**Emily’s POV**
I was immediately ushered out of the glass box as soon as my transaction had been finalized.
The chains around my wrists were replaced by a handcuff and an extremely fancy leash was clasped around my neck as if in a bid to refrain me from running away.
“Wait, before you take me away, I want to see my friend! I want to see Laurel.” I pleaded with the men dragging me, but my pleas fell on deaf ears, as they wouldn’t even glance in my direction.
I was practically dragged out of the backstage, down a dimly lit corridor and pushed into a dark room.
I gulped in fear when I noticed the huge form sitting at the far end of the room, but the fear immediately dissipated when a very pleasurable smell assaulted my nostrils.
It was him, my mate…
“Hi?” I called softly but was met with silence. Taking a deep breath in, I walked into the room but stopped abruptly when he got up from the chair and turned to face me. I gasped, not due to fear or shock, but because the person standing before me looked like a freaking god.
He was overly good-looking to be real.
Silently thanking the moon goddess for blessing me with such a handsome mate, I smiled and voiced out with my handcuffed hands outstretched, “I’m Emily.”
“I do not want to know who you are.” He said icily.
I could feel the cold hands of rejection grip my heart and my eyes stung with tears.
Maybe I was too naive to have thought we'd hit it off right away, it was even weird I was not ready to acknowledge the rejection despite the cold shoulder.
I stubbornly look into his eyes expecting to see affection, or love, maybe like the stories I’ve read in the past about mates bonding at first sight, but instead, I come in contact with his steely gaze filled with loathing.
“I came here for business.” He spoke quickly in his deep sensual voice, “And I bought you as a closure for the business. Do not think I bought you for that ridiculous amount of money because of some stupid mate bond, it’s a cover-up.” He hissed, mumbled some incoherent gibberish words and frowned at my still outstretched handcuffed hands.
“How do I get that thing off?” He asked, pointing at the handcuff on my wrists.
I could only shake my head vigorously signifying that I didn’t know, because I couldn’t find my voice to answer.
Throwing a dirty look my way, he pulled at the cuffs until they snapped.
“Let’s strike a deal,” He said like I was something he couldn’t wait to get rid of.
My heartbeat accelerated because I already knew that whatever the deal would be, it wasn’t going to be in my favour.
“I say you work for me, at my home to repay the ten million dollar loan you owe me, and then when it's fully repaid, you’re a free bird.”
“I don’t understand,” I muttered. This wasn’t any way close to what I thought he would say.
“What don’t you understand dimwit?! You owe me ten million dollars. For freeing you from the clutches of those men!” He snapped.
“I do not remember asking you to!” I snapped back.
The tone of my voice seemed to rile him up as his calm demeanour suddenly disappeared, leaving me glaring into his blazing orbs.
“Do you know what those people do to girls like you?!” He growled, “they turn them to slaves, fucking séx slaves!”
“And I never knew you cared!” I shouted back.
His sexy eyes turned into slits. He stalked towards me and I swallowed hard as heat fused into my cheeks due to the proximity.
"I. Do. Not. Care!” He barked, picking me up by my neck until my feet were about two inches above the ground.
“Please, s-stop!” I cried out, scratching at his hand until it drew blood. But he didn’t even flinch. Instead, his other hand went up my chest, tugged off my bra and began its sweet assault on my breasts.
“Sto—” My words trailed off as his warm mouth came in contact with one of my nipples. I moaned shamelessly.
I shouldn't. We had just fúcking met but my body felt otherwise.
I couldn’t decide if it was the mate bond or the adrenaline pumping through my veins that made his touch seem like a blazing fire on my skin. I only knew that I wanted more, I needed to feel what it was like to be taken by my mate.
He gently dropped me on a table that stood aimlessly at a corner of the room, and before I could catch my breath, he ripped off my panties and inserted two of his fingers into my pussy.
“F-fúck!” I groaned, arching my back to allow him easier access.
But as soon as I was close to orgasm, he stopped.
I opened my eyes to catch him staring at me with an incomprehensible look on his face.
I was about to sit up when he forcefully pressed my stomach against the table to stop me from moving.
“What’re you tryin—” But the words had not yet fully left my mouth when I suddenly felt his warm mouth closing on my vagina.
My head fell back as bursts of ecstasy wracked my entire body.
This time, I didn't care if I was making out with a total stranger or worse, my master-to-be. I wanted to feel all the desire he could give to my body.
His tongue and teeth continued their beautiful assault on my pussy while his fingers worked up my clitoris, leaving me in a mess.
I wanted to scream, to cry out, to moan, but the idea of having people hear us made me seal my mouth shut. And again, as soon as I was about to climax, he stopped.
“Why?!” I groaned in sexual frustration, I wanted to release so badly. His skilful hands had succeeded in turning me on so much that my body ached. “What did you do that for?!”
“To show you what would be done to you if one of those men had bought you,” He replied, dryly.
Biting my lower lip, shame coursed through me and I let my eyes travelled to my feet as I suddenly found it interesting.
He gripped my chin and I raised my head as he bent to be at the same eye level as me.
He whispered, “You wanted to become my slave so badly, right?”
I didn’t understand what he meant by the word ‘slave’ but kept my mouth shut as he continued, "Then so be it!”
With a final dirty glance thrown my way, He strutted out of the room as if nothing had transpired between us.
A few minutes later, a middle-aged lady came in with a very large shawl and without seeking my approval, she draped it across my body.
“I work for Boss Alexander, He asked me to take you to the car outside,” she politely said.
I didn’t say a word as I stepped off the table, following her outside. All I could think of as I made my way outside was my mate’s name and the fact that he had just made me open myself to him.
Not only that, he had fúcking rejected me. Perhaps, he wasn't for me but why did I feel the mate bond with him?!
**Emily’s POV** The drive to his house was quiet and exceptionally uncomfortable; I was seated in the back seat of a sleek Porsche car while the middle-aged woman from earlier sat in the front with a chauffeur who was too relaxed to be an employee. “What’s your name?” He asked. “Emily,” I whispered, ignoring the lopsided grin on his face. “I don’t think he’s a chauffeur, his aura is too strong to be one,” Someone whispered. I looked around but found no one. “Did you say something?” I asked the middle-aged woman who stared at me with a funny expression on her face. “I did.” The same voice replied, “And stop looking around, you look crazy!” It said with a giggle. In frustration, I closed my eyes and pressed my head against the window close to where I sat. After a while, I realized the voice was in my head. “Who are you?” I whispered almost to myself. I pinched the bridge of my nose as her cheerful laugh rang through my head. “I’m Ariel, your wolf." My eyes snapped open and th
**Emily’s POV** I regained composure and heaved a breath. 'Nothing suspicious,' said Ariel. I smiled with a nod. I was still frightened about the past event. Try as I might to forget all that happened, I couldn't. Again, staying in large gatherings frightens the fúck out of me. But I wasn't in a large gathering at the moment. I didn't know why I was uneasy. Perhaps, it was the eyes of the women on me that made me feel that way. I nodded in greeting as I passed by three women, but none responded. Instead, I was rewarded with a shrug, glares, and some mumblings amongst them. Dismissing them, I turned away and walked towards a pretty girl sitting alone in the corner of the room. "Hello." “Hi,” She greeted me with a smile, discarding the book she held earlier. “You must be, Mary?” “I am, Mary.” She responded. She stood to her feet, dusting her hand on the chiffon knee-length, A-shaped dress she donned. "May I ask what for?” “I was asked to come to meet you, I am Emily.” At the
“Which one of you is Emily?” A plump woman asked as she approached Mary and me.She was of average height and her dark brown eyes stayed on mine.“I am,” I answered and I took a step forward. I had just finished taking my bath and was about to change into clean clothes Mary handed to me when she walked in.“Come with me, Emily.” She said, “The Alpha wants to meet you.”“Now?” I asked in bewilderment.It was way past 9 pm and I was barely done with what I was doing. Perhaps, he wants me to walk naked to him.I doubted he'd be fazed.I flushed at the idea of being in front of him with nothing on. It was never going to happen though.He didn't want me in the manner I was thinking and I was certain I didn't want him to.Or maybe I was trying so hard to convince myself because my wolf thought otherwise. The first time we met, she had even urged me to kiss him and do nasty things with him.I kinda did nasty things with him. I believed it would never happen again as I had let my wolf do the
**Emily’s POV**About a year ago, I broke up with my ex-boyfriend, Jake because he had found his mate- who was also a friend of mine at the time. I was heartbroken.I felt like my world had crumbled. It was the worst feeling I ever experienced in my entire life.But now that I think of it, the way I felt then seemed like a joke compared to how I feel right now with Alexander and the blondie making out on the bed, which stood less than five feet away from where I crouched picking his damned papers.“Oh, so goooddd, fúck me already!” Blondie's wanton moan infiltrated my head, breaking my heart even further if that was even possible.I blinked away tears that welled in my eyes as I struggled to focus on the task at hand and not how I was eager to yank her away from him.Earlier, I thought I didn't care about what he did. I do care honestly.He was my mate and he shouldn't be fúcking anyone in front of me. He didn't even accord any freaking respect to me because if he did, he wouldn't do
**Alexander’s POV**I took a few steps away from her, not because I was afraid of her but to distract myself from her intoxicating smell that seemed to be filling my senses in ways I couldn’t quite explain.Ever since I laid my eyes on her at the auction house, it had been one heck of trouble after the other.Initially, I felt she was a spy sent by one of my enemy packs because I could not understand how a Royal would be put up for auction at the same time I was there.Until I felt the need to get to her. The need to yank her off the stage away from the men leering at her flawless skin and seductive body.I felt all that at a distance and I didn't think I was moved as I could get any woman I wanted. But, it was until my wolf confirmed she was my mate.Goodness, she was my fúcking mate. I never imagined having a mate, or worse seeing one being auctioned like a whore.I bought her on impulse. It wasn't my intention because, at the time of confirmation, I never believed she was mine. It
**Emily’s POV**It has been exactly six days, two hours and twenty-four minutes since the day Alexander sent me out of his bedroom.Ever since then, I haven’t laid my eyes on him. It was almost as if he had disappeared into thin air, leaving me in a confused mess.I shouldn't bother about him or what he does, but I was. He was a beast and could kill me if I made a wrong move but the rest of the sanity I had left in me wasn't functioning when his name came up in my head, I presumed.Instead of running away, I wanted to be close to him.Further, I wanted to explain to him that I didn’t intentionally burn his footboard. I wanted to make him understand that I wasn’t a spy sent to him. Lastly, I desired to let him know I had finally learned how to summon the quiet flame and that I could, in fact, use it against my foe if only he would help me.I found Alexander to be the best person who'd help me defeat Alpha Marcus as he was formidable.Heck, both were formidable. But I heard a lot about
**Emily’s POV**The kiss seemed to ignite a special kind of fire in my body.I closed my eyes fearing it was one of those really realistic dreams people had, and that I would soon wake up, but I was soon snapped back to reality when I felt myself being lowered onto his bed.It was real! It was fúcking real!I felt his hands tug at my panties from under my dress but my thoughts were too fuzzy to think of what he was about to do.I waited for the feel of his finger in my wetness, just like the first time. But nothing happened.Rather, I felt his hand around my neck.My eyes tore open in shock as his large hand wrapped around my neck.“This is what I bought you for!” He whispered, pressing harder on my neck.Alexander's eyes became darker and I gasped.“S-stop!” I sputtered, desperately trying to pry myself free from his grasp but it was to no avail. My eyes went up as thoughts of this being my end sprang into my mind. “Please let me go.” I cried, beating against his chest with my fists
**Emily’s POV**Hot tears kept pouring down my eyes in high torrents even as I sprinted through the grassy field to my old bunker.I felt worse when I ran past a young couple making out under the bright silver rays of the moon.The moon Goddess blessed everyone else with a mate and gave me an unfeeling monster!I shut my door as soon as I ran into my room and allowed the torrents of tears to flow freely.I felt used.Embarrassed.Irritated.And most of all, anger. I wasn't really mad at Alexander for using me like that, I was mad at myself because I knew exactly what he wanted.Even before it started, I should have put an end to it but I let him have his way.I sat quietly in a corner of the room, sobbing, and rocking my aching self until I fell into a peaceful slumber…**Alexander’s POV**Today was a shitty day. As shitty as the entire week. I've hardly been able to get a wink of sleep for about two weeks now due to stress. Rogues were attacking my borders every day and it was fast b