IN BED WITH THE WRONG ALPHA

8

ROBYN

“You are not just any woman.” His voice vibrated through the room.

“But you—”

“I’m not going to argue with you, Robyn,” he cut me off like I was just a child throwing a tantrum. “You are crying, so I’m staying.”

I glared at him, frustration burning in my throat. But as I stared up into those haunting green eyes, I felt my being shift.

The grief in my chest hardened into anger—one that demanded action.

*Why am I even fighting him?*

He was standing right here in my room—the Alpha Supreme, the most powerful man in the entire Thorne Nation. Leon had lied to me and used me for a year. June had manipulated me and betrayed my trust. My own mother was hiding secrets and treating me like I was fragile. Everyone was using me as a pawn in their own game.

So why couldn't I use them back?

I was done being pushed around. Done being the pitied girl, the betrayed mate, and the victim. If Kane wanted to use my name to test his prophecy and ruin Leon, fine. But I was going to use his authority to take the upper hand and destroy everyone who tried to play me.

I took a step toward him, locking my eyes on his.

“If you want to stay,” I gritted my teeth, “it better be to f**k me. Or you can leave.”

His eyes blew wide and his posture stiffened.

“We’ve played this game before, sweetheart. You know better than to test me.”

I tilted my chin up with a short laugh.

“Are you afraid, Alpha? That if you keep being intimate with me, you’ll actually fall in—”

Before the word could leave my mouth, he grabbed my throat, pulled me forward, and crashed his lips onto mine.

The kiss wasn't gentle like the night before. It was hard, dominant, and possessive, stealing the breath straight out of my lungs. His hands locked into my hair, pulling my head back as his mouth devoured mine.

He lifted me effortlessly and threw me onto the bed. My back hit the mattress, and before I could even draw breath, he pinned me down with his body.

His dark eyes burned into mine, his breath warm against my lips.

“I hope you aren't still sore from last time,” Kane whispered in my ear. “Because I am not used to being gentle.”

In seconds, my pants were off, his hands pinning mine above my head. He pushed into me, hooking my legs around his waist.

I gasped, my eyes wide as he pushed into me, knocking the air out of my lungs.

Before I could catch my rhythm, he pulled back and slammed into me again.

There was no build-up, no pauses, and no mercy. He set a brutal, punishing pace, grinding me into the mattress with every heavy thrust. My head kicked back against the pillows, my throat arching as I tried to swallow down the breathless sounds tearing out of me.

"Look at me," Kane growled, his voice a dark, possessive command against my ear.

I forced my eyes open, staring up into his eyes. They were dark, feral, and stripped of every ounce of restraint. He gripped my thighs, pulling me against his hips as he pounded into me over and over, taking total control of my body until the bed shook beneath us.

The friction was intoxicating. My wolf roared under my skin, driving me to meet him. I reached up and dug my nails deep into his back, dragging them down his sweat-slicked muscles. He groaned at the pain, his jaw clenching as he increased his speed, leaving me completely breathless and drowning in his heat.

He kept going until his entire body locked up, driving deep one last time and shuddering violently as he pulled out of me.

He collapsed over me, his chest heaving, his dark hair damp with sweat as our harsh breaths filled the quiet room.

***

The next morning, I opened my eyes to the sound of Kane sliding off the bed. He grabbed his shirt from the floor, ready to pull it over his head.

My eyes landed on his broad back, taking in the designs I had made on it. Deep red scratches lined his skin.

“Leave it off.” I sat up instantly.

He turned to face me with a brow raised.

“Why?”

"Because I want everyone to see them. It's like a brand. We can give everyone something more to talk about.”

He watched me for a second before his lips curved into a smile.

“You are getting the hang of this, Ford.”

I shot him a forced smile as he grabbed his shirt without putting it on.

“Let me know when you are ready for school and I will come by.”

He walked out immediately, shutting the door. I threw myself back flat on the bed, reaching for my phone.

In my mind, I counted down. About two minutes later, my phone started buzzing as the videos of him shirtless spread around the school.

A feeling of victory crossed my chest. That was one point for me. Next up was June.

Hurriedly, I got dressed for school, then I met up with June in front of the dorm building.

“Hey, I haven’t seen you in...” she began, but I threw my arms around her, pulling her into a hug.

“I am so sorry I was weird yesterday. A whole lot of trouble with Kane, but we made up yesterday and...” I pulled back, looking around. “We had s*x again.”

“It’s been all over the feed!” She gasped, grabbing my hand. “You must fill me in.”

“Come on, I will.” I walked down to class with her, holding her tightly like all was well.

Everyone who manipulated me would pay, and this was just the beginning…