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DYLAN LINCOLN.
My actions took me aback, I couldn’t believe that I could act so rashly, without thinking. Her scent was tantalizing, I wanted her in different kinds of ways.
It was overwhelming, this is the first time I’ve been so close to anything of flesh and blood before. It’s the first time I’ve ever gotten to perceive the true scent of another person.
Everyone falls to my feet and dies almost at once just from being close to me. I’ve had to maintain a ten feet space from anyone I wanted to talk to and it’s been so f*****g exhausting.
The fact that this girl was here and showing no signs of weakness, the fact that she could withstand my aura was amusing in itself and that’s probably why I’d acted on impulse.
Was I really going to mark her? Just like that? Was I really just going to bring her into the mess that is my life?
“Your smell,” I started as I drew in a sharp breath, it was taking every ounce of willpower that I had in me to keep myself from digging my teeth into her neck.
I could smell her blood, her fear and shock when I grabbed her neck right out of the blue. I could hear the sound of her heart beating and I could also hear her blood rushing through her veins.
It was exciting, I never would have thought that I could ever be this close to someone. Excitement coursed through my entire being, making not just my heart race but my c**k twitch too.
“It’s strange.” I finished as I brought my fangs out, prepared to mark her as mine but restrained myself and stuck with just licking her skin.
I gave her neck a lick so hard that my tongue was almost imprinted on her neck when I pulled away from her. My fist clenched when I saw how pale she had gotten.
She was so scared that she’d forgotten to breathe, her cheeks had a highlight of red and her chest rose and fell when she heaved out a sigh of relief.
‘What are you doing?!’ My wolf asked, he was angry and he was doing nothing to hide his feelings.
My head ached so much that I almost staggered, I knew that it was due to my wolf’s anger. It was also because of him that I’d moved out of impulse and almost marked the slave girl in front of me.
‘Why did you not mark her?!’ He snarled, his anger fueling me and almost pushing me to do things that I actually do not want to do.
‘We’ve been waiting for our mate for years now! Everyone that we know has to maintain a ten feet distance but here she is, our mate, and she also doesn’t have to maintain any distance!’
‘WHY ARE YOU NOT DOING WHAT YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO DO?!’ My wolf’s voice reverberated through my entire being, almost making my insides burst.
I felt excruciating pain from within me, it was hot and almost as if I was right inside an erupting volcano. The scent of the slave girl before me grew even stronger.
It got even more irresistible and the more I tried to restrain myself from doing the things that I have the urge to do to her, the angrier my wolf got and the harder it got to contain my headache.
Fuck! I can’t do this. I can’t mark her, she’s way too weak to be my mate. She wouldn’t last a day if word got out that she’s my mate.
“Like I said, I have no need for a mate like yourself,” I started as I suppressed all the painful feeling my wolf was causing me and I watched as her face fell, the sight made my chest tighten, a sensation I’d never felt in all my years of living.
Everything I was feeling since I came in contact with her has been strange to me. My feelings have been getting so out of hand that controlling them proves difficult, which is strange because ALPHA DYLAN LINCOLN NEVER LOSES CONTROL OVER A WOMAN.
The only time I lose my mind is during a territory war, when I feel displeased with the outcome of a mission I’d placed in the hands of my men and definitely not because there’s a flimsy woman that happens to be my mate.
“But!” I said quickly and her eyes lit up at once, sending a warm feeling through me, “I can keep you safe if you want safety but I’ll never accept you as my mate.” I affirmed.
What is going on with me? Why do I want to care for her while trying to see just how much of her I can actually break?
She opened her mouth to speak but the same look I saw on her face when those men were flocking around her glazed her face again and she thinned her lips as she swallowed.
Just how much hurt is she bottling up inside of her?
“You’ll be my maid, my personal maid since you’re the only one that can get so close to me without being affected but that’s all our relationship would ever be.”
“You can’t touch me without permission and you also can’t speak to me unless I permit you to, although, I know we’d have no problem with the speaking part.” I paused.
“You keep these rules and you wouldn’t have to worry about your safety, you’ll be safe as long as you’re within the four walls of my castle.” I finished.
Her eyelashes batted and shielded her eyes, the same familiar look of sadness, hurt and pain took over her face even though she was forcing herself to smile.
The fact that she was trying all that she could to keep herself from crying was getting to me but the last thing I wanted to do was to make it obvious that she was having an effect on me.
I have enemies flocking left and right, I have people that would do anything to have my head on a silver platter and that’s more than enough.
If it’s just me, I can deal with it. I have no experience whatsoever when it comes to protecting another life.
All my life, it has always been ‘kill or be killed’. I had no time to think about anyone other than myself and I sure as hell cannot start now.
“I—” She slurred, getting my attention as she raised her hand to sign while mouthing along to whatever she was signing and I just couldn’t help but notice how intently she was staring at me.
It’s the first time someone had looked at me like that. Like they genuinely wanted to hear what I wanted to say. She didn’t look scared of me right now, she looked relieved.
“I will agree to stay by your side but only on one condition, Alpha Dylan.” She signed and mouthed, her eyes looking deep into mine as she swallowed and the way her throat bobbed just had different thoughts running through my mind.
“You have to help me fully cure my mutism.” She finished, the determination in her eyes told me that she would really turn down my offer if I didn’t accept hers.
I couldn’t believe it. My mouth opened but I was at loss for words at the way she held her head high despite knowing that I could turn down her offer.
She really has her mind made up already even though I have the upper hand.
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