Mated to the Alpha King | First Draft Sample

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I could hear as Bryce finally shuffled on his feet in annoyance before heaving out a deep breath and leaning in towards me. Naturally, I moved farther away. Not that that stopped him. Bryce only leaned further in, slipping his arm under my thighs and another around my back, picked me up in his arms and shut the door almost with unnatural fluid ease behind him.

My eyes narrowed I looked at him and huffed out a breath. Muttering a dozen hundred rant speeches under my breath. His jaw seemed to tighten under my gaze and I almost stopped when I realized that being a Were meant he would have advanced hearing. Like I said, 'almost', because then I began again.

I suppose Bryce had enough of my ranting because with a livid growl he moved quicker, almost too quick because everything else seemed blurry. Before I knew it, I was thrown over a bed, and Bryce stood still, behind a now locked door, his hand still on the key.

"I know you know"

I stilled. Shit. Not now not now! I'm not ready!

Almost ready to take the 'deny it' way out of it I stopped frozen when Bryce turned almost frighteningly fast, towards me. His eyes now golden. I couldn't help but let a cuss go under my breath. The moment I just realized I had been running from, was finally here. And I was cornered.

"When did you find out, little Theia?" Bryce drawled calmly, but his tone held promise of anything but calmness as he stalked his way towards me. Almost as if a predator stalking his prey during a hunt, before the kill.

I shuddered at that thought. 'No. Bryce wouldn't kill me. He's suppose to be my soul mate.'I thought and a little color filled itself out on my pale frightened face again.

"Answer me!" Bryce suddenly growled and I whimpered, pressing myself into the bed a little more. Slowly mustering up enough courage, I looked up at a pissed off Bryce who had only just a second ago been standing by the bed and now, had me pressed against the bed.

My eyes found his golden ones and widened at the realization of how beautiful they actually were. Almost like pools of liquid gold.

Just then Bryce growled in warning and my eyes snapped towards his lips, his canines seemed to have slipped from under his lips and were partially in view for all to see.

"I suppose I've always known you could not be human to get in to my room through the window like you do." I looked up at him, his eyes were now narrowed focused on my face. I quickly refocused my gaze on his chest. Safe zone.

"And then yesterday Matthew had to save me from Lionel. So I... I found out about him. And well... I figured if he is one... So are you. A-and well then... W-when I woke up later at night... Y-you were licking my wounds... So... You know... Er... Yeah."

Silence. The room stood around us in dead silence as neither one of us uttered a single word. It seemed like ages before I finally grew tired of the silence and glanced at Bryce.

I couldn't help but let out a small gasp as I realized just how close Bryce was, his nose barely just brushing mine. His steely golden eyes remained on mine as he finally spoke.

"Are you afraid of me?"

I froze. Then quickly glanced at his chest.

"No. I don't fear you. Fear. I think it's more for this situation really. I-I've only just imagined these kind of things in books and movies till yesterday... And... And to be suddenly thrust upon such a well hidden fact is... Scary. I'm basically in the unknown you know. That's what scares me. Not you- well except when you go around punching guys without any reason. That's when you scare me"

The silence built itself up again. But only this time I felt like I had a sudden rush to say, and keep on saying. Bryce however... Felt blank.

Sighing slightly, I glanced up at him. His eyes filled with an intense emotion, his lips pressed in a thin line. Still underneath him I managed to free my hands and brought them to his face, and like earlier that morning, I eased up his lips into a smile.