forced

No one heard Ashton utter those words, so everyone carried on with their merriment.

As he mingled with the guests, everyone was surprised because he rarely liked to be in the midst of people, but he wanted to fish out from where the pleasant smell came from.

It was very faint, making it hard for him to hunt down.

Ashton always wanted a mate, hence making it easy for him to know for sure that it was his mate.

"Where could she be?" Ashton spoke first, as he looked around.

"Let's enjoy the evening first." Ashton was a bit reluctant to find his mate, he wanted her to find them, after all, he was the alpha.

Ashton nodded to himself, but he couldn't help but feel the primal pull to find his mate. He scanned the crowd, his eyes lingering on the women, but none of them seemed to be the one he was looking for. Until he caught a whiff of a scent he couldn't resist.

"Over there," he said discreetly, pointing to a woman standing by the bar. She wore a red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, and her long black hair fell in soft waves down her back. As if sensing their presence, she looked up and met their gaze.

Ashton made his way over to her, his heart pounding with anticipation. When he reached her, he could see the desire in her eyes as she looked up at him.

"Hello," Ashton said, his voice low and husky. "I'm Ashton.  What's your name?"

"Jasmine," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "

"It's not you," Ashton spoke suddenly, startling the woman.

"Not me?" The lady was confused but carried on with her thing after getting annoyed with him.

"Where could she be?" The alpha continued to look around, not realizing that his mate was hiding out in the kitchen.

Sheryl continued her chores in the kitchen, not realizing that people were looking for her.

Her wolflessness was not helping the matter either.

Ashton followed the faint scent of his mate and went in the direction of the kitchen.

As he entered the kitchen, Sheryl's heart skipped a beat. The alpha towered over her, making her feel small and vulnerable. She tried to back away but hit the counter behind her.

"Please, don't be afraid," Ashton said, his voice gentle and reassuring. "I'm not here to hurt you. I've been looking for you."

Sheryl's eyes widened in surprise. "Me? Why?"

"I can't explain it, but I know that you're my mate," Ashton said, his voice filled with conviction.

Sheryl felt a strange pull towards the alpha, and she couldn't deny the attraction she felt towards him. But she was afraid of what it all meant.

"I...I don't know what to say," she stammered, after all, she was wolfless, there was no way of her confirming his notion.

"You don't have to say anything," Ashton said, taking a step closer to her. "Just let me show you how much I want you."

Before Sheryl could protest, Ashton captured her lips in a searing kiss. She moaned as his tongue explored her mouth, and she felt Ashton's hand brush against her thigh, sending a jolt of electricity through her body.

The alpha took time kissing her, tasting her, and exploring every inch of her body. Sheryl had never experienced anything like this before, and she found herself surrendering to his touch.

As he pulled away, Sheryl felt a sense of loss, but the alpha reassured her. "I'm not going anywhere," Ashton said, his voice low and seductive. "I'm yours, and you're mine."

She knew she should be afraid, but she couldn't help the primal desire that burned within her. She wanted him as much as he wanted her.

Ashton both pulled back from the kiss, his eyes filled with hunger and need. "Come with me," Ashton said, his voice low and commanding. "I'll show you what it means to be with me as my mate."

"No!" She spoke, voice firm.

"What do you mean no?" Ashton, being a hothead and could not take the disrespect.

"For all I know, you're just lying to me." She looked down, looking for an opening so she could escape.

With her words, Ashton's wolf flashed, not appreciating the fact that his mate was being deviant.

"You will follow us, Now!" His voice boomed,  scaring Sheryl, but she stood her ground still.

"No, I will not, excuse me." She ran, but Ashton's wolf became angry too.

He picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder as he wore a sinister smile on his face, liking where the situation was going.

"Put me down." Sheryl was already crying at that point, but the Alpha wolf just wanted his mate.

Ashton sniffed around, following the path of her very faint scent toward where it was dominant, her room.

"So, this is your room?" He looked around, still carrying her over his shoulders.

He dropped her on the bed as his eyes flashed amber color. His wolf was fully present. The scent of his mate did that to him.

"She looks good like this," Ashton commented, licking his lips.

Sheryl's eyes widened, she knew exactly what they were thinking.

"No, no, no, please." She began to beg, kneeling on the bed.

The Alpha chuckled, looking at his mate in that position.

"Oh sweetie, it's okay, I won't hurt you, let me show you how it is to be my mate," Ashton spoke while Ashton's wolf huffed.

He moved closer to her on the bed, and she scooted back, "No, don't do this please."

But, her pleading fell on deaf ears, he descended upon her, his wolf fully present. His human nature under suppression, Sheryl couldn't help but just cry and let out the pain in a way. Tears ran down her face in full force as she screamed.

"No!"