𝑀𝓎 𝓂𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓈 𝒶 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁

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Alpha POV

"Can I touch you"

"I don't like touching." I cut back.

"But why." She questioned. Confusing plastered all over her face as she stared at me. The feeling at being stared at made me feel... uneasy. No. Maybe. My thoughts angered me. I'm not some teen. Why am I folding under her stare? Is this some joke the goddess wanted to play on me.

"Many reasons. And some I don't like to say." I respond. "It's getting late. I have a meeting tomorrow. Do you know where your room is?" I lied. Lying wasn't something I do. But I blurred out anything that came to mind. The way she stared felt as if I was under control. Under control of my feelings that randomly started to become known. I bit my tongue.

She shook her head. The curls that have been covering her rosy cheeks bounced. I couldn't deny. She was beautiful. Her beautiful mane covered her parts of her face. Making me want to push it out the way to make her face become more know. Her tan smooth skin was covered in light freckles. It felt hard. Hard to resist the feeling to cover her skin with my touch. With my lips. My perverted mind ran wild. I shook the thoughts away. "I'll escort you" I dryly respond.

As we walk down the long dark hallway the mood suddenly changed to a cold silence. Only hearing the loud crickets outside the window. As the moon shines the dim hallways. Casing the big pictures that hung up on the wall. Met by the random decorations like small plants on tables and random long seats that sat beside it. I couldn't stop thinking about the moments that had occur these last hours. Did I really take a stranger home? Not knowing anything about her. Just snatched her up like she was some doll I've found. The feelings I felt. I didn't want to deny, after all these years of not feeling anything, I acted out as some kid. Feeling the nudge that pushed me closer and I cursed myself out at how fast I didn't resist on compressing the urge. My mind felt of its own. Reaching and there she was by the time I realized. In my hands and her sent clouded my head. Vanilla was all I can smell. The beast inside me wanted more. Wanted to rip all of her clothes off. To pull her closer. To touch her. To do the unspeakable things my dirty mind spat out to me.

I shook my head disappointed in myself. This isn't some fancy world we live in. Get yourself together. I had to send her back. No. Needed to send her back. She was already poisoning my mind. It wasn't just me who caused these feelings to take over. No. It was the beast that was a part of my body. Apart of my soul. His devious thought scatters my brain. Keeping him tame was the best thing possible for this world. He wasn't just some dog that sat within me. He was more. And she's not helping me. So why

Why did I just openly let her come in with open arms.

I pushed it all away.

Like I shoulved in the beginning.

I stopped quickly. Making her little frame bump into me. Making her almost fall but I quickly grabbed her arm. We sat there in silence as I grip on her elbow lightly. Enough to keep her stable. Despite the house being cold she was warm. Her warmth felt as if it was creeping up my fingers, to my hand and to my arm.I couldn't help but stare down at her small face. The moon felt like it purposely shined on her face capturing her full beauty. Her lips were so noticeable. Or was it just me staring at it. I let go of her elbow. I cleaned my throat looking ahead staring at the large wood door that was Infont of us.

"This is where you'll be staying tonight" I say as I stare down at her. She slightly glanced at me threw her lashes nodding lightly. I opened the door letting her walk in first. She looked around. I didn't know anything about her. And it Itched my brain. Maybe it was because my safety or my pack safety as I let some random woman in my home.