Chained To The Alpha

Chapter 8

The nurse left the room quickly after performing the scan. Nyx could see why: Thorne was staring daggers into her back; it was enough to make anyone uncomfortable. An uncomfortable silence fell between the pair left in the room.

Nyx stared at the floor, each breath dragging more of Thorne’s scent into her lungs. The wet grass smelled faintly of freedom to her wolf. His heart was beating hard, much like her own. Her hands shook a little as she struggled to find something to say.

She said no, she’s a virgin. Thorne’s head was spinning. His mother had always said she was the w***e for the whole barracks of unmated warriors. That they regularly sent her home bowlegged. Fury ran through his body, hot and overwhelming. His only anchor was her scent, the sweet, fruity scent with an unidentifiable undertone. It smelled like heaven to Thorne. She was the only thing keeping him in the room. Thorne found himself standing at the end of the hospital bed that Nyx was still sitting on. His hand inches from hers.

Nyx had noticed Thorne moving; she should have told him to stop, to go back to the corner he was standing in, but goddess help her, she wanted him close. Her heart hammered in her throat. She could feel the heat from his hand against hers already.

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Alpha Henry and the doctor strolled into the room, both grim-faced. Nyx swallowed visibly as she took in the looks on her face; there was bad news coming.

“Miss Morgan, Alpha Henry would like to stay with you and Mr Mitchell while we discuss the findings of the further tests I have done. Do you have any objections to this?”

Nyx looked between the doctor and the Alpha standing at his shoulder. She could feel the colour draining from her face. “W… what’s wrong with me?” she asked nervously, not entirely sure she even wanted to hear the answer.

The doctor sighed softly and pulled up a chair, setting his notes down on the desk. “I won’t sugarcoat this for you, Nyx. The blood work I had done has shown reduced hormone activity and suggests that you may not be ovulating regularly”

Nyx heard the words; she heard the sharp intake of breath from her side, Thorne, she assumed. ‘This is it, Sky,’ she whispered in her head, even in her own head; her voice was only a whisper. Before she recognised what she was doing, her hand reached out to Thorne. She was half expecting him to reject her, to push her hand away, to hurt her as he had done so many times before.

Thorne felt her smaller, warm and somehow so soft fingers gently press into his. He looked down in awe. The electricity spread from where she touched him up his whole arm. He barely contained an indecent moan as the sensations went straight to his d**k. ‘f*****g hell… It’s just her hand… why am I reacting like a virgin looking at a porno for the first time?’ Thorne complained to Eli. Eli responded with a chuckle.

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It had been far too long, and Nyx began to pull her hand back, assuming he didn’t want to touch her. Thorne growled louder, loud enough for Nyx and the doctor to hear. His father stood by the door and missed the sound. He snatched up Nyx’s hand and shook his head, “You never pull away from me, no matter what. understood?”

Nyx’s heart skipped a beat at his words, and her face flushed a deep red. Her hand tightens around his. She was sure everyone in the room could hear her heart as it beat hard and fast in her chest. She could feel the tingle of electricity before, but now it was intense to say the least. She looked over at him before turning her attention back to the doctor.

“What does that mean for me?” She whispered.

The doctor looked at her sadly, “The basic effect is that you will struggle to conceive naturally, if at all”

Eli howled loudly in Thorne’s head. Both Thorne and Nyx paled visibly. Thorne rounded the bed and scooped Nyx into his arms, holding her bridal style against his chest tightly. He sat down on the bed, cradling his Mate against his chest.

Alpha Henry tapped the doctor on the shoulder, “Edward… we should give them a minute,” and the pair of them slipped from the room.

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The door was ajar, but it didn’t stop Thorne from settling back into the bed. Nyx on his lap. His nose was behind her ear in her hair, and he inhaled deeply.

“Ohhh baby”, he groaned lowly, “you smell so good… so f*****g good.”

Nyx flushed deeply, biting on her bottom lip nervously. She held her body stiffly against his, forcing her body upright and refusing to relax into him despite her wolf crying out to let him hold her.

“Why does this feel so good?” Nyx whispered.

“I don’t know, but I’m not complaining”, Thorne replied.

‘It’s the bond… You are meant for each other, why wouldn’t it feel good?’ Skylar told Nyx ‘Stop fighting it and let it happen’

‘But he won’t stay like this… if I get used to this, what will I do when he changes back or rejects me?’

‘He won’t… His wolf won’t let him now’

‘Oh, that’s reassuring, not that he will want to change, just his wolf won’t let him abuse me anymore’

‘You should give them a chance’