Chapter 39

Lila’s POV.

The men still had their feast when I returned to my new room. The guards readily opened the door the moment they saw me walk up to it.

“Would you want anything?” They asked. It was probably because of their fear of the alpha, as they had somewhat questioned his orders.

I shook my head slowly as I walked away from them, heading inside the room. I shut the door behind me, panting, as I had almost pushed Kyril away from me because of what I thought.

The door creaked open just as I bent to think about my misery. Alpha Hector walked into the room, holding a wine jug and he reeked of alcohol.

I closed my eyes, hoping he would not see me in the meantime. At least give me some time to prepare myself for what torture and horrors he had prepared for me.

My thoughts were not in line as I felt a breeze stirred by my side.

“What is my Luna doing, sitting on the floor when she can have what chair she desires, or the bed even, made by the finest of bedmakers?”

I open my eyes, gazing into Alpha Hector’s eyes. No scream could escape my lungs to help me release the fear from my heart as I sat up, placing my palm against the wall.

“Come on, take my hands,” he said as he stood up, stretching his hands before me. “The ground is no place for the future Luna of my pack to make her throne.”

I placed my hand on his as he pulled me up. He smelled like alcohol, drenched by it, but he did not act like a man who was drunk. He led me towards the couch, nudging me into a chair before he walked to the fire, pushing logs to make it burn brighter and hotter.

“The snow is coming and I’m pretty sure you feel cold,” he said as he continued to add logs to the fire.

I felt cold, but it wasn’t because of the weather but because of him, and I could not tell him the source of my fears.

He turned towards me, smacking his palms to clean them of the dirt gathered from the woods. “Do you know why I asked you to come in here?”

“It was definitely because you wanted me closer to you for your use,” I said to myself, but shook my head in reality, watching as he turned away from me, taking a swing from the wine jug.

“It seems I’ve been a terrible lover to you since you came into my pack and into my castle,” he said, wiping his lips with the back of his hands.

“Do you notice that now, or you just want me to lower my guard?” I said to myself, watching as he took off his shirt.

I had not had the time to look at him since whenever he came to make love with me. It was either a fight or I just let him do what he wanted and got away from him, but I stared now at his body.

He was not drunk at the least, which meant he poured wine purposely on himself to get away from the group he was with. He wiggled his finger, gesturing I came to him.

I stood from the chair, but he moved away, walking towards another door and I could tell it was the bathroom, as I had seen something glint in the distance.

He stepped inside the bathtub, moaning as he sat in it. The water bubbled with his weight while his hands held to the side of the tub.

“Come closer.”

I swallowed hard as I walked closer to the tub, kneeling next to him.

“Help me wash,” he said as he handed me a soap.

I nodded, taking the soap from his hands to wash his body. He closed his eyes, relaxing his head while I cleaned him. I did my job thoroughly, feeling him harden as I got to his crotch, but he did nothing, lying down until I finished with my cleaning.

He opened the sinkhole, letting the soapy water drain away until it was only the foams left on his body. I walked away, pulling some bucket of water left by the maid. My next job was to wash off the soap water, which I did, cleaning much of the soap before I filled the bathtub to let him rinse properly.

He came out, turning around while I placed the towel on his shoulders. His hard-on was still visible, but I ignored it, trying to clean his body.

“Your turn,” he said as he took the towel from my hand, turning around to face me.

I widened my eyes, surprised by his orders, as I did not understand.

“Come on, undress. I have to wash you.”

I blinked twice to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. “I should?”

He nodded his head as he tied the towel, walking around me. I could feel his hands on my shoulders as the sleeves fell away. This was one of the less severe things he had done to me as I felt the wind blow over my naked body.

I stepped into the tub according to his bidding while he filled it with water. His eyes held a different gaze, less cold than how I knew him to be, as he took the soap in his hands.

“You haven’t answered my question or you feel I still have some torture left for you,” he said as he kissed my neck, rubbing the soap sensually over my body.

“I do not know the reason you had Lady Helga move my things inside your room.”

He chuckled, but he did not stop rubbing the sound over my body, making sure it foamed in the water. “Not like I wanted to force you to move inside my room, but I’ve been a terrible lover, as earlier mentioned, and I want to make it up to you.”

I nodded my head, feeling his hand slide to my breast. They cupped around that area, rubbing it far longer than others and I felt it tingle.

“I want to make it up to you, but I do not know how.”

His voice was like a purr as he whispered into my ears. Even I did not know how he would make it up to me. His words stirred within me a feeling I did not know existed in my heart towards him.

I turned to look at him, hearing his breath turn raspy as his hands slipped past my stomach and towards my pussy.

His lips found mine as his fingers slipped into my pussy, fingering me slowly. He pulled away, gasping for air. My legs felt hot, wanting more of his thrust.

I stared into his eyes, feeling something of care slip past him as both hands slipped around my waist, pulling me out of the water.

He stood, watching me with a loving gaze and I’d admit my legs shook underneath his gaze.

“I think it is time I showed you what it means for me to love you. For me to call you mine,” he said as he wrapped his hands under my butt, pulling me to his body before wrapping my legs around him.

I could feel his hardened dick against my pussy as his towel dropped to the ground, leaving the both of us naked and water dripping from my body to his.

“Would you let me love you?”

“Was it betrayal towards Kyril?” I thought, but his movements shook my thoughts as he swayed me around, sucking on my neck. I moaned out in pleasure, feeling my head drop on the soft bed.

“It wasn’t betrayal. I was only performing my duty to my mate.”