Alpha's Choice (On Hold)

Ch.5

Dione

"I apologize master" Alpha's sarcastic tone drove me crazy mad. I get down on my knees right infront of him to correct his mistake. Alpha leans in for a kiss, already closing his eyes. I turn away and when his lips gently brush my left cheek, I smile and close my own eyes, involuntarily. Alpha gives a soft laugh, too soft for a werewolf i'd say.

"Didnt know mermaids were like that," Alpha says with a raised eyebrow lokking at me up and down. My cheeks flush with embarrassment and shame. Alpha raises my chin with his hands, "Aww I didnt mean it like that."

I swat his hand away. Alpha laughs. He wiggles his eyebrows and it makes we want to laugh with him, but I remember my mom. And before i know it my fist is halfway to making contact with his sexy face. Alpha blocks my hit with his strong, muscular arm. But i know me trying to punch him surprised him because before blocking my punch, he had flinched.

I got up from my knees and made a dramatic half twirl so my sparkling yellow dress hits him in the face. I know he saw my upper thighs because my dress falls two inches above my knee. "Ooo" Alpha says because he knows it will make me mad. This time i flush not because im embarrassed, but because im furious.

     I hear him inhale and exhale loudly once. By the corner of my eye i see him stand up and walk towards me. He touches my arm and i move it so he is no longer touching it. But i turn to face him. "Im sorry" he says with a gentle, soft expression. Im so mad i want to cry but i dont want to, not in front of him.

     "No, no. Its not okay Alpha." His face hardens like a rock as soon as i say it. Alpha looks at me in the eyes as if he wanted to claw my eyes out. He raises an eyebrow, "Okay . . ." He's obviously trying to keep calm, control himself. He continues, "So you dont want it the nice way. Okay then youll get it the hard way."

     Alpha pins me to the wall, canines popping out , even like that he seems sexy and handsome. He takes a quick look down on my collar bone and then pierces his canines right above my collar bone. He smiles. I start to feel burning, panful lines swirling on my waist all the way down to my upper thighs. Alpha reaches under my dress and his hand lands on my waist. His index finger traces the still swirling lines on my waist, grinning. Before i can think it he says it, "You're Marked. By a werewolf. By me, the Alpha. You're mine now."