The Royal Alpha

Chapter 44: The Mating

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FENRIS

Washing off the fresh blood from my shoulders and hips, I barely wince at the pain from the wounds, debating about the problem of my mate's heat. It feels like fate has taken the decision out of our hands and tossed this heat thing to speed up our mating. I can't see her in pain like that and I wouldn't be able to stop myself if I go near her, her scent calls out to something primitive in me, and then I will lose my temper when she accuses me of rape.

I can almost see all the images dancing in front me.

A knock on the bathroom door startles me from my thoughts and quickly I grab the towel from the rack, covering myself just in time as the door opens. Fuck! I forgot to lock the door.

She stands just inside the bathroom in my shirt which is torn from the sleeves. Her pants seem to have disappeared.

"The pants feel like ants crawling on my skin so I removed them," she answers my unasked question maybe because I am staring at her never ending smooth looking legs. I look up to see at her frightened yet confused face. My heart constricts in my chest and I clench my fist to resist from crushing her to me and never let her go. I never ever want to see that look on her face and the solution to take away that look and replace it with pleasure has too many bad consequences. She squirms from foot to foot and just like that my cock stands at full attention creating a tent in my towel.

Please don't look down. I plead at her mentally. She looks at me with fear and then suddenly clutches her abdomen in pain. My instincts taking over, I rush forward to pull her in closer, tuning myself to her emotions and massage her abdomen as the pain subsides.

"I am in heat," she whispers after the pain subsides a bit. I nod in agreement but then realise that she can't see me.

"Yes. The witch injected you with something," I reply and continue caressing her back and abdomen, breathing in her aroused scent and trying desperately to restrain from marking her. Her arms come around my waist, forcing me to take the hand caressing her abdomen back. Her fingers roam over my back causing a growl to slip from my throat. It feels too good.

"Is it possible for me to go into heat when you haven't marked me?" she asks.

"I don't have any idea about it."

She stiffens when I utter those words and I mentally slap myself for scaring her more. "But please don't worry, I will be with you through it," I reassure her hastily.

"The pain lessens a bit when I touch you," she whispers and I tighten my hold on her. I would do anything to take her pain away even if it means to get blamed for forcing my mate. As if understanding my dilemma or perhaps because of the helplessness of the situation, she starts sniffling.

"Can you please do something to reduce the pain? I know you have probably moved on..." she sniffles and now it's my turn to I stiffen. Why in the hell is she thinking that I have moved on?

"Who told you that I have moved on?" I growl lowly, unable to reign in my temper, I move back a little ignoring her cry of protest and tip her chin to look into her eyes.

"I... I... you were busy with a girl during the ceremonial dinner and tonight when she held you back from coming to me, you willingly stepped back," she replies angrily and I hold back a smile. My mate is fierce and so damn hot. She's jealous of Alcina. Never in my life did I think that my mate would be jealous of my cousin sister.