Chapter 15: Mine

Maya's Pov I guess a simple slap doesn’t stop men like Ezra. Instead of taking it as a warning, he took it as pure entertainment. He laughed, a dark, cynical laugh that echoed off the walls of the private office. He wiped the blood from his split lip with his thumb, brought it to his mouth, and sucked the blood off staring at me with unhinged eyes. Then he came closer. Before I could step back, he reached out and roughly touched my face, framing my cheek in his hand like I was some wonder of the world. "Now I understand why the Moon Goddess chose you for me" he whispered, his eyes scanning my face with sick, twisted pride. I slammed his hand away, my skin crawling from his touch. "You don't want to go down this road with me, Ezra" I said, turning on my heel and walking away from him toward the door. "Oh, but everything is fair in love and war, Maya," he called out behind me, his voice full of arrogance. I slammed the door behind me, stepping out. I was frazzled and trembling, not just because I was thoroughly disgusted with him, but because the past just came flashing back before my eyes. Standing in that room with Ezra brought back everything. I saw my father's smile, my mother's warm hugs in our old kitchen. I remembered the love my parents shared, their happy laughter, and all the memories we shared together as a family before Ezra destroyed it all. And the reality hit me like a physical blow. I was walking endlessly down the hall, lost in my own dark thoughts, trying so hard to keep my walls from crumbling. I was so caught up in my head that I didn’t even notice Alexander standing right in front of me until I bumped straight into his hard chest. I gasped, staggering back a step, but he caught me. He was looking at me with the most unhinged eyes ever and his jaw was clenched and his eyes were glowing dangerously. Before I could regain my composure, he grabbed my jaw with his hand, tilting my head up to face him then leaned down, his eyes locking on my mouth and his nostrils flared. "You let another man touch you" he growled, his voice deep, rough, and vibrating with lethal possession. And just like Ezra, he thought it was a good idea to pull me with him, grabbing my wrist dnd I also let him, because I guess the word on the street today is pulling me. I was still recovering from everything I was going through mentally at the moment, so I didn't even have the energy to fight him off or pull my hand back. I followed him endlessly as he led me down a side corridor I hadn't seen before. We walked fast, his body towering over me, until we reached a set of private double doors that opened into a grand elevator. The lift was lined with dark gold mirrors and polished mahogany wood. It delivered us straight up into what I’m guessing is the Alpha King’s private wing. And boy, is it the most classiest, luxurious, fanciest place I’ve ever entered in my life. You could just smell the money in the room, mixed with his intoxicating, rich scent of cedarwood and . But I pretended like I wasn’t impressed at all. I kept my face completely blank, staring straight ahead as the elevator doors closed behind us. "You're hurting me," I said, finally snapping out of my daze and pushing him away the second we stepped on the carpet of his penthouse. He didn't care. The second my hand hit his chest, he grabbed my wrists, spun me around, and pushed me hard against the wall right beside the door. He pinned me there with his body, leaning his full weight into me so I couldn't move. His eyes were dark, filled with a wild, possessive hunger that made my wolf roar. He grabbed the back of my neck and started kissing me hard before moving down to bite my jaw and my throat playfully, claiming every inch of my skin to erase Ezra's scent. "Don't mark me," I gasped out, my breath hitching as his sharp teeth grazed the delicate skin over my pulse point. The physical sparks exploding between us were so intense it felt like electricity burning through my veins. My body betrayed me and l arched my back feeling his had d**k against my stomach. He pulled back just an inch, breathing heavily and placed his forehead against mine, his hot breath fanning across my lips and his eyes searching mine with a mix of frustration and want. "I'm trying," he growled softly, his voice thick with emotion. "I'm trying so hard not to tear this entire building apart right now. But you have to meet me halfway, Maya. Just tell me what’s wrong." "Nothing is wrong" I lied, keeping my voice as cold as ice, even though l was heaving for air. "Don't lie to me" he whispered, his hand sliding down to rest possessively over my hip, pulling me against his hard body. "I felt your pain through the bond. I smelled that bastard alpha on your face, and its taking me every ounce of my restraint not to rip his head off right in the hallway. He touched you. Tell me what he did." I looked into his eyes, seeing the raw, lethal power of a King who was ready to start a war just to protect me. For a split second, my walls cracked, but I forced myself to remember who I was now. " I don't need a King to fight my battles for me." "I'm not asking to fight your battles, my beautiful Alpha" he murmured, leaning in until his lips brushed against my ear. "I'm telling you that anyone who touches you will answer to me first. You can run from me all you want but you're mine."