Seducting Mr Alpha

Chapter 1 Nancy prov I stood outside his bedroom door, my lungs burning as if each breath were my absolute last. My heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my ribs. In my trembling hands, I held a warm mug of coffee, the ceramic burning into my palms. I forced a deep breath. Inhale. Exhale. Come on, Nancy. You can do this. I raised my knuckles and knocked. "Come in," his voice—deep, smooth, and laced with undisputed authority—cut through the heavy wood. I turned the brass handle and stepped inside. Alex sat sprawled across the velvet sofa, a laptop balanced casually on his thighs. He wore a loose silk house robe, left open just enough to reveal the sharp, sculpted lines of his chest and the shadow of his abs. The scent of dark amber, rain, and pure power filled the room. He’s lethal, my mind warned. But my feet kept moving forward anyway. “Your mother said you needed to drink this,” I managed, my voice miraculously steady as I set the mug down on the low table beside him. Alex slowly closed the laptop screen. He didn't look at the coffee. Instead, those piercing dark eyes traveled up my legs, tracking every curve before landing straight on my face. Then, the corner of his lips tugged upward. He smiled. My breath hitched. It was the very first time I had ever seen him smile at me—not a scowl, not a cold stare, but a slow, dangerous smirk that sent a shockwave straight down my spine. “Still on a mission to seduce me, Nancy?” he asked smoothly, his gaze locking onto mine with terrifying intensity. Before I could process his words, he closed the distance between us. In one fluid, seamless motion, his laptop clattered onto the cushion, and his powerful arms wrapped around my waist. My vision spun as he effortlessly lifted me off my feet, carrying me toward the king-sized bed. He dropped me onto the soft mattress and immediately hovered over me, trapping my body beneath his massive, warm frame. “Alex—what are you doing?” I gasped out, my hands pressing against his broad shoulders. He leaned down, his hot breath brushing against the sensitive shell of my ear. “Isn’t this exactly what you came in here for? Isn’t this what you want?” “Stop,” I whispered, trying to pull back as panic clashed with something far more dangerous inside me. He didn't listen. Alex buried his face in the crook of my neck, his lips pressing firm, searing kisses against my skin. “I said, stop…” I tried again, but the words lost all their sharp edges. He trailed his lips lower, tracing the line of my jaw before descending to the curve of my breast. When his warm mouth seared through the fabric, electric shocks shattered whatever focus I had left. My fingers involuntarily twisted into his dark hair. “Looks like you’re enjoying this,” he whispered against my skin, his deep voice thick with satisfaction. “Stop,” I begged, my hands slamming against his chest. I shoved with every ounce of strength I possessed, but against his solid frame, I was no match for him. He paid no attention to my weak resistance. His right hand slid beneath my waist, slipping down until his fingers found the center of my heat. I stiffened in complete shock as his fingers slid against my soaked core. He chuckled, the deep rumble vibrating through his chest as his teeth grazed over my skin. “Looks like you’re already all wet for me, Nancy.” “Alex… ah… stop, please,” I gasped out, the plea turning into a broken sigh. He didn't stop. His hand moved with precise, ruthless rhythm, driving me higher and higher until I couldn't fight it anymore. I lost all control. “Alex!” I cried out, moaning his name into the heavy air. Hearing his name on my lips only drove him wilder. His pace quickened, relentless and commanding, until the edge gave way completely. A sharp gasp tore from my chest as my entire body convulsed, reaching a blinding climax right over his hand. I lay there panting, my chest heaving as I tried to regain my breath—until I saw him bring his hand to his face. Right before my wide eyes, he extended his tongue and licked my release clean off his fingers. A wave of shock hit me. Alex had always treated me with cold distance. He never liked me, let alone touched me. “Alex, stop doing that!” I gasped, pulling the sheets over myself. “It’s disgusting!” He didn't pull back. Instead, he locked his gaze onto mine. His pupils were completely dilated, swallowed by a dark, shimmering iridescence that made the hair on my arms stand up. “You have no idea how sweet you taste…” he purred, his voice dropping an octave into a low, terrifying growl. “…mate.” The breath caught in my throat. Cold horror replaced the lingering heat in my blood. Mate. The realization hit me like a physical blow. Alex had never once called me his mate. He had never looked at me with desire or tried to touch me like this. Foolish me. I should have known the second I walked into this room. I looked toward the balcony window. Glowing through the sheer curtains was the massive, silver orb of the full moon. This wasn't the cold, distant Alex standing over me. It was his wolf—feral, uninhibited, and completely out of control. With a sudden burst of desperation, I shoved against his chest with every ounce of strength I had left. The unexpected blow caught his wolf off guard just long enough for me to scramble backward off the bed. I bolted for the exit, my bare feet slapping against the cold floorboards. My hand reached out, inches away from the brass doorknob— In a terrifying blur of unnatural speed, he vanished from the bedside and appeared directly in front of the door. I slammed to a halt, my heart leaping into my throat. “Please,” I begged, my voice cracking as I backed away from his imposing shadow. “I’m begging you, let me go! Alex is not going to be happy with you for this!” His wolf tilted his head, a dark, sinister grin spreading across his face. “I don’t care. He’s been wasting far too much time marking what belongs to us.” He took a slow, deliberate step toward me. I took a step back, my legs trembling so violently I could barely stand. “Please… just let me go…” “Not on my watch,” he growled softly. Before I could even blink, his hands locked around my waist like iron bands. He lifted me effortlessly off the floor, rendering my weak struggles completely useless. Three long strides later, he slammed me back onto the mattress, hovering over me once more. The sheer shock, the overwhelming scent of his dark aura, and the terrifying realization of what was about to happen crashed over me all at once. Panic squeezed my chest so tight I couldn't pull in the air. Darkness encroached on the edges of my vision. As his shadow bent down over me, my body gave out entirely, and everything went pitch black.