Chapter 26

Chapter 26


HECTOR 

“She chose me, so she is mine.” My head is constantly filled with Hudson's voice. Did she really choose him to be her alpha—Hudson is not one to tell lies. And it is confusing to realize that Hunter is a part of this gory drama. 

Her rejection hurts almost as much as my bleeding wound or the strike from the Beta. Any woman I desired has been mine whenever and however I wanted. It saddens me more that my first rejection is from my mate. Was it as a result of the rape attempt?

The last thing I want is a visitor in my room as there is a knock at the door. "Get the fuck off my door or face the repercussions of your actions,"

“Alpha Hector.” She calls, her voice quiet like the serenity that follows a violent storm.

I want to feel her body on mine, breathe in the aroma of her shampoo, and have her close but far away. I don't react since I'm not sure which I want right now, leaving her at the mercy of her choice. 

She enters with a bowl of water and wearing a pitiful expression. She places the bowl on the desk and moves over to my bed. "I learned what the Beta did to you, which was abhorrent. You must be suffering a great deal.”

"All right, you can go now." I look at the ground.

“Don't be chilly; I'm here to treat your wounds.” She sits next to me.

I'm grateful, but no thanks. Please close the door after you.” My rage is coming out in full force.

“Fine. It's not like you merit my sympathy." She gets up.

“Is it the reason you selected Hudson? to retaliate against me?"

"Selected Hudson? for just what? Do we have the freedom to pick whose dick we want in our cunt?”

“Ouch, Aaliyah! Don't act foolish. I observe you entering his room.”

"Because I also need to clean his,"

“and spend a lifetime?”

"Are you watching me like the sleazebag you are? I despise you just as much as Alpha Hudson.”

I hesitate after hearing her final phrase. Yes, she despises Hudson. After what I did to her, it's obvious why she hates me, but what could Hudson have done? And why did Hudson feel the need to conceal her decision? 

She begins to walk away when I grab her hand. "There is no time to lie because I know you feel the same way about me.”

"I have no idea what you're discussing,"

"Let me mark you then."

“Such bravery. You are a beast in all respects.” She pulls away from my hand. 

"Why are people talking about marking me? Yours shouldn't count because you simply need a lady to keep your bed warm.”

I gaze into Aaliyah's eyes, hoping to find some indication of what she felt. The tension between us is palpable, the air thick with unspoken desires. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I held her waist, my fingers tingling with the touch of her skin.

"Please, Aaliyah," I implored, my voice trembling with emotion. "Just tell me that I'm alone in this. That I'm the only one feeling this way."

She remained silent, her gaze fixed on mine. It was as if she was searching for something within me, something that I couldn't even name. I took a deep breath, summoning all my courage.

And then, without warning, I pulled her into my arms. I could feel her body pressing against mine, the heat of her skin igniting a fire within me. I buried my face in her hair, inhaling her scent as I whispered in her ear.

"Tell me," I murmured. "Tell me that you don't want me too."

"I want you inside of me," she said, her voice low and husky. "But not with you forcing your way through."

"Look at me." I support her chin up. "You are free to do what you like, now, tomorrow, or whenever.” I give her forehead a few soft kisses. "Aaliyah, you're my partner. But...” I stop, debating whether to tell her or keep it a secret. "Hunter and Hudson both make the same statement. Can it be possible?”

“That I have no answer to. But you, the strongest of them all, I desire. I want to be lost in your arms, under your wings, have you go rough and hard with me, and have you murmur sweet nothings in my ear all night.” She massages my face.

As she looked up at me with those deep brown eyes, I knew I had to have her. I wanted to spend every moment of the day exploring her body, pushing her to the limit, and making her scream with pleasure.

But she wasn't going to make it easy for me. She looked down at the bulge in my pants and smirked, "There is a but... You have to prove yourself.” daring me and I was more than happy to oblige.

I grab her by the waist and pull her close, feeling her warmth against my skin. I lift her up and place her right on top of my throbbing cock, not caring about the pain in my wound. Her weight was nothing compared to the weight of my desire.

She let out a laugh, the sound ringing in my ears like a symphony. And then she reached down and rubbed my hard abdomen, sending shivers down my spine.

"Not this, silly," she teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief. And then she leaned in and whispered in my ear, "But I'm willing to try something else... If you do it my way.”

And with that, I knew that the ride of my life depends on that 'but’.

"What way, Aaliyah?" I say with an amused gaze. 

"Become the real alpha. You ought to be able to control your brothers' respect and the entire pack.” Now she has her hand on my biceps. "You should not have to compete because you are the oldest.”

In a sense, she is correct. In the first place, there shouldn't be a struggle for the seat. 

But to do that, I need you, my partner, by my side. I express my concern.

"That isn't the case. Because your brothers are equally interested in the seat, these absurd rules were created. Why wouldn't it be handed to someone if no one expresses interest?”

With a gentle touch, she slips away from my grasp, leaving me yearning for her touch. Her words linger in my mind, a tantalizing promise of something forbidden yet alluring.

But for now, she tends to my wound, her soft hands caressing my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I can feel the warmth of her body as she guides me to lay on her lap, and I surrender to her touch.

As she works on my wound, I can't help but let out a low moan, the mixture of pain and pleasure overwhelming me. 

I reach out and grab her, pulling her close to me, and exploring her body with eager hands. She responds to my touch, letting me take her in my grasp. Her soft moans fill the room, driving me wild with desire.

As she continues to clean my wound, I can feel my body trembling with need, she leans in close, her breath hot against my skin.

With a final touch, she finishes tending to my wound, and I am left aching for her. But I know that soon, I will make her mine, and together we will explore the depths of passion and desire.

“What do you mean Hudson was my choice?”

“He's merely a small-time liar. Don't worry.”

“But I truly want to know. The last time I went to clean his room, he almost pushed himself on me because he's been acting strange recently. Are you brothers known for that?”

Furious, I rise off her lap. My eyes turned blood red, "He what? He can punch me in the face with a bloody fist, but touching my mate?" My vibration has caused tension to permeate the air. 

"You'd need your power, my alpha," I said. She asks me to come back while quietly rubbing her lap. "Let me attend to your wound first."

Aaliyah; The bane of my existence.