You Don't Own Me

The Time She Let Out Her Frustration And Put Everything On The Table

Theresa Millan

 [10] "Watch how you speak to me Tim, I'm not you pack members. You might be the Alpha of this pack but I'm the alpha of my own pack." Arrogant asshole, I couldn't care less about his Alpha status. He ain't shit.

"Alpha, we caught a whiff of her scent." Shit! Stupid wolves. I should have known that he'll come with his armory. I groaned, widening my eyes when I realized how loud I was and cupped my mouth. I pressed my eyes closed and scooted over an edge, hiding behind the wall of my parents bedroom.

I watched as Houlton walked out of the room and looked around the balcony. I froze, not even breathing that much so he couldn't find me. I squealed, the edge I was standing on cracking beneath me.

I held on tight as I could, Houlton's eyes shifted my way and I groaned, so much for wanting to be quiet. I jumped on the balcony of my parents room and climbed on the other side.

"Theresa!" Houlton's voice boomed angrily and I cringed at that, "Get back here, Theresa! The steps are old, you're going to fall." I shook my head at him and stepped carefully against the wall.

"I'm not going...." I screamed when the concrete step cracked beneath me, making me fall from the two story house but as weird as it seem the hit never came. My eyes popped open slowly and were met with two dark ones, full of anger.

I cringed guilty and bit my bottom lip as he stared at me without a trace of playfulness. He turned around and started to walk away without saying anything. "Hey! You can't take me against my will! Not again."

I squirmed and tossed in his arms, my legs kicking and hands pushing. He ignored me once again and I've had it. "Let go of me, let go!" I screamed out angrily and yanked myself away from him and pulled my nightgown together. He looked at me with furrowed eyebrows. "I will go back home and you will respect that."

I turned around after making my point and started to walk back toward my house. "And if I don't want to?" I stopped dead in my tracks when he said that and whirled around with a serious glare.

"Look Houlton, this is not a joke." I shook my shoulders. "I'm not playing, I'm fed up, sick of it all." I shook my head with knitted eyebrow. "I'm exhausted, I can't anymore. My body is sick, tired, frustrated and exhausted." I breathed out shakily as I gulped down the lump in my throat.

"Tired of what? I'm the one supporting your childish tantrums and damn attitude. What can I expect? I'm mated to a child!" He barked out at me and I growled back at him, stalking toward him as I pushed down at his chest.

"A child?!" I pushed at his chest again, "When it's convenient to you! You didn't think of me as a child when you lied to me so I could mate with you, you didn't think of me as a child when you fucked me on the fighting ring, you didn't think of me as a child either when you fucked me again in the shower!"

'"It's not my fault that I'm mated to a fucking asshole who has his head stuck up in his ass! You think that you're the only one sick of tantrums and damn attitude? You're angry all the damn time, you want to control me all the damn time!"