Alpha Theo

Superior Beings

Vivianna POV

I woke up too comfortable to be on the forest floor, I was pleasantly warm and felt a general tingle. I tried to move, but a heavy arm was preventing me from moving. I looked around, I was in a room in the house I did not quite recognize, but it smelled heavenly--like Theo. He would not have taken me to his room would he? Seb told me how he even refused to take his conquests to his own private domain. How did I not wake up while he was carrying me? The brief loss of control earlier must have taken more out of me than I realized, it always did. "Theo" I said softly, finally managing enough wiggle room to turn and face him. My breath was caught, he was so handsome. His usually tense face relaxed, a small ghost of a smile gracing his lips as he tugged me tighter to him at the sound of my voice. My heart fractured in that moment, he did want me, just not consciously. I allowed myself to memorize this moment, the way he perfect teeth were barely visible, the way his entire body seemed to melt into me, his even breath, and the way he held me. I knew it would not last. I laid into him, wishing I could stay here forever. He moved to his back, pulling me with him so I laid on his chest. He had an arm under my head and snaked around my lower back, securing me in place. I listened to his heartbeat, strong and rhythmic. I wondered how he would react when he woke up, I would probably somehow be at fault. I figured, as pleasant as this moment was, I needed to get ahead of it. I turned to look at his perfect face, I gently rubbed his chest. "Theo" I lightly spoke, he stirred, pulling me impossibly closer. My heart swooned. I moved my hand to his face, tracing his lips with my thumb like he had done to me earlier. The tingles on my thumb felt so nice. "Theo" I repeated. He groaned, "Viv" he muttered, turning over and taking me with him. Did he say my name? I giggled, he was too strong, even in his sleep. He seemed to wake a little more after hearing me laugh and feeling me splayed over him while he kept me in a death grip. He immediately released me "Sorry" he said quickly, sitting up. I laughed, "Normally when I wake in a man's bed I remember getting there" I chuckled. He growled, "How often do you wake up in a man's bed?" he said, too calmly. I looked at him through my lashes, feigning shyness. I did not want to answer and let him know how inexperienced I am. I sat up and got out of bed, stretching until I got the delicious pops that always made me moan. "You can't make those noises right when I wake up" he grumbled, his eyes darkening. I moved to go sit with him on the bed, he eyed me hesitantly. "Thank you for carrying me, I did not realize how tired I was" I said, slightly embarrassed. "It was nothing. You are really light, you should probably eat more" he mused. I smiled. "Are you hungry, I can make everyone some lunch?" I asked politely. "Not quite" he said awkwardly, was it too much to hope he did not want this moment to be over as badly as I? "How long was I asleep?" I asked, changing the topic. "Just a little while" he answered. "Hey Theo" I questioned softly. "Yes Vivianna" he responded, looking me in my eyes. "Why did you take me to your room and lay with me if you do not want me?" I asked. His face soured immediately. "I have things to do, you can bring me a plate of whatever you make" he spat, getting up and storming out. Did I say something wrong? Was it not a valid question? "Hey!" I yelled following him into the hallway, fed up. He turned, his features were hard, he looked scary. "What?" his voice was dripped in venom. "I asked you a question." I demanded. "And I said I had things to do" he retorted. I was feeling my control thin, a vase on a nearby shelf fell over. "And I asked you a fucking question!" I pressed. He looked between me and the now broken vase, perplexed. I did not appreciate his lack of answer. "THEO" I shouted, curtains crashing down and anything on a shelf now out of place. I squeezed my eyes, trying to force the control back into me. It was like trying to control chaos. "Vivianna" I barely heard him say. Suddenly I was engulfed in pleasant tingles, I opened my eyes and wrapped my arms around Theo's neck. He had me in his arms tightly, rubbing soothing circles on my back. I felt my control snap back to me. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" I said, starting to apologize profusely. I cannot believe I lost control like that. "Hey" he cooed, he released me to cup my face and make me look at him. I hesitated, but looked him in the eyes. I thought he would look disgusted, but he just looked curious. "What was that?" he asked softly, clearly walking on eggshells "I contain a lot of power, when I start to feel a really strong negative emotion it kind of unwillingly projects." I explained. "I am so sorry" I added. "You have nothing to feel sorry for, I provoked you" he assured, dropping his hands to grab mine. "Still, I need to have a better reign on my emotions, especially before Garrett and Victor get here" I admitted, the thought alone had me losing control and some of the glass shards of the broken vases began to stir. What if I lost it near them? They cannot be a casualty of mine. I was so frustrated that I was losing control, it made me lose it more. My thoughts were interrupted by another calming hug from Theo, he was like my personal zen zone. My body relaxed into him, the chaos projections always took a lot out of me. I leaned into him wrapping my arms around his neck, letting him support my weight. He picked me up easily so my legs had to wrap around his waist. "Sorry" I mumbled, suddenly exhausted despite just waking up from a nap. I laid my head on his shoulder, he kissed my forehead as if he had done it a million times and immediately stilled. "I'm sorry" he said immediately. I squeezed him tighter as a response. He hugged me closer, as he ever so slowly walked me back into his room. He stopped next to his bed, like he did not want to put me down. I felt weak, the way I always do when my emotions get the better of me. Theo held me for an immeasurable moment. "Do you want to take a nap?" he asked, prolonging putting me down, "Comfy" I mustered. I was, I was more comfortable than I had nearly ever been. I loved the attention he was giving me. He chuckled lightly before laying down with me, we faced each other, one of his arms was under my neck and the other rubbed my back. I inhaled deeply, his scent was intoxicating. "I like having your smell in my bed too" he admitted lowly. I snuggled into him deeper as a response. Talking was hard when I was in this state. I let sleep overcome me, feeling the most calm I had ever felt. 

Theo POV

I looked down at Viv, she looked worn out, but still perfect. I am glad she is the only woman I have allowed in this bed. Her scent mixed with mine had me feeling a certain peace I had never previously known. I had never been so scared as when I saw her losing control, her tantalizing body housed more than drool worthy curves, but a power that was unrivaled on this earth... Even by me. It was a foreign feeling, knowing she was stronger than even me. I felt pride knowing I was her mate, but humbled that she could balance me... If only I could let her. She would never truly love me, not if she knew me. I do not think I could come back from her rejection. I looked down at the only woman I have ever looked at as more than a stress relief, I moved her hair out of her perfect face. I loved the way my skin felt on hers, it was addictive. I had no fucking clue what I was doing. Why did I care to make her jealous with Samara, like I could ever want anyone other than Viv? Was it because my brother was so clearly in love with her? Or maybe because I knew I did not deserve her. No matter what I thought, today I was the thing that calmed her. I walked her off the ledge she unwillingly found herself on, I would love to know who the fuck Garrett and Victor were, why she tried so hard for them. I shook the jealous thoughts away, easier to do than it had ever been while she was tangled in me. I inhaled her deeply, it was like no other drug I had ever taken. I felt high on her. I needed to get a hold of myself. I pulled her even closer to me, feeling suddenly insecure. Never in my long life have I ever felt scared nor insecure, and this woman makes me feel both. I stayed here for over an hour while she slept, relishing in the proximity. I swear I could feel the bond grow, the need to claim her and to make her mine was almost overwhelming. I am glad I put my shirt on her before we laid for the first nap, my restraint was thin enough without her teasing me all the time. I was a man who took things by force, so it went against every aspect of my nature to not just claim my mate. I sighed in contentment, I really could stay here forever. I looked down at my sweet mate, internally cursing how perfect she was. I would need to stay away from her, maybe pick up the charade with Samara. I could not delude myself into believing thar she could possibly care for me, she is the superior being and she will destroy me.