Bonded With An Alpha

My mate is a monster

Alvia's POV

"Deacon, is that you?"

"Umm sorry ma'am. I'm at the entrance of your apartment with a package you ordered from the library" a voice at the other end of the call replies

I curse under my breath and try to stay calm.

I avoid eye contact with Miley, I could feel her shocked eyes glare at me seeking answers.

The ride home is quiet as I was in no mood to reply any questions

Miley drops me off at my apartment

"There's a party I'm going for tomorrow. I'll pick you up tomorrow at 6. Love ya" She says as she drives off

I pick up the package I ordered as I enter my apartment.

Too tired to walk, I bounce on my brown pass-down couch and sleep off

I switch off my alarm immediately it rings. I swirl on my bed from end to end

"Yesterday was a stressful day" I say, finding reasons why I should skip school today

I basically sleep through out the day.

"Sleepy head" Miley squeals as she bangs on my door peering through the peephole

"What the f**k! I curse as I stand to open the door

"C'mon, we're late already. Freshen up, I booked a ride. It'll be here in a few. Chap chap" she says walking briskly to the bed and dropping a heap of clothes she brought from her place

"Just for one party?" There's over two hundred dresses on my bed just for one event

"Durh, just pick one, let's f*****g go"

I quickly get cleaned up. I wash my face to get off the sleepy mask.

I settle for the short, black, glittering dress. I tie my hair into a high ponytail, do some make up and wear my favourite white heels

Miley wears some shorts and a pink crop top and a black strappy heels

We set out in hysteria

The ride is about fifteen minutes, we get there just in time

We move towards the door and the sharp, pungent smell of alcohol and cocaine that hit my nostrils gives me a bit of nausea.

As Miley and I enter the club, the booming sound of the music gives me the sensation that my heart was beating in my throat. I swallow a few times to adjust. The club is packed full of people dancing, drinking, kissing and talking, the temperature already causing me to sweat.

Miley takes the lead as she walks towards the bar stand

"Shots!" She screams raising her hands in the air. This makes a few muscular men at the stand look our way, winking and making some really irritating flirty faces

"Miley" I scream over the loud music

"You know I've got classes to attend tomorrow?" I doubt she could hear me, her attention is focused on the bartender making me fear she was already drunk before drinking

"Eight shots of tequila pleasee" Miley yelps

My head snaps to Miley wide eyed "You're crazy, No way"

"I can't have this break twice" she cheers taking her first shot

Miley hands me a shot and I huff taking the small glass close to my mouth. I tilt my head, close my eyes and gulp letting the battery acid like substance slide down my throat causing me to Wince

"It's awful" Miley whimpers sticking out her tongue and gagging

"You bought it, we better finish it early" I say taking my second shot, stomping on the ground vigorously trying to distract myself from the foul taste

"That's the spirit" Miley screams in excitement

After shotting the rest of the tequila, I gaze at Miley, her eyes glaze over. Its obvious the alcohol has started having effect on her

I couldn't focus on one thing at a time, everything looks shaky, was everyone staggering or its just me

"Wanna dance?" Miley says staggering

"Yes please" I scream wobbling trying to find a balance. Its difficult as Miley drags me up

We make our way over to the dance floor, the alcohol making it harder to walk. We squeeze past people, ducking downs we could fit between the people dancing and kissing.

I play with my hair, moving my body to the beat, the alcohol letting me loose and feel carefree. Miley, laughs at me, whining her waist and screaming attracting the attention of not a few men. One eventually lures her for a dance, leaving me to dance with myself

I continue moving and I suddenly feel a grip on my waist, dragging me closer and pressing me against his crotch.

My normal reaction would be an instant blow but the alcohol sure affected that.

I whirl round and I stare at the green eyes and the muscular body and his smile makes me comfortable as we move in symphony

"I'm so gonna get laid tonight" I mumble

I could feel my ovaries dance in ecstasy.

We continue dancing close bodied for a while.

I begin creating nasty thoughts in my head.

Suddenly, I feel a strong grip on my right arm. Before I could say a word, I am dragged out of the dance floor and pushed towards to the back exit. The alcohol clears my eyes and my heart is filled with fear.

"What the f**k are you doing? Let me go!" I yell wiggling my hands from his strong grip.

Once we get outside, he pushes me against the wall making my head collide with it causing me to snivel. I look at the asshole doing this to me

My fears increase as I notice they were no streetlights save the dim light from the club and no one walked by. Even if I should shout, zero to none will hear me because of the music.

All my fears are washed away as I look into his fiery eyes which turns black. I am hit by the most beautiful scent and I immediately start to feel tingles through out my body. A million butterflies roam my stomach making it rumble. He keeps staring at me causing my legs to get weak.

All the anger and revenge I had in mind just melts

"What are you doing? Dancing with that guy" He growls.

I have never seen him this angry. He places both hands on the wall locking me in between.

"That's none of your business mister" I reply flatly, anger building up within me.

How dare him? After leaving me like that for days, he just shows up asking stupid questions

He has no right to demand any explanation from me, he doesn't own me. I don't even know him

"You are mine, my business, mine to dance with, mine to touch. No one else! You belong to me. How dare you go around, letting men touch you like that? Are you that cheap? The bone head should be grateful I didn't crush his f*****g skull."

He fumes, his eyes getting darker. He clutches his fist hitting them on the wall in anger

" I don't belong to anyone! No one! Definitely not you! It's my body, I do with it as I f*****g please" I scream in anger. Him being my alleged mate gives him no f*****g right to control my life.

I hate this, I hate it. f**k him. f**k Mayfair

"I own you, you do as I say" he orders

"You're definitely on some cheap stuff. I ain't doing that, I don't f*****g know you" I yell at him

"You sure know who I am" he smirks getting me angrier

For the past two days I've been thinking about this jerk and I regret every second spent thinking about his sorry ass

I feel shivers running down my spine. My body is betraying me at this crucial moment. How dare she?

I try to get out of his grip but my body's too weak to resist.

Oh God, am I gonna be killed by my mate? I stare at his black eyes and emotionless face. I didn't know what to do with this type of Deacon.

I got tired of struggling and I just stand still, tears drooling down my face, Praying someone, anyone would just come take me away

I feel his grip getting looser after staring at me emotionless.

He lets go of me and I'm to weak to run so I just remain in that position.

I could not phantom what just happened. My mate is a monster. I could hear my breath come out shakily. My heart beat suddenly sounds louder than the music. I feel different things but love was definitely not on the list.

"Let's go, I'm taking you home" he says after the awkward silence

"You've got to be shitting me" I manage to say making sure I express enough anger

"How does that brain of yours work? I'm not following you anywhere, sicko" I continue

"I don't want to force you, I'm gonna get your friend and I'll drop you home, is that clear?"

I can't do this, he can't just go around ordering people around. This isn't his pack or something

Before I manage to say a word, he goes back in the club to get Miley

He gets Miley, drunk and wasted and orders me to go the car

The car ride is quiet, obviously.

How in the world did he even know I was there? He ignores me for days and shows up out of the blues causing a scene

I've always believed in love and this is what mother earth gives me- a heartless mate?

Thumbs up

I dream about my future relationship everytime, being with my Prince charming after he must have chased me with flowers and chocolates and good music.

I have had imaginations of us going on trips, looking at the sea, walking on the beach, visiting aquariums,museums.

And this is what I f*****g get. I'm so pissed

He drops me and already sleeping Miley at my apartment. I'm grateful Miley has passed out, I don't know how I'll explain everything to her. I hope she totally forgets everything by the time she wakes up

"I feel I was too rough on you. You'll understand with time" he says as he opens the door

"You feel? I have bruises as proof" I whimper cleaning the little tear coming down

"Can I help you treat it? So it doesn't get infected " he continues

"No! f*****g no. I don't want to see you ever again. Please just stay away from me" I fire back

"What can I do? " He says with remorse

" Nothing, just leave." I snap turning to lock the door after laying Miley on the bed

He turns to leave

"Wait, you can do something " I say

"Come on in, you have alottt to explain mister " I continue, happy that I have finally found a chance to clear out my doubts.