*** Claire's point of view ***
Claire cried out in pain as her ankle buckled beneath her weight and she began to fall. But she did not hit the tiled floor, as a strong pair of arms reached out and caught her as she fell.
She gasped, embarrassed and frightened, as the beast rogue held her naked form within his arms.
"My pack has no place for clumsy pups. Be more careful", he growled.
Claire said nothing for a moment as her eyes met with the beautiful, harsh stare of her captor. Her mate.
Although she was both afraid and embarrassed, she could not deny that her mate's voice was like velvet, his arms strong, his black shirt becoming damp. But the tension of the situation made Claire lash out to defend herself, and she snarled.
"I wouldn't have fallen in your bathroom at all had you not kidnapped me", Claire spoke defiantly. "Now let me go before I-I", she stammered.
"Before what?" Tyler raised an eyebrow, raking his gaze over her face with a smirk and licking his lips. When she didn't reply he shrugged, "Very well", and with that he began to let her go.
Claire gasped, clinging onto her captor as she tried to stand on her own two feet. She cried out as her ankle once again began to buckle beneath her weight. It was really sore now.
Tyler steadied her and held her up again as Claire whimpered in defeat.
He leaned in close and growled into her ear. "You can barely stand. There's no point in making this more difficult than it has to be." Claire closed her eyes in fear, and nothing but their laboured breaths filled the room.
Tyler snagged a towel from the rail and wrapped it around her delicious curves before carrying her out toward the bed and dumping her onto it.
Frightened, Claire pulled the towel tighter around herself as he stepped away from her. The alpha growled as he watched her like a predator.
"Get dressed", he barked. "As soon as you are, we will talk". And with that, he left the room, slamming the door behind him.
Claire sat stunned in shock for a few moments, taking in what had just happened, and trying very hard, but failing, to calm her erratic breathing.
But then a thought occurred to her and her wolf.
What the heck are we supposed to wear?
YOU ARE READING
Kidnapped By An Alpha
Werewolf"You are mine little one". "I will never be yours", Claire spat. The rogue alpha laughed. "Oh Claire, you already are". Tyler sauntered forward like a predator toward its prey. He could do anything to her, and that terrified Claire as she trembled...
