Chapter 27 DALIA
DALIA
I leave Leon's room and walk back to my room. I left him to eat his food. He said that he doesn't like people watching him eat. When I get to my room, I meet Ezekiel. I think they are done with the council meeting. But why is he in my room?
“Why are you here?” I ask sarcastically. He looked up at me. He's sitting on the chair at the center table while pressing his phone.
“This pack house belongs to me, including all the rooms and everyone living in it.” He replies nonchalantly.
I roll my eyes. “I don't belong to you and as long as I'm occupying this room, it's mine and you are not allowed to enter here without permission.”
He smirks as he stands up and covers the distance between us. I really hate it when he gets too close. Can't he speak while sitting there?
“This is why you are an interesting, little monster. You are so stubborn and fearless too.” He's damn too close, I can feel his breath on me. I step back, he steps forward. I step back again and he repeats his action. Before we know it, I'm trapped on the wall with him caging me.
I gulp down, trying to control how fast my heart beats while I avoid looking into his eyes. They are just so beautiful and mesmerizing. I can get lost in them. And why is he so handsome? Isn't it a crime for an asshole like him to be this handsome.
“You seem nervous, little monster.” he leans close to my ear. He purposely licks my ear making me shudder. “Do you still think about the kiss?”
Something snaps in me. Who the fuck does he think I am. He thinks I'm a needy whore who will allow a bastard like him to treat me with disrespect?
I ignore the ache between my legs and push him away. I feel that way because of the mate bond, it's something I can't help and I won't give him leverage on it.
Pushing him creates a little distance between us and I use the opportunity to slip away and move to the other side of the room.
“Jokes on you big bad Alpha. That kiss did nothing to me. In fact you are such a bad kisser that I quickly erased the kiss from my mind for my mental health. I would be traumatized if I remember that the kiss I had with my mate is the worst kiss I've ever had.”
I smirk seeing the anger on his face. He looks enraged. I believe no one has tampered with his pride like this before. Well, that's what he gets for being a dick.
And for clarification. He's the best kisser I've ever known, but he doesn't need to know that. And I hate the fact that he kisses so well.
I wasn't expecting it, but the next thing that happened is that I'm thrown on the bed while Ezekiel is hovering above me. His angry eyes staring at me while he uses his body weight to pin me down. Fuck! I can't move.
“Get off me.” I snap and try to push him away but it feels like I'm pushing a wall. I want to use my power on him, but one of the conditions he gave me in order to stay here is that I won't use my power on him or any of his pack members in a wrong way. But seriously if he doesn't get off me, I will fuck that condition shit.
“You said that I was a bad kisser. Why don't I improve using your lips to learn?” he says with a smirk. I gulp down. I can't let him kiss me, not in this position. What if I lose myself in the moment. Whenever he's close to me, he clouds my judgment. He makes me not think straight, and I hate it.
He moves to slam his lips on mine but I take my face away. It's taking all my will to resist this kiss while my whole body is screaming to take it. I can't believe this is how the mate bond feels. I hate that shit. Why do I even have to feel it? It always makes me think with my body and not with my fucking brain.
“I'm not your toy, Ezekiel. I won't allow you to kiss or touch me sexually when you haven't accepted me as your mate.” I'm really having a huge fight within myself here. My body wants to yield, especially the feel from the sparks that erupt through the contact of our skin and his intoxicating scent that's filling my senses, and also the feel of his hard on that's pressing on my pelvic area.
I don't know why he hates my mother, but I know quite well the hatred is also directed towards me. So I know that whatever he feels for me is because of the mate bond. But he's just so stubborn. Why can't he just give in to it because he can't win over it. He said that he hates me but he's always worried about me. He's jealous when I'm with another man. He said that he wants to kill me, but he loses his mind when I'm hurt even a little. What makes him think that he can fight something so strong like that.
Well, let's see how long he will fight the mate bond. From the look of it, I don't think it will take long.
Well, if he thinks that he can fuck me while saying he doesn't want me, and I will let him then he must be delusional.
“You are my mate, and I will do whatever I want with you,” he says with a taunting smirk.
“You are out of your mind to think that I'm a little weak thing you can bend to your will.” I blurt out and push him with my power as he goes flying towards the center table.
Fuck the condition. I know I promised, but fuck it.
He stands from the broken table with a smirk on his face. I was expecting to see anger and for him to retaliate, but he just dusted his clothes.
“You are a really interesting little monster,” he says. That smug smirk I want to wipe still on his lips. “You break your promise, we will still get back to that. For now, I have something to take care of. We will continue where we stop.”
He turns and walks away. Okay, now I think it will be better if he fights back. That smirk on his face does nothing to calm my anger. Rather it makes it worse.
“Urghh… I really hate him!”
I stare at the broken table. How dare he mess up my room and just walk away. I'm so angry right now. I need something to distract myself and cool down, and I think touring the pack will help. I need to find Nikolai.
I walk downstairs to find Nikolai, but I see Ezekiel hugging a lady. There's a huge smile on his face. I've never seen Ezekiel smile that big. He looks comfortable with the lady.
Are they close? Who is she to him?
They disengage from the hug and he places a kiss on her forehead while still smiling so lovingly at her.
I feel something in my heart as I place my palm on my chest. What's this feeling?
Wait….. don't tell me I'm feeling jealous right now? I must be out of my mind. Why will I be jealous because of that dick head?
“I miss you so much Kiel,” the lady says with a bright smile.
The pet name she calls him didn't go unnoticed by me. How close are they?
Ezekiel is about to say something, maybe to say I miss you too, but the lady's eyes flicker towards me as she asks, “Who is she?”
Ezekiel looks at me “She's my guest.”
I scoff at myself. What was I expecting? That he will say that I'm his mate?
But why does it hurt?