Chapter 13: Not Yours

"Yes, I think the sooner, the better. When we return to my villa and I fuck you, you will enjoy it and accept me as your mate," Eddison laughed villainously, lightly grazing his human teeth against her skin and then teasingly nipping at her wrist. Alinta desperately tried to fight the drug with all her might, while Angela, completely feral, snarled and barked like a mad animal. She anxiously tried to reach Alinta and take control, but this strange poison would not allow it.

"It will be quick," he said, his eyes glowing an almost eerie yellow. His teeth elongated and sharpened as he carefully positioned her timid wrist between his jaws. Just as he was about to clamp down, Eddison hesitated, releasing her hand and letting it dangle at her side. He then lifted her head against his chest, tilting her face upwards to look at him. The poison had fully taken hold of Alinta, and Eddison revelled in seeing her so helpless in his arms.

"Perhaps I'm being a bit too hasty, aren't I? After all, marking is practically unheard of these days." Eddison tenderly brushed his thumb across her cheeks and lips, contemplating what he should do. Instead, he leaned in and kissed her. He carefully managed to force her mouth open and began to stroke her tongue with his. Alinta released incoherent sounds of protest through her nose, but Eddison was too much under a spell to take note. He became voracious and started to leave a trail of aggressive kisses down her neck while groping hard at her limp body. "By the Divinity, you are fucking delectable!" He breathed hungrily.

A deafening bang sounded, as the cottage front door burst open, causing Gareth to fly upon the impact. Eddison froze as his anger took over him. There at the door stood Bellinor with black eyes ready to slaughter whoever dared to oppose him.

"Bellinor, what an unpleasant surprise. Once again, you are rudely intruding on my personal affairs."

"Let her go, Dives, and abandon whatever it is you have planned," Bellinor warned sternly, making a strong effort to control Onyx.

"Please, I am in quite a pleasant mood, so do not ruin it. If you are concerned about her well-being, rest assured that I will take care of her; she is my fated mate after all," snarled Eddison, then licked the side of Alinta's face with his wolf tongue.

"That night when she found you, I witnessed how hostile you behaved towards her while entertaining your whores," Bellinor hissed bitterly.

Eddison focused his attention on Alinta and kissed her temple before speaking calmly. "I know I was a complete prick that night, but I had my reasons. I was furious when she discovered me. I didn't want her to see me like that, especially while I was caught up in the moment with three other women. I wanted to meet her when I was about to leave this shitty town and allow for our bond to be ignited on better grounds. It was meant to be my last fuck around before finding my mate. After our encounter, I have been only thinking of her as our bond has been driving me up the wall."

"You mean your bond. Alinta and Angela fully rejected you and your wolf. You should develop some sense and do the same, then you can continue to enjoy whoring around," Bellinor spat vehemently.

"You don't understand I tried, but still cannot force myself to do it. That night when she touched me, even now as I am feeling her in my hold, these gentle tingles vibrate my libido in ways I never could fathom. I can only imagine its potency once I mark this beautiful creature and fully claim her so that her side of the bond can reawaken once more." Eddison breathed with appetite, then kissed her neck.

Bellinor's face contorted, and his wolf snarled viciously, "Release her, you had your chance! Or I will be forced to take matters into my own hands and, in return, will tarnish your reputation."

"Gareth, could you take care of this old man for me, would you? My hands are full," Eddison said contemptuously as he began to lift Alinta into both his arms. Gareth nodded and started making his way toward Bellinor.

"Suit yourself," Bellinor replied, pulling out his phone. He tapped a button, and suddenly, policemen burst in from every entrance of the cottage.

Eddison was surrounded by multiple weapons aimed at him. "Put the woman down gently, then get on your knees with your hands behind your head," growled the commanding officer whilst semi-shifted. Gareth attempted to confront the officials to give Eddison a chance to escape, but he was quickly subdued by a tranquillizer dart and a taser.

Eddison roared, holding Alinta tightly against him. "What do you think you're doing? She is my fated mate! Do you have any idea who I am?"

"She rejected you, Eddison, you are here being arrested for sexual assault, attempted kidnapping and marking," said Bellinor calmly with a smug expression.

Eddison roared and began to shift, ready to bite Alinta’s shoulder. However, he was abruptly stopped when officials behind him tackled him to the ground. Bellinor rushed to Alinta, pulling her tightly into his arms and away from the chaos. He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped her mouth and tear-stained cheeks. “You are safe once more, my darling,” he whispered to her. “Someone call for the medic! I want her attended to immediately!” he shouted angrily when he saw her unresponsive expression and glossy eyes.

Moments later, three men arrived with a stretcher, eager to take Alinta from Bellinor's arms. However, Bellinor growled and spat, "Move out of the way! I will lay her down on it, and then you can take over!"

He gently placed Alinta on the stretcher and added, "You better inform me which room she will be admitted to as soon as you find out! And don’t worry about the costs; put the charges in my name, and make sure she receives the best treatment!" He glared protectively at the men.

"Yes, Mr. Crassus," the men responded in unison as they hurriedly rushed to safely secure Alinta to the stretcher before taking her to the ambulance.

Bellinor watched as Alinta was treated carefully. He became lost in his thoughts until grunting and incoherent roars pulled him back to the present. It was Eddison; he was still awake and struggling to free himself.

"You are quite the stubborn bastard aren't you?" Bellinor cussed through clenched teeth. Eddison looked at Bellinor with the utmost hatred, "Sshhe iss mmi..." he slurred, but the officer shoved his head to the ground to silence him.

Bellinor bent down on his haunches and whispered something menacingly in Eddison's ear.

Eddison's eyes widened at Bellinor's words, he started thrashing and kicking to break free, but it was no use his body had succumbed to the contents of the dart. "Take him away!" Bellinor ordered emotionlessly.

"Now, you will be confined to a small cell where I can keep an eye on you," he said to himself. Bellinor redirected his focus as he noticed the paramedics hoisted Alinta into the waiting ambulance. Bellinor quickly made his way to his car and instructed the driver to follow the ambulance.

Alinta heard strange noises, like ringing doorbells and electronic beeps. As her sleepiness faded, she realized it was early in the morning, and she was in a medical facility. Her heart raced as the events of the previous night replayed in her mind. Panicking, she began to shift out from under the covers to flee the bed when a sweet-looking nurse kindly greeted her.

“Mornin’ dear, where do you think you're going? The doctor hasn’t discharged you yet,” she said gently, pulling Alinta back and adjusting the blanket over her lap. “That was some strong drugs you had in your system, but the biggest surprise is how you’re even able to move, let alone try to make a run for it. Now, you need to rest; you’ve been through quite a trying time,” she added playfully as she tapped the back of her pen on Alinta’s nose before walking out of the room.

Alinta glanced around nervously. “This is quite a fancy room,” Angela remarked after whistling in astonishment.

"We are in big trouble! My wallet is going to combust before I even have a chance to get it out of my handbag," Alinta cried to her wolf.

"We may have had some help. People here know we can't afford this. What if..." Before Angela could finish her sentence, they were interrupted by rushing footsteps, and a familiar scent filled the air. Alinta froze and Angela began to snarl.