Alpha Valentino

5. I Don't Want to Feel

Valentino's Pov

"My fellow wolves, we are gathered here today to witness what happens when you defy orders and show lack of respect towards Nightblood Shadows pack. An example will be made of this she-wolf who will receive 10 lashes on her back for not obeying orders. Watch and let this be an example to you all that no matter your status....." I paused, Alexa didn't come from a weak pack. In fact, the Brightley's occupy a very high position on Canadian land and I wouldn't want to anger her father but he wouldn't want me as an enemy either. "....you will pay the consequences."

My voice radiated throughout the courtyard. Everyone knew that disrespect towards me was either met with death or a severe punishment often rendering the receiver unconscious. It didn't matter that she was my mate, she needs to learn her place and know that I am in control.

However, when I saw her in the halls, head raised like a queen, well it was enough to get my heart beat out of control. Her piercing green eyes and flowing chestnut curls added to her beauty and a certain fire radiated from within, rendering her irresistible. My eyes raked the baby smooth skin that covered her small, muscular body and long exposed legs, begging me to have a taste.

She was a mystery wrapped inside an enigma, so perplexing yet her radiating confidence, beauty and charisma could melt even the coldest of hearts. Her emotions were not easily hidden on her angelic face as she gasped in surprise when our eyes locked. Her eyes were a bright pool of emerald, green like the Amazonian rainforest with specks of gold scattered around her irises. Staring into those dilated pupils, I could see her wolf itching to come closer and just as she was about to approach I was reminded of who I am, a ruthless man that no girl would ever tame. I didn't want to feel those emotions and I definitely didn't want a mate so to keep her away I issued a whipping: 10 brutal lashes to the back, something no wolf has ever done before without passing out. No wolf but me who enjoyed pain and torture.

Hurt and pain was evident in the strong crease of her brows and the down-curve of her lush lips. Passion turned her orbs into the brightest of fires and in them I read that she would fight until the very end. She wouldn't let me take her nor would she allow me to break her. She clung to that hopeful passion, a passion that made her even more beautiful.

So here I am, standing a few meters behind the beautiful woman in front of me. Even the thought of her name was enough to get me aroused, making the hairs on my arms dance around with joy. Fuck, what is she doing to me? I am the most powerful and deadly alpha, yet a small girl like her has this effect on me. I can't allow this to go on.

I take out my silver whip, admiring the complexity of the sparkling silver cords. Her skin glistened with a sensual sweat as I played around with the whip, bringing back the memories of my brutal childhood. The way my father used to lash me senselessly until I passed out on the cold, hard floor of our basement was enough to get my blood boiling. I could no longer control my strength as pure hatred flowed through my veins and my father's image appeared in my mind, laughing at my pathetic face.

I swung the whip and aimed, fury evident in my eyes as a loud slash was heard. Someone intercepted the whip and was now laying on the floor. My anger rose as a wolf I didn't recognize had disobeyed me by taking the lashing for her and before I realized I whipped him two more times until I was brought out of my shock-like state.

"Alpha Valentino please, if there's an ounce of kindness in your heart let me receive the lashes. Jesse will die if he gets any more silver in his body." Her voice begged. That was enough to snap me out of my reverie and get a grip of myself. I can't allow to show my vulnerability in front of so many watchful eyes.

Valentino what are you doing? That's our mate you're about to hurt. My wolf pleaded but I pushed him to the back of my mind, something I learned to do at a very young age. Most people have a hard time controlling their wolves but mine understood the pain I went through. Believe it or not, I was a weak wolf when I was young but my mind was strong, so strong that my wolf obeyed all of my actions.....all except the ones that involve her.