The Monster Within - Book 1

Chapter 18

I wake up, back in the same bed as before. This time as I look down the bed the sheets are clean and so is my body. There's no blood. So I let out a small sigh of relief, before realising I'm still trapped in this house with a man I don't know. When I push the sheets back and climb out of the bed, I'm at a loss as to how I'm now dressed in my own clothing. How did that happen?

A quick look around the room tells me I'm alone, so I rush over to the door and try to pull it open. But this time it's locked. I'm trapped in this room, like a caged animal. Sitting on the edge of the bed again, I bring my hands up to my face, trying to work out what my next move should be. All I can think about is how he got me here. He must of drugged me and then stole me. I mean, that makes a hell of a lot more sense then his stories of werewolves and changing under a full moon. They're just tales. Fiction. No one in their right mind would believe this fantasy.

After a while of failing to find a way to escape, I walk into the bathroom, catching my reflection in the mirror. My skin looks paler then normal, but its the hollow bags under my eyes that make me look ill. It looks as if I hadn't slept in weeks. I did not look like myself. 

'Maybe a shower will help?' I tell my reflection.

I doubted it very much, but I didn't know how long I was going to be left by myself, so I decide to make the most of it and start the water.

While the water runs, I strip down, only to discover my lack of underwear. The idea of a stranger being able to see me like that sends a shiver of disgust through me. Until I remember that person was Apollo, where a whole different emotion fills me. I try to push that feeling down. I shouldn't be thrilled with the idea of him dressing me. I should feel violated. But the scariest part about it is that I don't.

Too scared of my own feelings I jump into the shower, paying special attention to the places on my body I know he's touched. Scrubbing so hard my skin feels raw, desperate to get the feel of his touch off of me.

'Move over.' A voice booms from behind me, causing me to shriek and cover myself as I turn to face him.

'What did I say earlier?' He asks in a commanding voice.

As to not anger him and unleash his wrath I bring one of my arms down my body, showing one of my breasts. I look down to the floor of the shower, focusing on the water swirling around the plug hole as I feel his eyes working over my body. He moves into the shower next to me and pushes my other arm away, exposing my whole body to him.

'You're perfect.' He almost whispers, Like he's talking more to himself.

I flinch under his touch as he traces one of his fingers down the side of my ribs. A natural reaction to being touch in an intimate place by a someone who I didn't know and quite frankly was terrified of.

'Don't do that. I'm not going to hurt you.' He says just loud enough for me to hear.

'Why are you doing this?' I whisper.

'I've told you. You will be mine. We will wed and I'll fill you with pups.'

I feel a quiver between my legs as my body betrays my head. I press my thighs together in an attempt to hide how he makes me feel when he says stuff like that to me. 

'You... You can't make me.' I say, trying to sound more intimidating then I felt.

He stops washing his body as he looks me dead in the eyes. The emotion gone from his face as he moves closer to me, placing his hands of the wall either side of me, trapping me.

'I am alpha. You do not tell me what I can and can not do. Do you understand?'

I look up at him through my thick eyelashes as he looms over me.

'Do you understand?' he repeats.

Reluctantly, I nod my head, If only to get him to back away from me.

'Say it.'

I bite my lip as the scene of dominance presses all my buttons. What is happening to me?

'I understand.' I reply in a husky voice, letting my eyes drift down his body.

My eyes follow the tribal tattoo starting at his neck, down his chest to his abs. The tattoo is a intricate web of black lines covering his whole front down towards his impressive cock. My eyes stay there for a moment, taking in every inch with my eyes. How is it possible it's just as big in real life as it was in my dreams?

'Just say the word.' He whispers into my ear, as his shaft starts to swell and turn to rock hard stone under my gaze.

My breathing hitches and it takes everything within me not to allow him to fuck me here in the shower. I slowly bring my gaze up to his eyes and look him dead in the face.

'I'd rather die then have you touch me.' I say as I push past him and run out of the shower, grabbing a towel on my way out of the room.

I don't make it far when I feel a hand grab my bicep, spinning me around to face him. He rips the towel from my grasp, throwing it to the floor. Then he places a hand on my throat and pushes me down on the bed, climbing between my legs. I feel the tip of him against me as he hovers over me. He brings his mouth close to my ears.

'You fight it now, but I know you feel our bond. You will want me one day and you will come to me. I'll make you beg for this cock before I fuck you. I'll make you choke on it before I give you what you truly desire. I am the alpha and I will not be denied what is mine. What is owed to me.' He growls, before leaving me and walking back into the shower.

I lay on the bed frozen in place, unable to register what just happened. When my senses finally return I grab the towel and run for the door again, pulling it open. My body fills with hope as the door swings open, allowing me another chance of escape. I run down the stairs and try the front door which is still locked. I run towards the back of the house, through a large kitchen, hoping there's an unlocked back door. When suddenly I freeze, seeing a man sitting at the breakfast bar, smiling at me with menace in his expression.

'Archer?'