Alphas Toy

Helpless.

After Stella left, I closed the door and jumped into bed.

The digital clock chimed 9:48. Early enough to sleep. I knew this was Christopher's bed but I was locked into this room, no choice but to sleep.

And in all honesty, I was knackered. All I want is sleep. 

So I blacked out.

3 hours later; 12;48 am.

I was awoken by a door opening. With my eyes still shut and still curled up in position. I didn't bother to see it was Christopher, probably to collect something from his room. But I was too tired to acknowledge him.

Until I felt him come next to me, felt him stare at me for a couple of seconds. I heard him step away, opening a wardrobe. Perhaps he was changing.

Then I heard him and felt a weight on the bed. I felt him getting under the covers, yawning and coming closer.

I darted up "What the hell are you doing?" I screamed getting out of the bed.

He turned the lamp on with a tired look on his face "What's wrong now? Just go to sleep would you?"

"Not with you in the same bed!"

He growled "just go to sleep, please"

"I would if you would not sleep with me"

"Look you are mine and technically what is your possession, you can use rightfully as your own" he said whilst crawling closer to me and pushing me back onto the bed, ignoring all my protests.

"And last I checked, you are mine so I can do whatever the hell I want with you" he said, pinning me on the bed, do finding my protests amusing.

"Why do you continue to fight? You know I'll always win"

"Just get off me!" I screamed pounding my fists against his chest. He grabbed my arms and pinned it above me

"Just please go to sleep" he pleaded, his tired look resurfacing.

"Not with you" I retaliated.

He sighed, keeping me pinned and reached out with one hand to switch off the lamp.

Then he forced me close to him, snuggling me, restricting me and preventing any escape.

"Let go" I huffed trying to remove his grip but it only tightened. I tried prying his fingers off but he tightened it more that the pain increased. I could feel his nails digging in, with his leg weight shifting upon me with his head upon mines, eliminating all forms of escape.

I tried shifting to move him but he just tightened his hold, if that was possible.

I gulped, with tears close to my eyes. Feeling helpless and vulnerable. He had the ultimate power and all I could do was beg

"Please let go" I whimpered. My voice seemed to have an effect since he immediately loosened his grip and I ran out of the bed.

I scrambled to the couch and made a bed for myself there. I have to be cautious with him.

(Christopher POV)

My mate, human of a mate, was far too disobedient. Too defiant. She was unwilling to hear anything and she seized every opportunity to be difficult.

I mean, c'mon love, it gets to a point where it is no longer attractive but actually quite frustrating.

I'm the god-damn alpha. Of course I'll get what I want; it's just a matter of how.

Do I force her? Or do I make her open up to me? The second method seems rather long term but it would probably have a greater chance of working.

And that's why, I didn't do anything else when she scrambled to the couch, moving as far from me as possible. Of course I felt guilty, I should have given her space. But she's mine, because she's a bloody human, it's too difficult for her to understand.

This would be so much more simpler if she knew what I was. But now doesn't seem the right time.

But shouldn't she feel at least some sort of bond to me? Even in the faintest way. I mean I heard myths of werewolf-human breeds but not with an alpha. And usually the human feels some sort of attachment, enough to stay drawn to their mate and not run for the hills like mines does.

I would have to address these concerns with my beta.

Fate has really played a game on me. A very weird combo, not that I mind. I would have to get to know Isabella properly. Sure I found out facts, but I need to see her personally.

So little mate, be as difficult as you want but know that I won't give up too. You may not be the ideal mate but you are mine. And I don't let go of any of my possessions so easily. I'm quite the stubborn guy.

So let's play this game, I thought as I took one last glance towards her direction before fluttering my eyes off too sleep.

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And there you have it!

Do I have any readers out there or am I just writing this book to myself?

Looool x