Chapter 5-Forced To Be His

Alpha Blake would have seen her as crazy if he hadn't made a few steps before her, causing her to shiver under the fact that he wasn't scared.

Only that he really was afraid. The sword that Quinn welded in her hands was so powerful that it could bring the entire city to the ground but he wasn't ready to make her understand that yet.

No, he just needed to make sure it never gets into her hands again.

“You are some stubborn ass, aren't you?” he teased, cocking his head as he watched her trying to hide the pain that the sword had leveled on her arms.

She groaned slightly, still maintaining her stance and the tip of the sword on Blake's face.

“Did you think I would give up? After you locked me in this stinking dungeon that you call a house. I mean who keeps an ancient sword laying in plain sight? What if a kid finds it and harms himself?”

“We have no kids running around here but I left it there so you'd find it, try to kill me and run away” Blake took a quick seat near the window.

It felt that he was blocking her only escape route but he'd take that risk than let her get away with the sword. Quinn felt paralyzed for a minute, like she had realized she had walked right into his obvious trap.

Now she hates him. His guts were stinging her and she didn't like it. How dare he make her fall into his trap like that?

She randomly remembered how he kissed her, the way he took her lips into his, capturing her in the hardest ways but still, he managed to set her body on fire like that.

His hands, though temporarily present on her body, had done permanent damage to it. She could still feel the imprints of his fingers on her, like scars from battle that would never fade away.

What was she thinking? That she could get away by threatening him with a sword that was centuries old and probably had no more powers left in it.

That was if it had any in it at all.

“Stay back!” She pointed at him when he made to move towards her again. Quinn had to remind herself that she was held bound in a cage, far from the scents of her home.

“One wrong move and I'll forget that—” Quinn didn't finish when she instantly lost her footing and crashed to the wooden floor. The sword, loose from her grip, landed at Blake's feet.

A small chuckle and Alpha Blake was laughing loudly at her.

He hadn't expected her to fall like that but he was glad she did. He instantly picked up that sword and fitted it into his pocket bag, with the mental note to keep it far away from her.

Quinn's cheeks had turned red due to embarrassment, she hesitated before she got up from the floor. Unable to look him in the eyes anymore, she kept her head bent.

“You might kill me now you have the chance to” she murmured. And though she didn't mean it, she wanted him to get rid of her as quickly as possible.

But Alpha Blake wasn't going to do that just yet. Infact, the girl had intrigued his interest in her.

“Are you a werewolf?” He asked her. Quinn was quick to nod against it but Blake wasn't convinced.

He had smelt something in her. Unlike other younglings he had trained in the past, each of them had a scent of weakness in them but Quinn was different.

“You smell off—”

“Oh so I stink now?" Quinn had hurried him, not letting his last words make it to the surface. Not only did she feel turned off by it, she felt threatened.

Again, Blake broke into a small laugh, ignoring the serious look on her face.

“If you had let me finish first, you'd see that I wasn't complimenting you. I wasn't even trying to make you look bad”

“You clearly said that I smelt off—"

“I meant something different" Blake was already getting tired of being nice. He had to remind himself that this same witch had broken into his locker and had taken a weapon that could end the world.

Sassy ass, who did she think she was to question him like that? A nobody that he would fuck anytime and let his Betas finish her off.

Inwardly cooling his burning nerves, he headed towards the door, to leave the room.

Then he turned around like he was forgetting something and said “Get ready, my men will be here soon to prepare you for a special occasion”

Quinn lifted her head in an attempt to question him when he raised his hand towards her like he knew what she was about to do.

Then he added, “No questions, just get ready.”

He had taken a few steps outside when he looked back at her, to give her a chance to say what he had forced her to swallow down. He sighed in resignation, his thoughts drummed heavily.

“Say it”

“I thought I was your prisoner, why do I have to prepare for your special occasion?” Quinn dragged on it, she just wanted to accept her fate in the hands of this cruel Alpha.

One thing was for sure, she could be getting ready for her own funeral. She had seen worse so she wasn't surprised. She'd rather die than live like a pawn in his house.

But Blake knew that even in all his cruelty, he wasn't going to give her away without a fight. It was like he had a lot to lose if he would let her go just like that.

“We are getting married”

Quinn's ears ringed badly like she got hit from a church bell. She heard him say something but she wasn't sure if she heard him well.

“What?” Her voice was barely above a light whisper. It had ceased all the masculinity she had left, now she was struggling to keep herself afloat.

“You heard me, get your ass ready. We are getting married today.”