Alpha Prince Seeks Human Mate

Before I can react, scream or complain, the owner of this violent body grabs me by the shoulders and pulls me down with him. As I crash to the floor, with this very heavy man on top of me, I think: no. I won't let anyone fucking rape me. Oh, no. If they want my body, they have to either be cute or pay for it. I try to scream as the criminal rolls us under the counter. I move a lot trying to hit him in some strategic place, but I fail miserably. I try to free my hands to bring them to his face and gouge his eyes out, or give him an elbow in the ribs, or kick his balls, or throw my head back to break his nose. But, panicked, all I manage to do is move from side to side like a fish out of water. I think this annoys him more, I can tell by the groans he makes with his throat. He's probably thinking about how to kill me more painfully for being such a complicated prey. I don't know if I'm being way too dramatic about this situation, but I truly feel the need to run for my life.

“Good job, now it’s time to mop,” I continue twenty minutes later when he finally finishes something that usually takes me two minutes. Lion throws his head back with a groan, “What? Does my life mean so little to you? Just a sweeping session?” “No, I think you’re worth a mopping session too,” he murmurs as if being forced and rolls his eyes, “But I’ve never done it before. It looks complicated.” I frown in confusion as I study him from head to toe, wondering what kind of person has never mopped anything in their life? I guess someone so rich they have a cleaning team at their disposal. But… Lion doesn’t look like someone like that. Other than the fact that he’s incredibly attractive in face and body… honestly, he looks like he stinks. His hair is long and stiff, his clothes are filthy, and his arms are full of cheap and ugly tattoos. “Why are you looking at me like that?” He asks. “I’m wondering how it’s possible you don’t know how to mop, are you stupid? Your mother nev

The idiot grabs me by the arms and moves me aside violently, making me drop my bags and causing my groceries to fall to the damn ground full of used needles, but I have no way to fight him because he’s too strong. “I’m in the same predicament as last time,” he says breathlessly, with worried eyes, “I need you to send them away, to the opposite side of me.” “What the hell is wrong with you?! I’m not actually your personal ass-saver!” I growl and want to keep complaining because his stupid ass ruined my groceries, but he puts a dirty hand over my mouth to shut me up. “Fucking obey me!” he growls, making me shut up immediately because I’m not stupid. That was not a nice command… quite the opposite, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have spoken like that. But…” His head moves as if he’s listening to something I can’t hear, and he suddenly lets go of me to run towards the crackheads. Without even thinking twice, he throws himself at the five bodies sleeping together, falling right i

I scoff at that comment and roll my eyes, approaching to give him the shampoo and soap bar. “I’m being serious,” Lion adds, giving me a strange look. “I don’t believe you,” I say, crossing my arms as I watch him wash his hair. He moves calmly, as if we have all the time in the world. And I suppose we do. “I’m being honest, I’ve never had sex with anyone,” he says, and this time his voice sounds completely truthful, “I’m not… desirable.” “Oh, shut the fuck up,” I snap, rolling my eyes in annoyance, “You’re tall and you have all your teeth; that’s enough for most women, especially these days. Seriously, you’re the best pick I’ve seen lately.” “Well, I suppose,” he laughs, running the soap bar under his armpits. Thank god. “Unless you don’t like women?” I ask. If he turns out to be gay, I’m definitely NOT introducing him to Jonah. “I like women, they just don’t like me back,” he laughs again but shuts up when I give him another tired look, “I mean, the women where I’m from

Lion moves carefully to avoid drawing the werewolf’s attention until he’s close. She’s distracted, so he gets closer than I would have expected. When she finally turns to look at him, Lion attacks… or more like, he strikes like a literal lion. He grabs her crossbody bag and yanks it with such force that it rips from her body as he dashes off so quickly that he’s literally across the street in the blink of an eye, with the woman behind him, just as fast. “Nice. That’s what they deserve,” some guy walking past me says, his friends nod in agreement. They have stopped walking to watch as Lion disappears like a big cat-thief, “The guy was fast.”“And brave,” adds another.Too fast and too brave. That’s why he dares to steal from those magical beings, I guess. Maybe he’s a former athlete.I sigh and nervously wait a few more minutes. The woman never returns, and neither does Lion. I get up and move to a different spot just to avoid looking too suspicious. But I’m a little scared.I walk u