Chapter three
Rejecting The Beta
Faint light was coming through the window and I woke up. The morning felt beautiful and I felt a strange sense of security and happiness around me. I had never woken up so calm and happy. It was a good feeling and I never wanted it to go away. Then, after few moments of relishing the beautiful morning, I noticed that a big arm was draped around my waist and someone really strong laid beside me. I ran my hand over his arm and sparks flew through me. Again.
I had my back touching to his shirtless six pack and I thought who else could sleep beside me except Ace? But, today Ace felt strangely, more muscular and powerful, I may add, than he actually was. May be it were the after effects of becoming the Alpha. I lifted the heavy arm off a bit so that I could turn around to look at his beautiful face. After a few moments of struggling, I gasped with shock.
Ethan?
His brown hair covering his forehead, features of his face so perfect, and I, helpless and crushed into his chest so protectively, made me blush. He held me so tightly that our noses almost touched. Just a bit more closer, and we could have actually kissed.
Wait. Did I just think that? Am I a crazy jerk who can't stop cheating on her boyfriend?
But it's not cheating. My inner voice argued.
Then, I remembered.
Ace.
I had fallen asleep with him. What was Ethan doing here? How did I end up in- this was my bedroom. I was in my house. How did I end up in my house? As far as I remember, I fell asleep in Ace's bedroom and there was no way Ethan would have bursted in and taken me away without getting into a dirty punch game with Ace. Yet, I couldn't see any scar of the fight and I was sure enough that I would've woken up if I had heard them fighting.
"Ethan!" I screamed trying to push him away a little. Putting hands on his bare chest felt a bit awkward to me but it was necessary to make a fair distance.
I shouldn't have done that as his eyes snapped open.
"What?" he jumped over me on all fours and looking around, fully alert. It was...an uncomfortable or should I say... nothing... I should say nothing about this... position.
"Jez, are you all right? Did you see someone?" he asked me, his voice still a little husky as he had just woken up.
"Y-yeah. I-I'm a-all right." I tried to speak.
Keyword: tried.
"Then why did you scream, sweetheart?"
Oh, no please get off me. I couldn't stop admiring his beautiful face and feeling butterflies in my stomach.
"I-I... y-you... here?" I couldn't even form a coherent sentence.
What a coward you are, Jez.
I looked away from his face. I looked anywhere but his face.
He seemed to get that I was uncomfortable and got back beside me which was still, for me, really uncomfortable. I felt goosebumps on my arms and neck. Not that I was not liking his presence, I couldn't deny that, no. But...
I sat up and turned my back towards him as I started wearing my slippers. I really needed a shower. I was in no way ready to speak to him, right now. He held my wrist and asked, "Where are you going sweet mate?"
The words were out of my mouth before I could even stop them, "Going for shower."
"D'you mind if I join?" he grinned at me and then winked on seeing my expression.
WHY DID I TELL HIM THAT?
I jerked off my wrist and went to the bathroom. I made it sure atleast a hundred times that it was locked. You couldn't trust this guy, seriously. I heard him chuckle softly when I locked the door.
As I showered and calmed myself, Ace's voice suddenly thundered in my head.
"Jezebel," he screamed making my head ache, "Where the hell are you?"
Should I tell him about Ethan?
Probably, I shouldn't. There was no way he would know, was there?
"Ace, I-I just went home t-t-to take a shower." I replied.
He would have sensed my nervousness as he said, "Well, you could have done that in my house only."
What should I say? What should I say? Oh God.
"Umm, I-I didn't have any clothes there." Please that should work.
"Okay. But I want you here, right now, come back as soon as possible." He didn't seem satisfied with my answer though, but atleast I was saved, for a moment.
"Okay. I love you."
"Love you too, Jez."
After getting ready, I went back to my room, to see the only thing which I didn't want to see. Ethan was standing near the window and stretching, still shirtless and not to add, in his boxers. He looked so sexy. I don't how to control myself. This was worst than the month in which a werewolf goes in heat. Although, I had never gone in heat but I had seen people behave very differently towards the opposite gender. If you know what I mean.
I started to head towards the door, to leave without saying anything to save myself from utter embarassment.
He must have felt my presence as he turned to look at me and asked, "Where are you going sweet mate?"
Why did he call me that?
"I- Don't call me that." I answered.
"Then, what should I call you?" he asked covering the distance between us in a few long strides.
I looked away and that was a mistake. I should have just opened the door and left but now, I was caged. Ethan had me against the door, his hands on my either sides and I was actually forced to see in his intense, grey, eyes.
"Is 'princess' okay?" he asked me, leaning a bit nearer.
"N-no."
"Love cake? Sweetheart?" he said, brushing away a strand of wet hair off my eyes.
I flinched as I felt the sparks again and the butterflies in my stomach seemed to appear magically whenever he touched me.
I couldn't look at him. I just couldn't. My hands had gone all sweaty and my feet cold. I was panicking. I had to go to Ace. What was I doing here?
I looked away and then said, "I n-n-need t-t-o g-go." I managed to complete the sentence.
"Don't you like any of these names, Jez?" he sounded hurt.
"No, that's-that's not t-the problem."
"Then, what is?" he asked me.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I needed to tell him. He had the right to know if I was his mate, about me and Ace.
"Ace and I- Ace is my—" but I couldn't conplete my sentence, because I heard Ace's voice in my head again.
"I am coming to your home. You stay where you are." He sounded extremely angry.
Oh no! He can't come here. He couldn't see Ethan here. No. he will kill him then me.
"Ace, no. I am- I am on my way." I replied, hastily.
"Don't you lie to me. I know you haven't even left."
And he broke the mind link. Just like that. I groaned mentally. Why me, moon goddess, why me?
"Ethan, I-I'm really sorry but I really need to go."
"Ace is your what?" he asked angrily, "You were talking to him right now. Am I right?"
My silence gave him the answer.
He punched the wooden door and I flinched so hard that I bumped into his other arm which was caging me. He was so powerful that his punch had made a hole in the door.
His eyes were pitch black. His wolf was on surface.
"E-Ethan, c-calm down." I didn't want his wolf to take control. Alpha and beta wolves were very dangerous when they took control. I had even heard that sometimes, they forcefully mark their mates.
Ethan, however, pulled me into him, put his face into the crook of neck and breathed deeply, taking in my scent. I have also heard that one's mate's scent can calm down any werewolf, no matter how angry he/she is.
"Please, Ethan." I whispered.
"No!" he roared, "I will fight for you, Jezebel. You are mine. No one can look at you the way I can, no one can touch you the way I can and no one can kiss you the way I can. You are mine, Jez. Only mine. And I never let go of what is mine. D'you get it?"
I was at a loss of words. It sounded as I was Ethan's mate. Everything, I had ever heard from my elders, about how it felt when you meet your mate, could all be seen in Ethan's eyes. I was lost in his grey eyes. How intently he looked at me. His eyes had love. Love for me.
But then again, it was wrong. I can't leave Ace.
"JEZEBEL!" Ace's alpha voice thundered outside my house.
For a moment Ethan dropped his hands and turned to look away from me and I quickly ran to the balcony and to my misfortune, so did Ethan.
I saw Ace, red with anger and he seemed to fume when he saw Ethan with me. My brother was standing infront of Ace in a defensive position.
"Let me meet her." Ace ordered my brother in his alpha voice.
Why was my brother stopping him to get into the house?
"I have the Alpha's orders." My brother replied with not an ounce of fear in his voice.
"I AM THE ALPHA." He really was now out of control. All I coukd feel was fear as I realised that he could actually hurt my brother.
"He means the previous Alpha, son."
Alpha Mason's calm voice was just a beginning to a really ugly storm...
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