A/N: so I just got accepted into my top college so since I'm so happy I figured I should write a chapter.
Waking up without him next to me brings a frown to my face. I slide my hand across the sheets where he should be. I had never slept as good as I did in his arms, bringing me absolute peace. I sit up from bed and rub the sleep from my eyes. Not having anything to do really sucks, at home in my pack I at least had something to do during the day, now and while I'm here I have nothing to do all day. Getting out of bed I stretch my arms and go into the bathroom getting ready for my day.
When done with my shower I walk into my room and head for my duffle bag full of clothes. I freeze in my steps as I see Beckett sitting on the edge of my bed. The faltering of my steps has him looking up from his phone. His eyes instantly darken as they rake up and down my body. All that lays in between my naked body and his gaze is my towel. I pull it tighter to me.
"Um.... I-I wanted to see if you wanted to do something today?" He manages to stumble out. he clears his throat and rips his eyes away from me.
"What did you have in mind?" I ask taking a few steps closer to him. He rises up from the bed and walks to me.
"A walk around the castle and territory? Maybe even a run?" He suggests.
"Ya that sounds good, give me a few minutes to change?" I say. He leans in closer to me bringing his hand up and softly drags his fingers across my color bone. His fingers linger of the purple hickey he left on my neck the night before. Instant arousal flows through me at the touch. I moan aloud.
At the sound of me he freezes and takes his hand away. His arousal comes off him in waves, at least it's not just me.
"I'll be waiting outside your room." He says, his deep voice making me shiver. He turns and walks out of my room.
I take a few breaths in order to get myself under control before quickly getting dressed. Since it's a little chilly I put on a pair of ripped skinny jeans, a white t-shirt and I finish off my outfit with a light grey sweater. I throw on a pair of vans or good measure. I look in the mirror and throw my hair up in a messy bun. I don't want to keep him waiting for to long.
I walk out of my room and see his leaning up against the wall opposite from my door. He looks up when he hears the door open. He pushes himself off of the wall with his foot and walks to stand in front of me.
"You look.... absolutely beautiful." He breaths out. I blush and look down at the ground.
"So um... where to first?" I ask.
"So we can walk around the castle first since we are in here and then we can make our way to the city."
"That sounds good." He begins walking away from me without saying a word. He does not speak to me, he does not hint that we are going to start, and he doesn't grab my hand. I roll my eyes and follow after him.
He keeps up a steady pace, which in order for me to meet I have to move at a slow jog.
"Could you like slow down? My legs are half the size of yours." I mumble out. Instantly his steps falter and his speed slows. We arrive at a long hallway before stopping at the first door. There's a gold plaque on the door that reads Alpha.
"This is my office, where I disappear off to during the day. So um.. if your ever looking for me this is where you can find me."
He does not open the doors and let me see inside, instead he continues on and stops at the next door.
"And this is the royal library. Every important book of our history and culture is in this room. Also of course there's some newer books and such. The archives aren't in this room though, they are on the other part of the castle, kept under guard."
Why are they guarded?" I question.
"Without the archives how will the next generation of wolves know of every battle, every bad moment and every good moment. How would we be able to know our history, our treaties, how this kingdom came to be? Without them we would be nothing, know nothing of what we are."
He leads me out of the hallway and through many twists and turns.
"You already know where the kitchen, gym, ballroom and living area is so here is the theatre." He leads me through an open door to find an at home movie theatre.
A large projector sits in the back facing the large wall at the front of the room. Couches and chairs were both in here.
"We have 4 more throughout the castle on the off chance that a mated pair wants the room alone and the living room TVs are taken.''
He walks from the room, expecting me to follow him. I wasn't done gawking at the room but I follow him.
"Most of the other rooms are just pack members bed rooms and guest rooms, not much else to see." He says. The tone of his voice shows how bored he is.
"If your that bored you can go. I can show myself around." I snap out breaking the awkward silence. He turns and looks at me.
"Look I have better stuff to do but I figured you wouldn't want some random pack member showing you around."
"I'd much rather a random person since they wouldn't be such a dick to me!" I snap.
"Fine, be a fucking bitch, I have better things to do then waste my time on you." He storms off. My wolf howls out at his proclamation and I stumble back. Pain stabs my heart.
Tears begin to fall. I quickly turn just as I take the first sniff in. I wipe my tears and start running away.
"Lane?" I ignore his voice and keep running.
"Lane!" I stop and look back at him the tears steadily streaming down my face. He sees my face and regret flashes across his eyes. He instantly starts walking towards me.
"I didn't mean-" I turn and continue running away not wanting to listen to another word. I get to the corridor of my room and finally slow down to a walk. I catch my breath as I go to take the last few steps when I get stopped.
"Lane please, can I at least apologize without you running away from me?" he asks rudely.
I wipe my the tears from my face before turning around to face him.
"No I really don't want to hear it."
"Fucking dammit Lane listen to me!" He screams at me. I jump back at the power and anger directed towards me in his voice. I slowly begin to back away from him. His eyes begin to glow in anger. He stalks towards me. He grips onto my arms and starts squeezing as his anger grows.
"Let me go!" i hiss out.
"You learn your damn place. I am your alpha, and you will respect me." He grips my arm tighter, pain beginning to radiate through me.
"Please.... Greyson let me go." His eyes instantly return to normal when I say his name. He lets go of his grip on my arm and releases me completely. He looked down at where there was a red and purple hand print wrapped around my arm. He instantly backs away hurts flashing through his eyes as he comes to realize that he hurt me.
I take this as my chance and quickly open the door and run into my room locking the door behind me.
YOU ARE READING
Fated
WerewolfAlpha Greyson Beckett is the newly crowned kind of all 12 England werewolf packs a firm believer that men are superior to women, that women should bow down to men and except them as being the superior gender. He does not believe in mates. He views m...