivered at the contact, it felt so relaxing although it was uncalled for.

Damien took a few steps back, opened a drawer and brought out a towel. Strip now he ordered while turning his back at me.

I thought he was going to remove his clothes.

Strip he repeated.

But why did I cry? Strip and f*****g take a bath, change your smell.

I hate the smell coming from you, it's dirt.

Take a bath, change into my shirts and get to bed.

I stood fixed at a spot not wanting to remove my dress, I did not yet understand a thing that was going on.

Do you want me to force that cloth off your body? If you get me mad I will f**k you till both your legs and you can't walk anymore, so don't get me annoyed.

Now strip for the last time and don't make me repeat myself he shouted turning to me.

Feeling embarrassed I began removing my dress. I looked at him. Maybe he could have had a change of heart but he just etched his brow and urged me to go on.

I remained standing looking at him.

What are you waiting for? He growled.

For you to turn. I said.

When I didn't you never removed your dress he shouted at me. Then he suddenly began moving towards me while I moved back.

He stopped and threw the towel at me before he turned his back.

I quickly removed all the dress on me and wrapped the towel around me before he would turn.

Am done, I said.

He turned to look at me, before pointing at a door.

Go in there and take your bath, I would advise you don't try to escape through the bathroom window. There are sharp objects outside below that would definitely pierced your legs and go up straight to your knee once you step on them. He said scaring me

I stayed on the same spot as if waiting for another clarification from him. I couldn't move past him. I was too scared of him.

His back was already turned at me and he was pulling off his shirt. He removed his shirt and I saw his back. My mouth opened involuntarily when I saw his well structured chest and the tattoo running down his whole back.

I guess you're waiting for me to get old before you get your bath he said.

Erm…I stammered and couldn't find the right word to say.

Get into the bathroom now he ordered and I hurriedly scurried past him. As I walked past him I saw a tattoo on his right arm stating Lycan among us. I wondered what that was but I wasn't interested in their business.

Getting into the bathroom, the place looked so expensive. I sat on the floor and I kept thinking about how I got here. I wondered how I ended up in the house of someone who looks so much like my crush.

Tears swelled up my face and I began crying again. My brother Henry must have gone through a lot of troubles by now.

I remembered what that old man had said. I was an unexpected a*******n.

My mind immediately remembered Tina realizing she's still in that place, my tears increased.

I kept crying, oblivious of the presence beside me. I screamed in horror when I was suddenly lifted up from the bathroom floor, I tried fighting back but Damien was too strong for me.

He dropped me into the tub, opened the tap and poured some body wash in a sponge and began to wash me.

Tired and exhausted, I can do it myself, I said softly.

He suddenly stopped and glared at me. Look bunny, you should be ready to face consequences whenever I ask you to do something and you refuse. Also you do not talk when I don't ask you to else I will f*****g put a damn bullet into your skull and watch life escape your tiny body. He threatened.

No never ever will I put a bullet into your head.

I nodded in response despite hearing the other voice in my head.

He dropped the sponge and walked out of the bathroom. Once I was fine I wrapped the towel round my body and walked out of the door.

I met him standing just outside the bathroom door, I was about walking past him when he pulled me into his arms, he buried his face into my neck, I could feel his hot breath on my skin.

Now you smell better, he said. He released me from his holds and walked into the bathroom.

After he left I sat down on the bed and held my torn dress waiting for a miracle to happen.

The bathroom door opened and he walked out with a shirt. He threw the shirt at me. Without further questions I knew I had to put it on.

Put it on and get to bed. He replied.

Why? I asked curious.

He began laughing, for your information I don't know how to take women forcefully, if I would be fvcking you you would be the one begging me to so now move your little ass and tight p*ssy to bed before you piss me off. He ordered and I quickly jumped into bed covering myself with the duvet after making sure I had crawled to the farthest part of the bed.

Minutes later the light was turned off and I felt his weight on the bed. Almost immediately I heard him snoring lightly.

During the night I could heard sounds of wolves howling loudly that they made me jumpy as the sounds drew nearer

I couldn't sleep a wink throughout the night as I kept hoping for a miracle or probably a creature coming in to kill me.

But neither of it happened.