Chapter 33 033
Danica's POV
"It doesn't matter, Alpha. You don't have to apologize to me" I told him after masking the warm feeling that coursed through me with the initial mean glare.
"Then, we can settle this in front of the entire pack!" He replied sternly, grabbing my wrist again in an attempt to pull me along with him.
Was he actually serious?!!!
In front of the entire pack?!
"W..what are you doing?" I exclaimed in a silent scream.
"I'm going to assemble everyone in the Pack and they'll all apologize on my behalf" He said simply like he wasn't talking about asking an entire 'Pack' Not just any pack but one as big as Dark Orchids— to apologize to an omega.
"No, no, you can't do that" I protested, dragging my feet in the ground to resist his strong pull.
"I can" He dismissed my protest and my heart lounged to my throat.
"You can't force me to go there with you. It won't be an apology!" I tried to reason with him and I was grateful when he halted in his steps. However, my relief was short lived when he tightened his grip on my wrist slightly. Not enough to hurt, but enough to leave me at his mercy.
"You haven't even seen it yet. How can you be so sure?" He asked, resuming his steps.
"Fine. Fine.... Apology accepted..." I trailed off, watched him stop dead in his tracks and release his grip on my arm slowly.
"On one condition." I completed the moment he let go completely, his eyes beaming like a child given a candy as compensation for saying the Pack's motto.
"And what would that be?" He asked, the relief in his eyes dimming a bit.
"You'll be stuck with me till the end of today..." I blurted before I could stop myself.
I can't believe I actually said that. But I did and it was already too late to take it back because he heard it. And even if he didn't, I wasn't sure I wanted to take back my words either.
"Fair enough." He muttered, and I didn't miss how his eyes seemed to darken, making my insides flutter.
"No meetings for today... No business and emergencies... Are you sure you can handle that? You won't get fined?" I asked, feeling worried yet sounding sarcastic.
I do want him to stay with me. Sleep by my side until morning with his arms wrapped around me like a silent reassurance that everything would be fine and he would be there to protect me. I've always wanted it ever since the first time. But I didn't mean to say that out loud as a condition to earn my forgiveness... Which he already did with that one simple explanation and apology.
Saying that was meant to push him off. It was meant to make him give up pestering me even though a part of me wished for the complete opposite.
He didn't disappoint.
"I'm the Alpha of the Pack, Dani. I make the rules, make the schedules and call for meetings. I have every right to call off schedules and cancel meetings if it makes someone special to me happy" He said smoothly, sending those annoying butterflies to the pit of my stomach.
No one ever called me special. Not after my mom.
But he did... Sincerely.
The way he looked at me when he said those words... Like I was a jewel he wouldn't ever lose, made my heart pound uncontrollably, painfully yet sweetly in my chest.
So what if everyone thinks he disappeared from his regular duties? It couldn't hurt to be selfish for one day, right?
So selfish would I be!
"What makes me so special?" I asked, taking in the sight of his room... For the first time since I stepped my feet into this palace.
Huge, large, enormous... Bring more words.
And most importantly, Dark!
That was what his room looks and feels like. His room didn't hold off that intimidating feel of this Alpha one bit. It held onto it, revelled in it.
There was nothing really extra in the room. A wardrobe with dark doors that disappeared into the wall. An entrance I assumed to be the bathroom. A majestic yet comfy chair at the center of the room, facing the edge of the bed. A mini desk; when I mean mini... For the likes of Alexander, you can just imagine what that means.
Then there were a few pieces of art. Dark, almost eerie ones. But I didn't flinch.
It almost felt like a part of me. A part of me that's stuck deep with no intention of leaving.
I was snapped back to reality when Alexander towered over me, causing me to back off from the suddenness. I was so lost in the beauty of his room that I hadn't heard him move.
"You want to know what makes you so special?" He asked, voice teasing yet deep as he closed the gap between us and successfully pinned me to the wall.
"Y...yes" I mumbled, eyes fluttering repeatedly at his closeness and lips parting at the feel of his rough hand trailing up my bare thighs.
God, I have to choose more pants than dresses these days... Because this is torture. Sweet, bloodcurling torture!
"You see, Danica... I have no idea what it is that makes you so special. But I came to discover that you really are special to me..." He trailed off, fingers grazing my clothed core.
I arched, biting back a moan.
"I lost count of the last time I ever said the word 'Sorry' to anyone, Little Doc. And for someone who has a good memory, you can just guess how long that is" He continued, fingers lingering, grazing, just enough to drive me to the damn edge.
I arched into his touch, wanting to feel more than just those silly grazes. But then his hand took a hold of mine, pinning them above my head in an inescapable grip.
"So, why don't you just feel? Feel how special you are to me, and let me hear just how much I make you feel..." He trailed off darkly, tearing off my panties and thrusting two thick fingers into my core, so deep I felt my eyes at the back of my head.
"Ale— xander" my voice cracked from the cry that rippled through me.
"Can you feel that, baby?" He whispered, adding one more finger and drilling me like he truly wanted me to feel. And I did.
I did more t
han feel. I was soaring so high, it almost felt like I would get lost if I didn't come down.