Surrendering To The Billionaire Alpha

FAYEI fluffed the pillows on my bed again, looking around the room to make sure everything was perfect. I wasn't about to risk my father's ire again. He always found a reason to punish me. Even for the littlest things. I wished I could fluff my sorry life to perfection, just like the pillows. I looked around at the room. My room for the past six months. Father had demanded I left the main house. He was finally tired of me being there with his perfect little family. All my life, it had always been the three of them; Dad, Erin and my stepmom and then me. The pesky little responsibility that dad had to look after. My stepmom and stepsister despised me, anyway. They always have, and they've never hidden it. I walked down the stairs, leaving the arcticEven though he was my father, he hated looking at me; hated hearing any mention of me. I could tell on some days when I had the misfortune of running into him. The mere sight of me was a torment to him. He always said I looked too much lik

Nathan stepped out of the study and the look I gave him was obvious. Fear"What, beautiful?""There's a portrait of a black rose in your study." I glanced at it, then at him. "What does it mean?""It's just a painting, Faye. Might as well fill the space with something, right?" he said, raising a brow at me. I fell silent, not wanting to talk about it any further. He had said it was a portrait, purely for aesthetics, and I would believe him.We went up the stairs and he led me to another room, a different one from what I'd been lying in earlier. "Here. I prepared another room for you. I had you in the other one because you were unconscious and I wanted to monitor you. But this room is decorated with lighter colours. Softer tones for you, I guess."So that had been his room. I wondered how to tell him I wanted to sleep in his room with him. I liked the darker shades. And I wanted to lie on the bed with his fragrance on it. "I'll be back at intervals to check on you. But you should ge

I woke up on the cold, bare floor. I opened my eyes and saw that I was still in the dark room. I had been in here long enough that I didn't know the time. If it was still nighttime or morning already. The closet walls were all lined with shelves and huge storage spaces. There was no window in sight. The air conditioning is extremely high. The entire room was far too cold. How long was I asleep for? My head hurt like hell. I could feel my body throbbing. I'd cried for a while until I saw that he really wasn't coming back. I'm well used to sleeping on the cold floor down in the basement back at home. It isn't something I hope to continue with Nathan. I sigh wearily. Everything felt hot and sweaty, it was painful to breathe. I held my face in my hands and closed my eyes tight. There was no way this was happening. I really shouldn't have brought up the girl. I slowly got up from the cool floor and walked towards the doors. Rubbing my arms and trying to get some sort of feeling back in

FAYE I moved forward slowly, staring at the TV. The girl was standing behind me, but I no longer felt her as I struggled to breathe.“He’s looking for me.” It’s all I muttered as I stared at the paused screen of the news report.“Who?” the girl questioned from a million miles away as I stumbled and walked in uneven steps across the room, closer to the TV.I reached out my hand as I neared the image that can’t be true, but is. My fingers trembled when I slowly pressed them onto the screen. My breaths fractured and filled the room.If my father was looking for me so publicly, would Nathan still want me with him? And if they found me with him, wouldn't they make me go with my dad, since he was my biological parent?I shook my head. I didn't want to go with him. I didn't want to go back. And I was eighteen already. That meant I could make my own decisions free of parental control or permission. A rush of panic seized me again as I realized I was considering the matter too simply. My

NATHANI opened my eyes slowly, my eyes immediately getting used to the shadows of the room. Glancing over at the window, I could tell it was almost dawn. Time to get a move on if I would make it back to Manhattan early enough for the pack meeting. I could hear Faye's soft breathing beside me. Heard her heart thudding softly. I couldn't sense her wolf or smell anything that said she was one. Weird. I knew she was latent, but this was truly horrible. I had to wake her wolf.I went to get out of bed, glancing over at her bare skin. The sight of tiny stripes of whip marks on her pale skin made me growl in furious anger. He'd almost ruined all of her skin. I refused to think of what the marks on her skin reminded me of. I got up, my hard on reminding me of the night before. Faye was truly mine now. In every sense. I'd had to be softer than I knew myself to be capable of. That had surprised me. And I hadn't taken my pleasure. Also, something I'd never have done.I walked into the ensuit