Silver Scars

Alpha

"Lenora", he coolly says, "I wish I would've been told when you woke up." He tries to look around at Molly but I'm blocking his view of her.

"No matter. Are you well?" He asks.

"Well enough. Not quite healed but enough". I tried my best to keep my attitude at a minimum. As much as I want to tell this fucking douche that I want to take a potato peeler to his skin over what he had done to me....

I don't.

I don't know him. I need to get a read on him. I need to figure him out. So, I'm going to play it safe.

"Good. Would you join me in my office? I'd like to have a private conservation." As much as I wish this was a question, it definitely wasn't.

"Yes, of course".

I turn quickly to face Molly. "Go back to my room or make yourself scare. Just in case" I whispered.

She nods and leaves.

Alpha Xavier had already turn and walked towards his office. I caught up and was a few steps behind him.

It was a large office. Black wooden desk and shelves. A large desktop. A few other electronics. A couch and two chairs. Things were expensive, but not like "look at how much money I have". Overall, I'd say he's got good taste

"Sit. Please"

I sat in one of the chairs facing his desk. He sat behind his desk.

"Welcome, Lenora. I am glad to have the chance to speak with you finally. Couldn't get much of a word in when you blacked out." He chuckled.

"I want discuss some expectations I have of you. If you don't mind." Once again, I didn't really feel like he was asking.

"Of course." I said.

"You will be Luna. You will care for the pack in that capacity. From what the Elders' reported to me, you should have no problem understanding that role. Being that your mother is an alpha female".

I nodded.

"You will do what I ask of you. You will bear my mark and my pups. As soon as possible".

My brain stalled.

What did he just say?

"It seems you're healing nicely so sometime in the next few days works best for me".

Is he serious? Like we're not planning a coffee date here. I'm not about to just fuck this dude who messed my back completely up. What is wrong with this motherfucker? Didn't even want to attempt to woo me?

I couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Excuse me?" All the attitude came out in those two words.

He looked at me. Hard.

"Is there a problem?"

"Yes, I am not fully healed. You are the one who did this to me. You're going to just pretend I'm not in pain due to you?". Im shocked. Dumbfounded. Is he stupid?

"As far as I'm concerned, you volunteered. Plus you don't have to be on your back for me to fuck you."

I think my jaw hit the floor.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Do not use language like that. I forbid it!"

"I will use whatever fucking language i fucking want to, fucking bitch", my voice getting louder with each word.

Before I could blink, his canines were in my neck.

I thought the cuts were bad.

Nope.

Turns out, being marked by a furious asshole who isn't your true mate is 10x worse.

All I heard was "you asked for this, bitch", as I dropped to the floor.