Chapter Four

Adora 

The night crawled like wounded insects and my limbs trembled with fear. Everyone was restless, huddled together in this hell hole, staring with wide eyes.

The fear of dying wrapped around us. Although it was certain that Thor wouldn't hurt me, it didn't stop my heartbeat from racing so fast that I felt the physical pain.

Some of the girls sobbed quietly. Although our dads were on the way it seemed the rogues had overpowered them. 

After long hours of staying wide awake, daylight streamed through the boarded-up windows and lit our faces. 

It was a cold, grey morning, matching my mood. My mouth tasted like sandpaper. 

Memories of last night filled my head. Thor felt insulted after I asked him to reject me. Of what use was a sexually appealing murderer? I'd rather spend the rest of my days in the sisters sanctuary. 

"Time for breakfast," a female rogue announced. The aroma of pancakes wafted down the dusty hallways making me want to drool. 

Four women, including the bald lady from the day before entered with a tray of heaped pancakes, bacon, eggs, sausages, and cups of strong coffee. 

The food smelled delicious and I almost moaned out loud. If we weren't kidnapped and afraid for our lives, I would've wolfed the damn thing down without any hesitation.

I looked away, trying not to show any signs of hunger. My gaze shifted to Baldy and I noticed the subtle swell of her pregnant belly. 

Some women don't deserve to be mothers. What example was a rogue going to set for her kids?

"Good morning, dear. Slept well?" She stopped right in front of me, her voice tinged with false warmth.

I remained silent, ignoring her. Morgana mind-linked me, warning me not to eat anything or respond to her fake pleasantries. 

"I have a bad feeling about this and know they have plans to kill us."

"I won't touch anything. We can't be too careful. These runts are up to no good."

Baldy chuckled. "That's good to know, Morgana. Because I've been hiding my secret plan to poison you all this time."

My eyes shot open in surprise, wondering how she heard us. Mind-link communication was only for selected family members and close friends.

Morgana raised an eyebrow. "Who cares if you heard or not. We won't eat your food. You can shove it down your pregnant throat. Your deformed kid needs it more."

Baldy shook her head, amused. "You might be stuck here for a while." 

"We'd rather go hungry than risk eating poison."

"Suit yourself, miss sassy mouth."

"You need to fuck off, " I snapped. 

Baldy's gaze met mine. She had a magnetic stare that made my knees buckle. For a moment she studied me then smiled softly and walked away. 

We were left alone. No girl was crying. Instead, we discussed several possibilities about why they kidnapped us and came to the conclusion that they wanted money from the Alpha.

Two males, who couldn't have been older than fourteen walked in, asking for me and everyone's gaze turned to face me.

"Alpha Thor calls for you."

Fuck!

The girls’ attention sharpened on me, their eyes heavy with curiosity. Morgana's voice filled my mind. 

"What does he want from you?"

"I have no idea," I lied. 

"Go tell your fake Alpha to shove a cactus in his ass," I said harshly, my temper flaring.

Their gazes darkened while the girls cheered me on. In seconds, the boys encircled me, forcing me to my feet, and pinning my wrists behind my back. 

My skin burned under their rough hands as they led me away. One of them shoved Morgana who was on her feet and ready fight for me. 

My chest rose and fell. The closer we got to Thor, the sharper our mating scent filled into my nostrils. 

Tears prickled in my eyes.I didn't want this. I didn't want someone so dangerous as my mate. All night, I begged the moon goddess to revoke the mating bond, but I could feel it grow stronger.

It was enough of a burden being an omega. Adding another problem to the mix was dangerous. 

"Don't touch me!" I yelled, but their grip was iron-clad.

They thrust me into Thor's presence, and there he stood – dressed in a different leather jacket and ripped jeans.

"Did I ask you to hurt her?" He turned around, his face a glowing mask of fury. 

The boys let go immediately, taking a step back and dropping down to their knees.

"We're sorry, Alpha."

"Get the fuck out of here."

They scurried away. Thor's eyes scanned over mine. They lingered on my boobs which weren't so small for my slim build. 

His lips twitched slightly, the anger fading from his expression and leaving something else in its wake.

It took every ounce of self-control in my body not to rush to him and kiss him. Shame mingled in my throat and I lowered my gaze. 

Thor chuckled darkly. The corners of his lips lifted in a wicked grin. 

"Nice little package," he muttered loud enough for me to hear. 

"How are you feeling?" 

"I'll be better if you and your evil minions let us out of here." 

Thor reached for my chin and tilted it upwards until our eyes met. "You shouldn't speak to your mate like that. You should treat me with love and respect."

I brushed his hand away, fuming. "Don't ever call me your mate. Whatever prank the moon goddess is playing is clearly a mistake. And please don't ever think I'll agree to a stupid courtship ritual or have sex with you. Your threats don't scare me."

He stared at me silently for a long time and then to my surprise, threw his head back and burst into a really loud laughter. 

It had a light, almost boyish sound, in contrast to his baritone voice. It reverberated throughout the entire room, leaving goosebumps running across my body.

This wasn't right. I stood frozen, looking truly ridiculous. How could mere laughter turn me on?

He wiped away his tears and his laughter died down. His fingers traced the line that ran across the bridge of my nose down to my neck and along my shoulder blade, leaving scorching trails over my bare skin. 

"Your anger won't stop me, kitten, and your objections don't matter."

I bit my lip, feeling his gaze in my soul. His hands moved lower and his fingers trailed gently against my hip bones.

Why couldn't I pull away?

He leaned forward and lightly kissed my cheek. My heart lurched wildly. His smell engulfed me; a mix of arrogance and power. 

With all the strength I could muster, I pulled away. 

"I. Am. Not. Your. Mate," I spat, creating a wall between us.

"Cute," he mocked. "Newsflash, I couldn't care less about your opinions."

"And I couldn't care less about you," I challenged him, daring him to do his worst. "I'd rather remain mateless than be with someone like you. Do you think kidnapping me and forcing me against my will would make you worthy of being my mate? You're nothing but a power-hungry rogue."

He rolled his eyes, yawning. "You're lucky I don't hit women, least especially my mate. But let me warn you, It will be fun taming you."

A sexual magnetism radiated off him in waves, making it difficult for me to stay composed. 

"Feisty kitten. Soon, I'll make you mine. You will grovel for my love and beg for it," his smile twisted. 

The intensity of his words made my body moist. I was ashamed of myself and couldn't deny the fact that his words sent pleasurable shudders racing through me. 

"I want you to reject me now. I hate you!"

"Hate is such a strong word. Get used to my presence, my dear mate.”

I was about to respond when his white-haired Beta rushed into the room, glaring at me with raw disgust.

"What the hell did I just hear? Is this little scrawny girl your mate?" He snarled, pointing an accusing finger at me and looking down at my figure with contempt. 

I glared, my wolf wanting nothing more than to rip his throat out and feast on their blood, but I refrained from reacting.

"Keep your voice down, Conan. And I want you to leave," Thor warned him. 

"Not in my life! I demand that you break the mating bond. How can you be with this bitch? She's an omega."