Chapter 15
WILSON
Emma Rhysand is a fiery linle thing–one who touches my nerves in more ways than she should.
I had lost it when I arrived back at the pack and heard from my Beta that she had gone out. Emma and stepping outside of the pack aren’t two things that usually go together, so imagine my surprise when she was driven home in a little dress that clung too tightly to her body, drunk and barely recognizing the one who stood before her.
Seeing her in that state angered me more than it should have. I told myself I’d leave her be–try to forget what I saw. But I couldn’t. I just couldn’t and I ended up calling her here.
She appeared before me wearing a hoodie over the same dress I saw her in as she hung off a guy’s arm, reeking of alcohol and his scent. Why? Why did she wear a hoodie over it now! She could go out in her little dress without caring for who sees, but she can’t appear like that before me–is that what she was trying to say?
My emotions had gotten the better of me, and I had no control over my words and actions. Still, you’d think Emma would remain the obedient girl she always seems before me with her blinding smiles and her words of gratitude each time I find myself before her.
But no. Not this time. She snapped, proving stubborn when tested.
Maybe it’s because she realizes I’d never truly hurt her, so she isn’t terrified or intimated by my actions, or maybe she’s just truly lost it like I did. Whatever it was, she dared to glare at me. At her Alpha. Even right as I have her to the tree with my hands pinning hers to the side, her big blue eyes scowl at me until the words leave my mouth and I see her features visibly softening.
We’re so close. I can hear her thundering heartbeats, the sound of her harsh breathing, and each small gasp that leaves her mouth each time I press her arms to the side tighter.
“Do not test me, Emma, I’ll break you,” I mutter to her as my eyes wander over her face. I’m so close–too close and it’s taking every willpower to not let my gaze drop further down. I’d lose it if it does. It did once before and I don’t know how I walked away from her.
This time, however, I don’t trust myself to make that same rational decision, so I settle for the logical choice I just don’t look.
But like I said, Emma Rhysand is a fiery little thing, one who challenges me unknowingly and pushes my buttons.
Her anger has left her and the soft rise and fall of her chest with how labored her breathing has become tells me the air has shifted.
“Alpha,” she whispers the term like she didn’t just mock it and I work my throat at the sound of her voice. Goddess, she can’t call me like that. Not in that tone. Not in that dress of hers. Not when I can feel her thighs against mine and not when I’m barely hanging on.
She’s drunk. Or maybe still sleep dazed is what I tell myself. I woke her up, after all, and she isn’t in the right state of mind.
It’s the excuse I tell myself as Emma’s body pushes from the tree, closing on mine. I catch a stronger whiff of her scent first before I catch another’s and my fleeting state of weakness disappears; the irritation returning. I shove her back into the tree. putting a distance between us. Emma doesn’t expect it and her eyes widen. Even more, as I say, “You got me? Disrespect me one more fucking time and I’ll break you.”
She blinks twice before the reality of the situation clicks and that fire is back in her eyes. She hisses through her teeth, “Let go of me.”
“Say it,” I command, and her eyes narrow like she’s clueless, but I know she knows exactly what I ask her. She just wants to be stubborn.
“Emma,” I release her arms from her sides to tack her hands to the back with one of mine and Emma gasps, her chest rising when I trace my other hand to her neck. My breathing stutters when the pads of my fingers graze against her skin and I feel her throat move. I resist licking my mouth as I lift my hand higher and tip back her head, my touch resting on her chin. “Say the words.”
“Yes. Alpha “She voices, obeying me faster than I anticipate and I should release her, but I don’t. I let it go for a second longer, holding her gaze as I have her remain in the position. She doesn’t remove her eyes from mine and when I feel her pulse starts.
13
Chapter 15
to quicken, I finally let go and take a step back, patting the much needed distance between m
“Go back to heil” The words feel forced to my ears, leaving my mouth, and
nods and moves from the tree. My hands twitchs by my sides when she walks past me and I cleuch them to fists as the sound of her receding footsteps torments my bearing
I let go of my breath when her scent fades with her frame
Fuck
I push a hand through my hair, gripping at the ends of my curls before swiping the land down my face to calm the raging
beast inside me
“What did you do?” I close my eyes to regain poise before I turn to face my Beta and my best friend Ryan’s eyebrows drop when he notices my state, and he takes a step closer, worry in his eyes. “You okay, bully“)
“That can’t happen again,” I tell him and he shrugs. “I don’t mw, man. She’s sevente
go anywhere outside of here other than school. Besides, she’s been tortured her entire life and still is. Shouldn’t she be allowed to get away from that even once
Ryan” 1 growl as I shut the space between us. “That can’t happen again”
“She could have gotten lam” 10’s that’s your only reason?”
excuse and Ryan kumws it too well, too, because the bastard smirks. “Really? Are you
I turn to look at where she previously stood and how I nearly gave in. I shake my head and lower my gaze. “It has to be. It can’t be anything more.
“You love torturing yourself so much, don’t you?” Ryan sighs as he steps next to me. He slaps my shoulder when I remain silent. “Shouldn’t you-
“I can’t cut in, knowing the words that’d follow, I turn to look at my best friend and let out the painful words. “You know I
He nails once. “I’ll cominue to keep an eye on her. But she’s improving, you should know that”
Se is. She got back up twice after I had her on the ground. Emma might be wolfless right now, but she’s got this strength insicle of her; she just hasn’t worked it to its full potential.
“Race you?” Ryan asks, bringing me out of my thoughts of her, and 1 snicker as I turn to him, “You’ll lose.”
“Never be too confident, Alpha. He shifts after his words, his wolf large and daring as I meet the eyes. His paws glide against the mud before he runs ahead and I shake my head, a small chuckle leaving my mouth.
I look to the side and squint my eyes at the window at the far end. The lights are on, but the curtains are drawn. Emyr, my beast, rages inside me and I look away, Ryan is ahead of me and I crack my neck before I let my wolf take control, giving him the only thing I can and running after Ryan in hopes of regaining order.
I race in the woods with Ryan for hours. He gets tired as the sun starts to rise and retires to his room, but I continue the run, lapping through the woods and with each lap, wishing to get her scent and her face out of mind.
It doesn’t help Of course, it fucking doesn’t.
Each time I think I’ve won, that dress is back in my mind. That face. That scent and that voice. Her words and her gaze.
Fuck
I run another lap and Emyr whines, but I keep pushing, keep rumming, trying to outrun the inevitable.
I dash into the deepest part of the forest and lift my head high in the air before roaring, the sound traveling through the trees. and carried far by the wind
I turn back into my human form, finally letting Emyr rest. The sun is out, and the brightness has taken over the sky. I walk to where I usually leave some pieces of clothes and throw a boxer with a shirt on before jogging out of the woods.
10 05 PM
Chapter 15
My eyes first go to the window as 1 step back into the pack house and I growl under my breath before I tear my gaze away.
It’s childish and quite cowardly, but the only thing I can do next is avoid seeing her for the rest of the day.
And it’s exactly what I do.
I busy myself with pack meetings and other stuff that needs to be worked on. I manage to avoid being before her the entire day and hours fly by before the night falls again.
I finally leave my office and I’m walking down the empty hallway to my room–or I was, because I suddenly find myself in the opposite direction.
I know all too well where I’m headed, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop. And maybe it’s okay. She’s no doubt asleep by now, so I’d just steal a peek and leave.
I stand before her door and my hand wraps around the knob. I squeeze my face when it creaks, indicating it’s unlocked. I swear she never locks her door. It’s almost like she isn’t afraid of who or what could walk through it.
I sigh as the door opens, and I push my head through. I swallow when I see her lying on her bed–her eyes shut and her body curled in a ball.
1
1 stay for exactly five seconds before I attempt to move back, but my brows furrows when I notice her shift. She falls back and I frown when she jerks her head to the side a second later. Then again. And again. Her body writhes on the bed and when the sound of her labored breathing reaches my ears, I dart in.
on her
The door shuts loudly behind me as I run across the room to her, Fuck. She’s drenched in sweats
*Emma. Emma!” I shake her shoulder gently, but she doesn’t wake. Instead, she stops wriggling against the bed and for a second, I think whatever nightmare she might be having is over.
Except I notice she isn’t moving at all and when I bring a finger to her nose, my heart
drops.
She isn’t fucking breathing,
色
