An Alpha's Jealousy (Narry Storan) (Book One)

Chapter Six: Part Three

"Why?" I blurt out before blushing when I notice his cocked eyebrows and tilted head. "Why do you want to have physical contact with me? You h    hat    ate    me."

My last words come out chopped as my vocal chords clench and freeze, not wanting to say those words-words that made the thing whine.

"Never!" My attention jerks towards Horan, who had a despairing expression etched on his face as his eyes glinted with tears. "I could never,    never    hate you."

The words, so sincere and firm, startled me; and, before I can respond, I'm thrown into my spiritual form as the thing takes control.

"Hey!" I growl as I glare at the thing, who was now in front with a wagging tail. "I didn't give you permission to do that!"

"I don't need your permission," The thing snarls as it snaps its teeth at me before returning its attention to the external environment; releasing a snarl, I get up from the pink floor and began stalking towards the thing only to freeze when I feel warm hands against my cheeks.

"But, there's no one else here?" Looking around, I was greeted by pink walls, pink floors, and the thing; but, there was no one else. "So, then, why do I feel like hands are pressed against my cheek?"

Tension floods into every muscle as I break into a run towards the thing; but, when it growls and snaps its jowls at me, I retreat while keeping the external environment in my view.

"I'm so sorry, Alpha!" The sob that came out of my mouth was all controlled by the thing, as were the following words. "I'm so, so sorry! I'm a failure as a mate, and do not deserve such kindness!"

"Nonsense, love," Horan firmly growls as he wipes away the tears the thing was producing. " you have not failed me, but I have; my Niall has done nothing but treat you with cold disrespect and degraded you over and over. I have no right to hold you-or to even call myself your Alpha."

The thing whips my head from side to side as it makes me tightly grip Horan's black muscle shirt before rapidly speaking in a breathless, needy tone: "No! No, Alpha, you deserve to be my Alpha-you are my Alpha! Please,    please,    don't say that! I want you! I want you, unless..."

My voice the thing was using breaks in half; it was only after the thing allowed my burning lungs to breathe did it continue.

"Unless you don't wa   want me," It was pitiful, how soft and heart-broken my voice was, but it seemed to ignite a passionate response in Horan, who immediately pulled me into his chest as he began speaking softly but firmly in my ear, which, even in my spiritual state, tingled.

"I want you, do you understand? I want you; I crave you; I desire you; and, I want to love you-both of you," My spiritual form jerks back as I gaze out at the external environment in shock.

"He wants to love both of us?" Shaking my head, I try to break through the mist of confusion settling over my mind, but it remains. "What does he mean? He hates me!"

"Didn't you hear him?" Green eyes move to blue as the thing turns to me with a wagging tail. "He said, "My Niall," meaning this isn't the Horan you know, but Horan's wolf; and, Horan's wolf is different from Horan the person."

All I can do is stare at the thing in shock and continue to do so before I finally find my voice.

"Wh Why does he want to love me, huh?" My own voice makes me cringe as I step back and sit on the pink floor. "I don't want an Alpha; I don't want to become a slut-I just want love."