Precious Mate

"What are you doing, sir?"

I stamped my feet firmly on the floor to resist the pull of the man's strong arms. I couldn't see his face clearly because the dim lighting only came from the light in the gap in the curtain. I tried to stay in my position at the doorway, but it was useless as I was slowly dragged inside.

I tried not to cry as fear engulfed me. I don't know why I still held on to the 5 pizza boxes I was holding in my left hand, even though I could have thrown them at the man in self-defense. I just thought it was my hallucination because of the power outage.

Once I heard the stifled growl of the man pulling me, I became convinced that I was hearing a different sound. When I hit something that wasn't hard but flat and warm, I knew I was getting closer to the man. I hardened my gaze to see his face in the darkness.

"Godiva Fletcher, you're my mate."

"I don't understand what you're saying. Please let me go, sir..." I whispered in submission.

At the same time, the electricity was back on. I was so firmly looking at the man's face who was talking to me. I measured that the distance between our faces was only a few inches, until I could feel the warm breath touching my face.

I was fixated on the visual of his perfectly chiseled face with a firm line on his jaw. Instantly, I dropped five boxes of pizza onto the floor. Unperturbed by the sound made by the impact of the boxes and the floor, the man continued to stare deeply at me.

Unexpectedly once again, he sniffed my neck, which was covered by the uniform collar. I cringed. Feeling the alternating inhalation and exhalation of breath against my neck's skin, I unconsciously closed my eyes.

"What are you doing, sir?"

"I'm sniffing your scent. Ah, it smells so good; so seductive and arousing."

Suddenly I was wide-eyed. I tried to take a step back, but my body was restrained by the man's hand. He kept his hands on my waist until I felt the blood rippling in my veins.

This was honestly my first time being in such an intimate distance with a man. Of course I had never felt the reaction of any man's touch. I took his touch of me for granted even though just a few seconds ago I was getting goose bumps.

As his hand went up to my neck, I stiffened even more. The touch effect from him was such that it kept me close for every second. My heart was beating violently along with my irregular breathing.

"I'm asking you to hold it for a while. You can hold on to me," the man said softly but firmly.

The man lowered his head to my neck again. The next second I felt something sharp pierce my neck's skin. I screamed and firmly gripped the shirt sleeve the man was wearing.

I felt a burning sensation in my neck followed by a dizziness that made my head heavy. I groaned loudly as the burning sensation began to spread throughout my body. I couldn't even stand on the floor properly.

Amidst the sensations that assaulted my body, I faintly heard the man whisper sweet words. When the grip on my hands began to loosen, I gathered the strength to ask.

"What happened to me? Why does it hurt so much?"

"You will get through it, Godiva. You are mine now and you are safe with me."

"I'm not..." I stammered.

I looked at my surroundings which were beginning to darken. The man's face also began to blur as my strength began to weaken. I could only feel that there were hands holding and hugging my body tightly.

*

"Good evening, my precious Godiva."

I heard the man's voice greeting me as I opened my eyes. I was lying on a large bed that was smooth and soft. It felt like I had fallen asleep for a long winter and woke up to welcome spring.

I sat up and checked my surroundings. I then looked at the man who was with me earlier. He was still sitting in his chair comfortably with his gaze fixed on me.

"Do you have anything to ask?"

Of course there were tons of questions swirling around in my head, pushing out to get answers from the man immediately. I quickly compiled a list of questions that I would ask him. Clearing my throat briefly, I looked back at him simply observing the expression on his face.

"What happened to me, sir?"

"You were unconscious for twelve hours and don't call me that. I'm your mate now."

I immediately widened my eyes. I didn't expect that I would faint for that long. When I heard him claiming me as his partner, I let out a soft chuckle but immediately covered my mouth 

"We don't know each other, so please don't speak out of turn. I'm not your mate like you said" I argued in a squeaky voice.

"We'll see about that. Do you have anything else to ask?"

"Am I being tricked? Are you a bad person? Do you want to kill me slowly?"

"Yes. No, I'm not. No, I won't. I'll set the record straight. I deliberately asked you to come deliver the trash. I'm not a bad person to you because I wouldn't ever kill you."

"If you're not a bad person, why did you hurt me? You're a wishy-washy person."

I moved my eyes left and right. I tried to take in every word he said. I held on to the thought that even I was still breathing at this moment.

"I marked you. The effect does hurt, but it will heal in a few days, I'm sorry about that. I didn't know that the effect would be this long on you."

I reflexively touched where the pain was on my neck. I felt a cloth covering the wound and it was still throbbing but the burning was gone. I wanted to think that all these strange things I was experiencing were just a dream, but I was immediately broken because the pain was so real.

I realized that it was already night. I immediately panicked and thought Maurico must be waiting for me. I looked for my black bag and saw it lying on the table right next to the chair he was sitting in.

I got out of bed and pulled my black bag roughly. I also looked for my shoes that I had found at the bottom of the bed. As I checked the cell phone I had just taken from my bag, I frowned as I stared at the screen.

"This is strange. He didn't call me at all."

"I asked him to," the man interrupted.

"You're weird. You make me have to come to this place, then you bite my neck. You're a human but you bite my neck like an animal. Who are you, sir?"

"I told you that you were my mate and not to call me that. I am Castor Melucci, Alpha of the Moonstone Pack."

Of course I knew he was a Melucci. I could see and read his name from the order paper Mauricio gave me. One question I was curious about, how could this Melucci guy do this animal-like 'biting' thing?

I saw that Castor had already stood up from the chair. He walked with his mysterious charm towards me. Just like at the beginning of our meeting, I remained motionless and could not avoid him. His intimidating aura seemed to nail my feet to the floor and freeze me into welcoming him.

"I don't understand any of this. Castor Melucci is an Alpha?"

"Welcome to my world, Luna. Tonight is the full moon phase, we will become one."

I stared at him without blinking. I was surprised by his confidence. I wanted to ignore his words that made no sense to me and leave that place as quickly as possible by stepping towards the door.

Before my intention could happen, Castor was already pulling me towards him. I was sure that I looked like a fool now. Being in a room with someone I didn't know and not being able to do anything, I must have completely lost my mind.

I felt my heart racing, the rhythm echoing in my ears as Castor's body pressed against mine. His lips hovered, teasingly close, until they brushed softly against my own. I held my breath, instinctively locking my mouth, trying to resist the pull. But his touch was gentle, and before I knew it, I was melting into him.

His kiss deepened, unraveling the tension inside me. Every inch of my skin responded to him, tingling under the heat of his body as he trapped me between him and the wall. The air around us felt charged, as his hand slid up my back, drawing me closer under his spell.

I couldn’t stop the soft sigh that escaped my lips, giving away how much I was losing control. 

I needed answers. I had to ask before I fell deeper into this.

"Why am I like this?" My voice was barely a whisper.

He pulled back just enough to meet my eyes, his gaze intense, possessive. "Because of me, my precious Godiva."

Before I could process his words, Castor’s lips claimed mine again, more demanding. His hand tangled in my hair, holding me captive in a kiss that sent shivers through my entire body. But just as the tension built to an unbearable peak, he broke away, leaving me breathless, eyes wide. 

“We’re just getting started.” 

The world around me seemed to blur, leaving only him, and the storm he was about to unleash.