Chapter 5

ROLAN’S POV

Her hips swayed to an invisible melody and the wind ruffled her hair making her look like the most ethereal being in the world.

Scatch that she is the most ethereal woman in the world.

Everything about her is heavenly.

From her pale skin. To her luscious raven colored hair. To her violet eyes.

Everything about her is unreal. And I will own every last piece of her.

“Rolan!”

Curtis yelled into my ear and I jerked in my seat, causing me to tip over the glass of water on my desk. The glass shattered against the floor and Curtis’ heated glare was still trained on me.

“What the fuck do you want, Curtis?” I threw him a glare of my own, no way I'm I going to get disrespected in my own damn off even if it was by my Beta who I sometimes saw as a friend.

“Oh I'm sorry. I only want to know why the Alpha was lost in a daze while his Beta was discussing a very important topic. What the hell is going on, Rolan?”

“There's nothing going on.”

“Don't give me that crap, Rolan. You were distracted during a meeting. You're never distracted. Especially when it's about something important.”

A sigh left my lips and I ran a palm over my face before I gaze drilled holes into his face. Curtis is right. I am distracted.

But how do I tell him that the object of my distractions was just a few rooms away? How do I tell him that the woman I came with only a few days ago was slowly pulling me to an unhealthy obsession?

“Wait…does this have anything to do with that girl, Anya?”

Anya. Just the mention of her name stirred my wolf from it's momentary slumber. He tugged against the cages of my subconscious, letting me know that he greatly enjoys thoughts of her.

“I don't know what you're talking about?”

The frown on his face deepened and a look of condescension passed through his gaze and the urge to punch him had never been greater than it is now.

“I never thought I would see the day were you would he this obsessed over a woman.”

“I'm not obsessed.”

“We both know that you are.”

“And what if I am?”

“Then you better get your act together. I've already claimed her. Don't let your desires and whims affect the pack you've struggled to protect.”

I shot up from my chair and glared daggers at the man in front of me. Anger bubbled in my chest as my blood heated in my veins. How dare he speak to me in such manner. How dare he command me on what I can and can't do.

I slammed my fist against the table. The sound boomed in the silent room and a lesser man would have been scared shitless by now.

But Curtis was no lesser. He was strong. Intelligent. Calculated. And had a solid pair of balls on him. But right now, he was really pissing me off.

“Don't you ever speak to me in that manner! I am your Alpha. You show me my respect above all else!”

Curtis’ eyes hardened with each tick of the clock on the wall and the air was thick with tension before he let out a sigh and spoke in a more controlled voice.

“Understood, Alpha. But I hope you know want you're doing about this situation on your hands.”

“There is no situation.”

He turned to leave without another word or glance spared between each other and I sank back into my chair with what an invisible weight on my shoulders.

I claimed her last night. I claimed her against her will. I forced myself on a woman who had barely recovered from a bad dream.

I am a horrible person. I should be ashamed of myself. I should loathe myself. I should punish myself.

And yet…

The only thing I'm capable of doing is reminiscing on how her body felt so soft against mine. How her hair felt so silky when I ran my fingers through them. How her scent clung to my skin for hours.

“Rolan.”

And how her lips uttered my name like a soft, prayer to a secret god.

Wait. Anya has never called my name so softly before.

I lifted my eyes open and there she stood at the front of the door to my study, looking every bit of the pure creature she was.

For a second I went stupid under the gravity of her beauty. My mind incapable of forming any thought that didn't revolve around her. But then I remembered my most important rule when it came to her.

Never let her go outside.

“Anya! What the hell are you doing here? Who let you out of your room?” I asked in a harsh tone. The anger was evident in my voice but despite me sounding like a literal barbarian, she still stood there smiling at me like I just hung the moon.

“I added you a question, Anya?”

The smile on her face grew and before I could utter another word, she turned on her heels and walked right out.

“Anya. Anya, you better be going back to your fucking room.”

I walked out of my study onmy to catch sight of her going in he opposite direction of where her room is.

Where the fuck is she going?

“Anya! Anya! Where's you going?” My voice grew louder and more desperate with each step I took. What the hell did this girl think she was going?

Her gently laugh echoed against the walls of the hallway and her careless attitude only made me much angrier than I was.

“Anya! When I catch you, I'm going to…”

“Alpha.”

A gently voice cut through the air like glass and my feet came to a halt before I slowly spun around to come face to face with two servants. A boy and a girl.

I turned back to the hallway to try and get a glimpse of Anya but all I saw was an empty hallway.

“Can I help you with something?” I asked in a hurried tone. My patience dwindled with each second they spent staring at me like I grew a second head.

“You know what, nevermind. Do you know where she went?”

“Who?”

“The girl I was chasing before you interrupted me. Raven hair and violet eyes,” I gave them a vague description of her and the two of them shared a loom with each other before they turned their gaze back to me.

“If you have something to say then say it!”

The girl opened her mouth only to close it again. The words she wished to say refused to leave her mouth but lucky her companion was bold enough to get the words out for her.

And I would have much rather he be quiet.

“Alpha there was no one else in the hallway but you.”