Forced To Marry The Alpha

Agony is an Understatement

Staring into a dark abyss of what was my mind was not something I planned to be doing hours on end. I just wanted to close my eyes for a moment; a minute or less.

Instead hours melted into one as I sank myself deeper in my thoughts. The humane part of me wanted to come out of this craze of loneliness, not even the presence of my wolf could shake it off. I allowed myself to wallow in my thoughts, a sinking ship in its own master, the sea.

There wasn't a grain of light and thus, there was no telling of the time. As such, nothing to be positive about. Another slip into my world of darkness.

That was when I felt the bone chilling coldness, a whimper escaping as the coldness touched my surprisingly still beating heart. The only sign of emotion I felt myself give way for what could only be hours.

'Lovely?' His voice, I could hear it echo through my mind and finally take root...something that was surprising in this hollow of a world. 'Stay with me'.

I was pulling in water in my lungs for so long it felt like dead weight as air was finally drawn into it. Sputtering, the world that was not mine came into focus. There were voices; no...only one voice as he tried his dearest not to betray emotion. The next thing to come was my sense of where I was as I looked up at a ceiling of polished cherry red wood and then his face came onto view, his warmth making its way through the hazy fog that my mind was in.

He cupped my face as he frowned, those perfectly shaped eyebrows drawn together in some dark concentration. For a moment I fluttered my eyes closed before staring back at him. His gray eyes held more of a soft texture, a quality that reminded me of silver silk. There was then a hand cupping his head, fingers so small against his now dark cheek. He looked almost deadly and most dashingly than ever.

I felt the roughness of his hair and I realized that hand was mine. His warmth then enveloped me and smells burst forward.

"Achu!" My face burned then in embarrassment at my most inappropriate sneeze. But surprisingly he was smiling instead of looking upset.

"Your cousin was right," his husky voice causing my insides to melt as if his voice was the fire to my buttery insides. Such a thing to feel. It made me light headed and for some reason I could not find the doubts that clouded my mind before. It was as a sky, filled with heavy dark clouds one moment, blue and clear the next. I sighed. "You do have a cute sneeze."

I wrinkled my nose at that before slipping my hand from his face, but he held my hand there and smiled, those white pearls of teeth flashing me blind. Blinking the dots of colour out of my eyes, I tried to speak but my lips couldn't move. I was so parched and they felt glued together.

"Here, you rest," I felt him hold me up and I reached out to grab his naked bicep as he helped me to sit up, my back to the headboard. The entire time I had a delightful view of muscles and naked chest. He wasn't wearing a shirt. Even in my parched state, I swear I drooled a little in my mouth. Was that a normal reaction to have towards your husband? To your mate? Putting a glass of water to my lips, I managed to pry my lips open to allow the water to flow down my throat. The next thing I knew, I was spluttering and I was plunged into darkness once more. One that was nowhere near familiar.

"Well this is interesting, never knew you talked in your sleep," an unfamiliar voice said and I peered in the darkness as I grasped my throat as I coughed out what felt like my tonsils. What was going on? Even my senses had dulled. "Even when drunk on silver poisoning."

That was when I felt the pull of energy in my thigh. I was bleeding. As I dragged my butt up more on the cold grimy concrete to finally allow my back to meet a wall. I screamed as I suddenly felt claws in my wound...causing even the darkness to become blurry as my head became light.