Rejecting The Big Bad Alpha *COMPLETED & EDITED*

Chapter 31

Alexander's POV:

I had finally finished up the work I had in the dungeon's. Since that rouge had not given me enough usual information I had him exterminated.

And by exterminated I mean I snapped his neck with my bare hands. A main cause for my impulsive actions was because he was saying how someone wanted to take my precious princess away from me.

We all know that there is no way in hell I will ever allow someone act upon nor take what's so damn important to me. She was one of the only reason's why my wolf and I are living.

But I can see why someone would want her for their own. She's beautiful, smart, funny and so fucking hot. She makes me go crazy just thinking about her and enchants me even when she's not around.

I love how she gets so confident, then realizes that she's being so confident, blushes and breaks the gorgeous facade.

There was a million things I loved about her.

I loved the way she scrunches up her nose in disgust at my dirty jokes, but she can never keep a straight face as a sly grin contorts into her featured.

I love the way her voice sounds when she reads to me, or how she looks when she reads.

The way her curves hug what ever she wears perfectly.

But most importantly, I love her personality. That's the true thing I fell in love with. Along with our make out sessions. She makes me want to rip her clothes off 24/7 and find out what truly lurks between her fabric covered body.

I growl out in lust at the thought, a sly smirk coming to my face. I could wait any longer, I have already been away from her for far too long. I decided to run the rest of the way to the house.

Once I reached, I slowly walked inside. I instinctively stretched my arms out wide, yawning loudly.

All I wanted was a hot shower, a quick wank, brush my teeth and then I'd be set for the night.

I just couldn't wait to crawl into bed and wrap my arms around my beautiful mates waist. Just to feel her so close to me, her heart beat audible with my werewolf hearing. That made me feel complete.

Just a few weeks ago I had taught her how to talk through our mind link. She then would casually would talk to me when I was at work.

She'll even just start talking to me, whether I'm dealing with issues or in a meeting. I would talk back with her, not caring whoever I'm talking with because she is so much more important to me.

But one thing that had concerned me slightly, was that she hadn't responded to me just yet. She was probably just sleeping, even though I would be able to sense that.

I slowly walk up the stairs. I was just about to my room when I stopped, my eyes widening and I slowly walked towards the entrance. My heart sank.

Furniture, covers and clothes were ripped and thrown all over the place. My huge window was open and the cool breeze flowing in, hitting my sweaty skin and the curtains blowing wildly.

There was a sign of obviously forced entry and struggle. I felt my throat tighten with anxiety and anger.

"What... the FUCK!" I roared, slamming my fists down onto my dresser. It slightly cracked beneath my heavy fists.

I noticed something and ran over to the side of the bed. I quickly pulled the covers that were still on the bed away. My eyes widened in terror and I slowly picked up the chunk of blonde hair. Her hair.