The Heartless Alpha

Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4! PLEASE ENJOY :D

Or not.

I shoot up from bed and start to panic. It was all dark and I couldn't see my surroundings since my glasses were back at home.

I shove the warm covers off me and place my feet on the wood floor my eyes suddenly starting to recognise the outlines of objects around the room. I look around the room folding my arms to my chest.

I then see a black figure. My eye widen in fear as I start to back against a wall. And that's when I scream.

A big thump echoes through the house and I scream even louder. I hear heavy feet padding outside in the hallway. It stop since it reaches outside my bedroom. My bedroom door opens and I see another black figure and continue to scream.

I slide down the wall shaking from fear. I close my eyes shut and wait.

Then the lights turn on. I peek one eye open and look towards the door. There standing in the door way is a very sleepy Dylan and only in his boxer briefs. I inhale air and breath out. His hair messy and all in different directions which I find hot.

I gasp loudly coming back to my senses.

"What the... What's wrong?" He says groggily while rubbing his eyes. I slowly stand up and put my arms behind my back embarrassed.

"I..um thought I saw something" I say looking to my right. I noticed there was no figure but just a mirror. I felt so stupid.

I rub my eyes and forehead thinking about how stupid I was.

"Well there's clearly nothing, now get back to bed. You woke me up." He mutters suddenly becoming annoyed.

"Well sorry, princess" I say sarcastically say, only to myself.

"Sorry? Can you please repeat what you said?" Dylan says leaning against the frame of the door looking ten times more sexier. My head was so messed up.

"I.. Uh.. Nothing!" I reply failing my arms around my face while I look down. I suddenly feel a wave of sadness and loneliness come over me. Tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

"Fine. Go to sleep" he says turning away. As he was about to exit the room, I shed a few tears and hiccup. I silently look up and notice his back is turned to me and his muscles tensing. He turns around and his eyes soft just a little.

My hair falls into my face as I look down.

"Are you alright?" He gruffly and a little to awkwardly says.

But I clearly wasn't okay, I just wanted to go home. Instead I decided to smooth it over because I didn't want to be near him.

"Yep! All good" I say, cracking a small laugh which sounds like a donkey noise. He simply nods his head and turns around to take a step away from the door. As he was about to leave again I call out to him all of a sudden becoming curious.

"Wait!"

"Who are you? I mean, if you don't mind me asking" I say. He turns around and frowns but then goes back to his usual sour face. I know his name but I just wanted to know a little more about him.

"What time is it? I think you should go to sleep now." He says

"No! Just answer my question. And be.. Nice" I say while I take a seat on the pillowy bed. He quietly huffs and takes a few steps into the bedroom. I patiently try wait for him to begin.

"My name is Dylan. There, now goodnight Valerie" he says. I look up at him and frown. How does he know my name?

"How do you know my name?" I ask him suspiciously.

"Stop with the fucking questions" he says starting to get angry.

"Ok, ok! Calm down" I huff in annoyance. I turn away and start to tuck myself in the bed. As I do so, he watches me.

Once I turn my body towards his direction he walks to the door and shut the lights off. I take a deep breath and find that my body starts to panic.

"Wait! Again, sorry.." I say. Dylan mutters a small fucking hell before he turns my way again.

"What now?" He says. I can clearly picture his face all annoyed and scrunched up.

"Can you stay?" I quietly say. Then I realise what I just said.

"No" Dylan replies a little to gruffly moving his shoulders.

"Please..?" I silently bed to myself.

Dylan then sighs before he replies, "I'll take the floor."

I mutter a small alright and watch the outline of his body walk to the right side of he bed where my body is Situated. I watch him grab a few blankets from the draw and place them on the ground messily.

He then leans over me and grabs the pillow next to mine. I try to sink my body deep into the mattress so my breath doesn't touch his chiseled chest or that my hands find a way of tracing his muscles. It's tempting.

Once his places the pillow on the ground he shuffles around a little more before settling in, in his blankets. I peek over the bed and see his body facing the window side. The back of his back slowly rising up and down from his breaths.

I take a deep breath and roll over to the other side positioning myself for a restless night.