Alpha's Mate (Completed)

Chapter 17

~Third Person P.O.V.~

Ryker walks up to the door, his evident annoyance oozing out of every pore on his nearly perfect face. With a short exhale of breath, he pounds his fist into the door, denting it. He quickly removes his fist, cursing. When the door opens, he straightens. Keenan opens to door, foolishly not checking who stands outside it. When he sees Ryker, he tries to reverse his mistake, but to not avail. Ryker puts a hand on the door, effectively stopping it from moving any farther.

''What do you want?'' The human boy asks, clinging to the door. The werewolf doesn't bother t contain his smile, thriving off his fear. ''I'm here to apologize.''

''Why do you want to apologize?''

''Because I do, okay?'

''Did Kimbriella send you here?''

''Stop asking questions!'' Ryker booms, slapping the door for emphasis. It flies out of Keenan's hand, banging against the wall. ''S-sorry.'' Despite his rather pathetic attempts to sound brave, the stuttering gives away his fear.

''Yeah, she sent me. And I'm sorry for breaking you two up, and for beating you up, and I promise I'll never beat you up again unless you really, really deserve it.'' This whole apology is said in a monotone, but poor Keenan is too terrified to criticize or reject the insincere apology.

''Uh, it's okay, I guess.''

''Good. Bye.'' With those two words, Ryker turns on his heel and saunters off towards his rusty Jeep. Open mouthed Keenan finally realizes that he is simply staring after him. Recovering, he shuts the door, leaving Ryker alone. ''Well, I apologized.'' Ryker mutters to himself.

~Kimbriella's P.O.V.~

I intentionally avoid going downstairs until the first shift of breakfast was over. Once it is, I sneak back down to serve breakfast to the rest of them. I catch the eye of a few wolves who saw the little moment between Ryker and I. They smirk at me, while I turn to to ground and avoid further eye contact. Serving a few pancakes, I'm distracted with the sound of the opening door again. My wolf stirs inside me, knowing it's god to be Ryker. Annoyingly, my hearts begins to beat a little faster, and I press my lips together in irritation. ''RYKER!'' I holler.

''WHAT?'' He yells back, already in the kitchen, I glare at him.

''I'm right here.''

''Yeah, I'm well aware.''

''So you don't have to yell.''

''Then why did you yell?''

''Because-you know what, just serve the darned pancakes.'' Shoving the spatula into his hand, I leave the kitchen.

''Wait! Kimbriella!''

''Nope.'' I say, continuing my trek away from him. Why does the hallway have to be so freaking long? ''I don't know why you're irritated, but just-''

I stop moving. Unprepared, he bumps into me, hard. We both tumble to the ground, him on top of me, face first into the hard wood floor. ''Let me up.'' I groan, flipping myself over. This is even more awkward, as our faces are inches away. Feigning fatigue, I let my head drop to the ground, and it hits with a clunk. Ouch. Not the best idea.

Suddenly, I'm regretting not putting on anything more that the tank top and shorts that I slept in. Like, for example, sweatpants and a turtleneck. Can't possibly look attractive in those. I try to avoid eye contact with Ryker. ''Um, please get off.'' I tell him, but it lacks conviction.

''Look at me.'' He grabs my chin gently, cupping my face with his large, rough hand.

''What are you doing?'' I attempt to rip my face from his grasp. After a bit, he let's go.

''You're so beautiful.'' Reaching down to tuck a piece of my hair behind my ear as he says it, his mouth awfully close to my ear. It trails down, hovering above my neck. I sense, rather than feel, his incisors extending, which I still find to be rather vampireish.

''Ryker, don't you dare.'' More than anything, I wish he would back away, put some distance between us, so I could think clearly. His natural, delicious scent is woodsy and intoxicating. My pulse pounds throughout my whole body, betraying my desire. My wolf begs for me to let go, to let him mark me. ''Stop.'' I say, but it comes out so weakly it's barely a whisper. His fangs grazing my neck is driving me crazy, and I don't think I can stand another second, knowing I won't be able to withstand much longer, I arch my hips upwards, which is probably worse mistake than letting my head hit the floor. Ryker seems to think I am reciprocating his affection, rather than it being me trying to escape. A sexy groan of pleasure escapes his mouth, and my wolf practically explodes at being the cause of this. Shivers of delight move their way down my spine, and in the next instant, before I can do anything more, his teeth are in my neck, marking me.

~Ryker's P.O.V.~

The moment I walk in the door, Kimbriella hollers my name. I can feel my wolf do a bit of a jump for joy at her immediate acknowledgement of our presence. I finally feel like I'm getting somewhere with her. Not to mention this morning... her flirting in her tank top and mini shorts was unbelievably hot... my wolf, Sawyer, agrees, only making stronger urge to mark her, soon.

To show everyone that she is mine, and only mine. I enter the kitchen, I respond to her. ''WHAT?'' I yell back. Unfortunately, she doesn't seem to be in that great mood anymore. She hands me the spatula and demands I serve up the pancakes. Hopelessly confused, I follow her out of the kitchen.

All of a sudden, she stops. I run into her, knocking her over. Well, that was unexpected. She flips over, her face inches from mine. As I'm about to lean down and kiss her, she drops her head to the floor. Torn between having her right where I want her and respecting her wishes, I don't move I lean down and whisper what I've been thinking the whole time.

My eyes lock on her neck. Driven by a sudden powerful instinct, I move closer. So close to her neck, I can think of nothing more than marking her. I can hear her protest as I lean down to finally do it, she grinds onto my hips. And embarrassingly I let out a moan. Unable to control myself any longer, my wolf takes over, and we sink our teeth into her neck.

The feeling can't compare to any other. I draw away, stunned. Glancing at her neck, there's now a mark there. She is officially mine. Lifting her off the ground and setting her on her feet, I let out a howl to let the whole pack know that she is officially my mate.