He's not my Alpha.

Chapter 6

I woke up to see Ashton's eyes staring back at me, he stayed silent but opened his mouth to reveal razor sharp canines. I struggled to get gim off of me, but he was too strong, and had me pinned down.He snapped forward, biting my neck. I immediately felt a sharp pain which felt as if I was being stabbed all over, I arched my back, struggling trying to fight the pain as blood dribbled from my neck.

Ashton watched, smiling the whole time.

Sharp claws erupted from my fingertips, and I screamed a blood curdling scream.

I woke up screaming. At least it was just a nightmare.

Ashton wasn't in bed bt he soon enough burst through the door, half deessed. "What happened!?!?" he yelled. I sat all the way up in the bed "just a...bad dream." I sighed, and Ashton did the same. "You scared me half to death, I thought you were being murdered or something." he swore under his breath."Well im fine."I sighed, rolling out of bed.

"Now, I'm going to get dressed, any Saturday plans?"I asked Ashton, searching through my bags of clothes I had brought. He shook his head "No, but I'm gonna go finish getting ready." I eyed his shirtless body as he spoke."You...um do that." I snatched up an outfit of white, grey, and black tribal leggings and a black v-neck. I loosely curled my hair and left the room, making my way downstairs to the kitchen.

"Good morning." a familiar voice said quietly. "Goodmorning, Logan." I rolled my eyes, even if hewas Ashton's beta he still trash talked about me. I kept on my wayto the kitchen but Logan was still following after me.

"You're not going to ask me how my day is going or anything?" he asked sarcastically "shut the fuck up Logan." I turned to face him as he inched closer.

"Don't be like that come on Ainsley."

"Will you stop talking to me, I just want something to eat."

Logan continued toget closer until he was uncomfortably close, I could feel his warm breath roll down my neck. He grabbed my waist, I jnew what he was going to do. I turned my head and tucked in my lips, but Logan turned my head, squeezing my jaws together, pushing , y lips outward where they had once been.

His lips connected with mine in a rough kis, but hnlike the sweet kisses I had received from Ashton where I was left wanting another, this was bitter and I couldn't wait for it to be over. Logan pushed me against the counter, still kissing me as I tried to push him away, but he would only hold my waist and pull me closer.

I wanted to scream, but I couldn't, for Logan's lips were forced against mine.

Suddenly I heard something crash to the floor and Logan was pulled off of me, I quickly ran out of the kitchen, up the stairs, and into Ashton's bedroom, burying my face in the pilows of his bed, now dreading what he would say or do when he came back upstairs, which I knew he would.