Time to pay

Something landed next to me and I let out an involuntary yelp. 

“No! Please don't eat me!" I asked, crying, but a hand covered my mouth. Just then I smelled him. “Ro… Ronther? Alpha Ronther?”

"Yes." He replied, exasperated. “Damn, you do have strong lungs! You could have yelled in that damned rogue's ear like that! It would have saved the bother to shred him into pieces!”

I lowered my head, embarrassed.

“Oh, sorry, I…”

“Enough of the litany. I'll take you inside." He said and picked me up. I think it was very hard for him to be nice at least once. 

His torso was naked, because I myself was only wearing a tank top and a pair of jeans, so my arm was touching his chest. Ronther could only have cold and mostly unpleasant words for me. But his body was warm and cozy. 

I could hear Ronther's heart beating in his chest and it was a sound I liked very much. Without clothes and in this proximity, I could smell him better too.

I wasn't familiar with all the smells, but there was something about him that I couldn't explain. I mean what he was feeling. I smelled… Damn, I can't tell! But it did give me a kind of tickle between my legs, as well as a chill all over my body.

"Damn it!" I heard him mutter under his breath and the next moment I was pressed up against a wall. "What do you think you are doing?" he asked and I was confused.

"Me? You're the one pressing me to this wall like I've committed some infraction!” I shouldn't answer him that way, I know, but I couldn't control my tongue.

“You are quite sassy, aren't you?” he asked and his breath was right in my face. “I hear you're a very good kisser, Sibyl. I just saved your life. How about paying me?”

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. How bold he was! That male was blatantly asking me to kiss him!

“You were never cordial to me… How can you ask me for a kiss?” He even had the nerve to ask! 

The bad thing about not seeing was that I couldn't see anyone's facial expressions. My mother used to say that her face spoke much more than the words we put out. And I wanted to see Ronther's expression and be able to find out what he felt.

“I usually take what I want, little girl.” he said and in the next instant, his lips were on mine.

Unlike Ulric's kiss, which was warm, and Shaun's, which despite being deeper, was still gentle, Ronther's kiss was demanding. He cupped my face with one hand and threaded his fingers into my hair, tugging lightly but enough to send a jolt of pleasure through me.

The kiss got too intense and I wanted more. More of something I didn't understand. When Ronther kissed my neck, I thought he was going to melt right there! My hand went to his hair and as though I could not see, I could feel it was not too short, and very, very soft. Slightly curly. 

“Ah!” I heard myself moaning, but at that moment, I felt no shame. My body was burning inside. 

"I want you now!" He whispered in my ear and I didn't quite respond as the scent and Ulric took my nostril and I heard him growl.

"What the hell? Hands off her right now!”

Ronther stopped kissing me but continued to hold me in his lap, my back still against the cool wall of the packhouse.

"And why would I do that? I bought her for the same amount and to this day, she hasn't even set foot in my territory! You act like you have a monopoly on Sibyl!”

“It was agreed that I would be the first and therefore she would stay here with me!” Ulric was seething with hate and that I didn't need to look at him or even sniff. His tone of voice was terrible.

“I just saved her life! The least I deserve is to be able to hold and kiss this female!”

“We can fight after Sibyl goes to her room. She doesn't have to listen to this. Our discussions are for our ears. “

"I'll take her to her room then." Ronther said.

“Look, there's no need..” I started to say, but he silenced me with a quick kiss on the lips.

"Behave yourself."

I closed my mouth.

Ronther dropped me off at my bedroom door, opened the door, waited for me to come in, gave me another quick kiss, and closed the door.

I didn't even know what to think. Where had he started wanting kisses from me? Ronther always made it clear that he couldn't stand me.

I didn't hear from any of the three Alphas for the rest of the day. I had dinner inside my room and, in the morning, I was awakened by an omega. She was clearly happy as she was humming along.

“Oh, good morning!” She greeted me and I responded with a nod, first, and after stretching, I answered.

"Good morning!"

“Miss, you should take a shower and get ready. Our Alpha has advised that within the hour, the Alpha Ronther Grimes will come for you.”

“Wh… what?” I asked, throwing the covers to the side. Would I visit Ronther's pack? The Masked Pack? I wondered why the pack was called that way...

With the help of the omega, I showered quickly, dressed in a nice dress, but nothing too formal.

“Miss, you are beautiful. That silver hair is really pretty!” The young omega spoke. “I'm sorry you can't see, Miss Sibyl. But do you know? Perhaps after your Lycan blood starts bubbling, you can once again recover from any physical damage!”

“What do you mean, Amelie? I don't know much about Lycans.”

I felt like an idiot. There were books in the library and I kept putting it off to read more about myself.

“When a Lycan is injured, or born with a problem. If he can withstand the transformation, he will show that he is worthy of possessing Lycan powers.”

I felt my heart squeeze in a positive way. It started beating very quickly. And he needed to have a birthday soon. I never sang, until today.