Chap 5

"My Luna will not walk into my house on her own feet for the first time. I will carry you in," he informed me.

I yelled in protest, but it was useless. He didn't  put me down. In  his arms I struggled. Hooking my fingers into claws, I scratched his back until we got inside the house. He didn't flinch. Rather, he seemed to enjoy my struggles.

My breath caught in my throat as my eyes scanned the whole mansion. Gigantic and classic were the words that came to mind.

It was way bigger than the pack house back at home. Maids bustled through the mansion, some bowing as they passed the Alpha. The house had a homely and cozy feeling to it and as I stared at the paintings that adorned the walls of his house, I noticed we had stopped moving.

"Do you still want to remain in my arms?" His deep baritone voice interrupted my thoughts and I clamped my lips shut, cussing  at myself inwardly. "Not that I mind though, but a few seconds ago, you seemed to want nothing but to get away from me."

I glared at him as he put me down. His eyes held a mischievous tint in them that made me wonder if he was the same person who had threatened to wipe out a whole pack hours ago. 

"Since I'm here, I would love to know where my room is," I said under my breath, adjusting my mask. He narrowed his eyes at me in thought, then his lips turned up in what I had come to know as  a mischievous smile. He led me to a door.

"We are here." He grinned, pushing open the door. My eyes took in the large bedroom. The decor was mostly Grey, just like his eyes. It was simple yet classic. There was a king-sized bed right in the middle of the bedroom and at the far end there were a table and a chair. My eyes moved to the other corner of the room and I spotted another door. It was probably the bathroom. There was a 32 inch flat screen television. I turned back to him.

"Thank you. You can leave now. I want to have the room to myself." I said tersely. 

The sound of his laughter ignited something in me and a frown formed on my face when he shook his head. I shut my eyes, willing my wolf to be calm when he took a step towards me.

"You will be sleeping here, Allison," he said after a few seconds. "with me."

I wanted to laugh out loud but apart from the short bitter laugh that came out of my lips, I didn't make a sound. I let my eyes move around the room again. They lingered on the bed. I directed my gaze back to him. A smirk played on his lips, telling me that there was a hidden meaning to his words.

"No," I declined and for a second I saw his eyes turn a shade darker, his forehead creased in a frown. Suddenly, the look of anger was gone, the smirk back in its place. "I will take the room next to yours."

I turned on my heels immediately, reaching for the door when I felt his hand on my wrist. Slowly, I turned around, my eyes widening as I looked at his hands on my skin. He pulled me closer to himself, tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear. He leaned in slowly until his lips were an inch away from mine. We were so close that our lips would touch at the slightest movement. I forced myself to stay focused, not to let the desire I felt take over my senses. 

 I didn't move an inch, afraid that when I did our lips would touch. I felt his warm breath on my neck, fighting the urge to mold his lips to mine.

 "Your mask…" he trailed off. A finger trailed along the mask till it reached my neck. "Take off your mask," he whispered.

I clamped my lips shut so as not to make a sound. I was afraid that if I did, a moan of pleasure would escape.  His lips followed the trail of a scar on my neck and I felt it again- that spark of desire. It was threatening to take over me.

'Stay focused, Alli. Stay focused.' I told myself. At a moment like this when I felt anxious, my wolf would have helped. It was a unique situation though because I had never felt this way around guys or anybody else. 

His lips moved away from the scar and I could feel my resolve weakening. I could see the whole walls I had built to protect myself come crashing down because of this man- Alpha Dante- because he was my mate. He bit on my earlobe softly and I hissed under my breath. 

"Remove your mask," he said again softly and kissed the same spot. He was taunting me and I knew it. He was revelling in the power he had over me- a power not even my Alpha had.

"You said you would agree to my conditions if I followed you here," I whispered, thankful that my voice came out as I intended. Harsh and cold. He froze. I felt his lips stop the soft kisses they were placing on my neck. Slowly, he raised his head to look at me. "You agreed on doing things my way, remember?" I added, my eyes fixed on his. Translucent. His eyes were translucent. A grey color that seemed to draw me into his depths.

 "I did," he admitted, stepping away from me. "But I'm not one to submit, Allison." He drawled on, a lazy smile playing over his lips. "I make others submit, Allison and you are-"

"I'm not like others." I interrupted with a fierce glare. He seemed surprised at my harsh tone. My hands found their way into the back pocket of my jeans and when I felt the sharp blade slice my finger, I grinned. "I've had a stressful journey. I would love to go to my room- now."

"It's the room next to mine. The one by the left," he said and I nodded. My hand was on the knob when he spoke again. "Your body seems to want this as much as I do, Allison but your eyes say something else. If I could see the face behind that mask, I bet I would get to know so much about you."

I gripped the door knob hard and swallowed. I hated the thought of him knowing things about me. Frustrated at the conflicting emotions roiling through me, I felt like slamming my head on the wall or taking down some rogues. Without another word, I opened the door and slammed it hard, relishing the sound it made.

I didn't change when I got into the room as I went to the bed immediately. Like Dante's, the room was big yet simple. Instead of the grey and black decor, this room was pink. It had pink floral curtains and at the far end of the room, there was a table and chair. All pink.Trash. I made a mental note not to ask him to give me another room or to repaint it. An Omega came into the room a few hours later and left a tray of food. When she was certain I didn't intend to reply or acknowledge her presence, she bowed and left. 

***

The sun almost blinded me as soon as my eyes opened and I shut them immediately. Wincing, I got up from the bed and switched off the bed lamp. Wondering if I had slept past time, I searched for my phone. It was 5:45 am. I got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom, coming out ten minutes later. My eyes trailed over the room, noting that everything was still in place and that nobody had come in while I was asleep. Apart from making sure that my doors are always locked, I was a light sleeper and no one could take me by surprise.

I slipped into black jeans and a purple crop top before sliding my dagger into the sneakers I wore. I slipped a pocket knife into my jeans. A smile spread across my face. With a final look at the room, I carefully climbed out of the window. Dante's pack house was higher than my packs' so I missed my footing once. I jumped and landed silently on the balls of my feet. I looked around, noticing no one other than the guards who did not move from their position. I ran into the woods, shifting to my wolf form midair.

My eyes searched the woods searching for prey or anything that I could use to get my mind off things.   There were no

rogues. No animals. Nothing.

My wolf, Milla, was as frustrated as I was. I shifted back to my human form and whistled. Nothing. Everywhere was eerily quiet as I wandered. Cussing under my breath, I stomped back to the pack house. 

The first thing I heard when I came back was giggles- the sound of females giggling.  Narrowing my eyes, I walked towards the direction of the sound and into what I guessed was the dining room. 

I saw him. Dante. His black hair fell over his face, his eyes twinkled in amusement as he stood between several ladies. They were all over him. As I watched, I saw one of them gently caress his neck with her fingers.