Chosen By the Ruthless Alpha

Chapter 26: Down on the Ground

After our little secret escapade, we went back downstairs as if nothing happened. Then, after the event, Kyra had the idea of going to the bar. The ride to the club was beyond awkward because Parker and I tried to restrain ourselves in the presence of Kyra, Troy, and their friends.

Thankfully, we reached the club in no time. I don't know why I was so nervous, but it's probably because of Parker's hot aura.

Going back, I have honestly not been in a club before. But it wasn't far from the bars I've seen in shows. We got inside and the booming music, neon lights, free-pouring alcohol, greeted my sight. One waiter showed us a VIP table and we sat there.

"Aubrey, let's dance!" Kyra tugged my arm before I could even ask my mate for permission.

Thankfully, Parker just nodded with a smile

With that, I was pulled onto the dance floor. The floor was jam-packed, with guys dancing next to girls like boundaries didn't exist. Still, I can't deny that I had fun upon hearing the booming beat of electronic music. Kyra also led me to the side and we went crazy. I found myself laughing and jeering with her friends. Thankfully, they were all nice and helped me forget about Rachel. I wasn't sure how long we danced for, but I only felt like leaving when I felt like peeing.

I held Kyra's arm and yelled over the music, "I'm gonna go to the bathroom."

Although she might not have heard me because she was still dancing with some of her friends, I still walked away and came to the bathroom.

Since only single stalls were available and this part of town was pretty liberated, men and women shared the same bathroom. Miraculously, as I entered, no one was around.

"Nice," I muttered and did my business in one of the stalls. After finishing, I just washed my hands and looked at the mirror to check if I still looked decent. Then, I was about to exit the bathroom, but someone entered.

I turned to the person, and I felt as if I'd been doused with a bucket of ice water.

"I knew it..." Dennis' words boomed across the bathroom floor as he closed the door behind him.

At that moment, I was instantaneously paralyzed. Fear crept up my system, tearing me into a piece of broken glass that couldn't function properly. My thoughts were clouded, my vision was blurred, and my insides felt like nothing existed there.

"Aubrey, did you miss me?" Dennis asked, and I felt Ariana's presence growing immense. When Dennis stepped forward, she even screamed for me, "Parker!"

Just as Dennis held my cheek, the door came crashing down, sending splinters everywhere like it rained bombs after bombs.

The next thing I witnessed was Dennis getting thrown against the wall by the very angry Parker.

He began to bludgeon my rapist to death by picking him up, throwing him against the marbled walls, and doing the same cycle all over again. Every impact, the room seemed to crumble, and I realized that if Dennis died right here, that wouldn't be the best punishment for what he did to me.

"Parker, wait!" I pleaded, placing my hands against his back. Parker turned to me after throwing Dennis on the ground, so I told him my thoughts. "Parker, don't kill him. He needs to be questioned."

I saw his eyes flicker in anger. It seemed like he wanted to kill Dennis right here and then, but that wouldn't be the best course taken. Trying to calm him down, I held his arm and said, "I'm alright now, Parker. You came at the right time."

I didn't let go of him until he relaxed. "I shouldn't have left you alone," he muttered, blaming himself.

"No. This isn't anyone's fault, okay? It's all a horrible coincidence, and Dennis is really just a fucking piece of shit. So, please, relax for now..." I said as I looked into his eyes, my palm planted against his cheek.

Sighing deeply after taking in my words, Parker moved closer and pulled me into a tight, assuring embrace. After calling the others, Parker's men came to help us and made sure they held Dennis. Although I had no idea what they did to him, I figured that it would be better this way. At least, for now, I could have peace of mind.

...

Weeks passed by after the gathering and the incident that happened at the club. For now, I focused on my training. As the Luna of this pack, I'm required to be strong, courageous, and reliable. I have to learn how to protect not only myself, but also my pack.

And so, everyday, my schedule has been hectic. I've been taking lessons after lessons. Physical training, studying, etiquette, name it, I was learning.

On the other hand, Parker let me know what he was doing to Dennis. It turns out that the pervert is in one of the dungeons, getting tortured until he tells the truth about his questionable motives. It seems like everyone has also realized that what he did was not just a rape attempt. Perhaps, there was deeper meaning behind his actions.

But other than that, the most important thing for me right now was Parker. We have been sleeping in the same bed now. I have no idea how I did it, but somehow, I have been managing my desires for him pretty well. Indeed, we still haven't mated.

Although recently, I've been feeling like I'm ready.

I've come so far. I don't know whether to be proud of myself or something.

Actually, I'm so ready to tell Parker about it right now, but I plan on waiting until tomorrow: when my birthday comes.

As I got ready for bed, Parker came inside our room, looking like his usual dominant self.

"Hey!" I greeted, brushing my hair with a nonchalant expression.

"Hey. You excited for tomorrow?" Parker asked as he laid next to me.

"Yeah. Although, it's not really my thing..."

"You'll have a great time," he said.

I nodded at him and smiled, "I'm glad I met you guys..." I didn't know where my sudden honesty came from, but I didn't regret telling him that. However, my momentary daze was short lived when Parker flipped me over on my back and hovered over me.

"Say that again?" he asked with sincerity.

I flashed a thrifty smile. "I said I'm glad I met you."

After saying that, my lips were seized by his, and I immediately closed my eyes as we moved our lips in a passionate exchange. He then suckled on my tongue as I let him enter. Roaming my hands around, I found myself nestling my palms on his strong, defined shoulders.

Our embrace lasted for a good minute or two before he pulled away with a glinting gaze. "Thank you..." he mumbled, and I was about to say my gratitude back, but the clock hit 12.

"Happy birthday, Aubrey..."