Silver POV
The hot and fragrant water seems cold to me compared to a single glance of the arrogant one who holds me tightly in his arms. Long and cheeky fingers lazily walked over a traitorous n****e and cold shivers shook my helpless body. A liquid flame creeps between my thighs and I moan involuntarily when I feel his greedy mouth on my neck. He gently turns my head and crushes my lips in a devastating kiss. I melt in his embrace and my whole body is engulfed by a flame of desire. I feel like I'm drowning in a sea of passion when he whispers hurting me.
Now we will play a little. Probing hands roam my body and I feel myself giving in little by little. The need to unite to the end and mark each other is growing more and more. A small voice is heard in the mind whose reason has already gone completely and the memory of those weeks of agony wakes me up more like a cold shower. I put my hands on my chest as hard as a rock and grit my teeth.
"Enough! Get out! You've played enough these weeks."
He looks at me confused and when he realizes that I'm serious, a cold anger takes over him and he hisses venomously.
"What the hell does that mean?" I don't let myself be impressed by the red color of his eyes, angry alpha eyes and I continue undisturbed.
"I admit, your caresses bother me and I love you, although I don't feel proud at the moment, but I have nothing to do. But my mind rationalizes a little more. I would like to wipe everything that happened with a sponge, forgive you and I'm starting over, but I can't. You still haven't won my trust even if my heart is completely yours. And now I'd like you to go out, I want to finish my bath."
I can't read anything on his face, it's a rigid mask that somehow gives me chills. I would have preferred screams, anger, anything but the coldness on his face.
He gets up from the water and with lazy movements wraps a towel that seems tiny on his swollen thighs. Before going out the door, he turns around and says decisively:
"Five minutes, after that I'll come and get you out of here."
I remain speechless in front of his stupidity and arrogance. "What the hell mother, now she gave me a deadline to finish my bathroom?", I muttered angrily.
"You're a bastard", I can't resist sending them through our communication channel.
"Three minutes and I'll come" is the answer I get and it suddenly prompts me to finish my bath. How insensible he is, I believe he is able to get me full of soap.
"What the hell......There isn't a towel in the whole bathroom and I swear there were at least four."
He takes my mouth in advance and I shout at the top of my lungs:
"Aiden! You bastard!"
The door suddenly opens and Namila appears with a huge grin on her face.
"Is that what you're looking for?"
I swear, I would kill him at this moment, even full of water, naked, I pass by him, ignoring the piece of material that was waving at me in the distance, through my face.
"You have a cool ass," I hear behind me. I get annoyed and start looking desperately for something to cover myself.
In two steps I feel him next to me and he wraps me tenderly in the fluffy material. I try to move away from him, but I am firmly caught in his huge arms.
"Easy kitty, sit tight and let me wipe you. I want you healthy."
"And why am I asking?"
"Even if you don't want to admit it, you want me too. We'll make love, love, as soon as possible. You'll be mine, only mine. And you also know that I'm not a very patient guy. I got over it with you a long time ago the limits but I love you and I don't want to hurt you more."
"I'm not your possession! I can be with whoever I want." guy annoyed by his arrogance.
A wild growl is heard in my ear and I feel my bones shattering in his grip. I moan helplessly in the death grip and simply tremble when I hear the words:
"Don't even think about cheating on me, I'm going to make you wish you were dead."
I cringe when I hear this threat and I know he is serious, although I could never deceive him.
Just the thought that another man would touch my body apart from him makes me tremble. I never wanted someone else, not even when we were not soul mates. It was and is my first and last love. He knows it too, I know it too.
"You really think I could ever cheat on you." I tell him scared.
"No! And I don't want to think about something like that. You would destroy me and I would destroy you. Don't even say it as a joke. You are my life, you are my soul mate."
Gradually his voice softens and loses its hardness. His eyes like jade burn in flames that convey to me countless feelings, love, anger, your desire, possessiveness. He is the Supreme Alpha, he is my soul mate, he is the strongest man. Even if I dominate him sometimes I do it because he lets me. With sure and determined movements he puts me in bed and I wake up clinging to his huge body without a thread on me.
I don't dare to say anything after the previous scene. Warmed by his protective arms, I let myself fall into a deep sleep not before feeling his hot lips tenderly kissing the top of my head.
Over the following days, our relationship became closer. Slowly, slowly, he weakened the control he had over me, allowing me to soar alone in the clearing that became dear to me. There I spent hours playing with the smallest members of the pack. It was the place where I felt the best and I made many friends among the mothers who looked after their babies. I often had my arms full of small children, yearning for mine. My body had regained its former vigor and shape under Aiden's careful supervision.
It was a day like any other and nothing predicted the misfortune that was about to happen. As usual, in my arms was the green-eyed little boy who had stolen my heart. His crystalline laugh resounds throughout the meadow when I gently run my fingers over his fragile ribs. He was melted when I tickled him and I was melted after his happy chattering. Our moment of joy was interrupted by the screams of the children and the shouting of the mothers.
At least twenty unknown men have invaded our little corner of paradise. The harsh and bellicose appearance let us understand that their thoughts are not peaceful at all. They were a pack of murderous rogues.
The she-wolf in me immediately made its appearance and leaving the child in its mother's arms, I suddenly transformed. I felt my eyes turn red, the color of an alpha. The noise we launched was so horrifying that they took a step back. Out of the corner of my eyes I noticed how our little group rearranged itself: the older children protected the younger ones and the women stood around them, transformed. My size and immense anger gave me courage and I advanced towards the men who had violated our territory. I felt no remorse when I killed the first two in a flash. The beast in me had taken complete control and in those moments I stopped thinking. My only thought was to defend and kill the enemies.
My scream was heard for the first time as a light burn touched my ribs, doubling the rage in me. Women also threw themselves into the fight, impelled by animal and maternal instincts. The fight didn't last too long, only one man remained in front of me, otherwise the only one who didn't transform.
His crazy grin crept an unexpected fear in my body. The images of him pointing a gun at me came as if in slow motion. A terrible pain in the left side of the chest knocked me off my feet. I only got to see how one of the women tore his neck and a red mist clouded my vision. With the last of my strength, I called out to my soulmate in thought and fell into a dark abyss.
"Aiden!"