I want her

Jackson’s POV

Bryson was the biggest alpha in the central region. With his arrival, every region was represented. The formal living room had a powerful aura given the presence of the eastern, western, northern, central and the southern giants. Us, the big five, had to stick together in order to continue holding the power we had.

Bryson was the biggest threat to me. Although I was still at the top, his pack closely rivalled mine and was coming up at a high speed. Sometimes it even scared me and I had to look for ways to keep him down and ensure he didn’t become better than me. That’s why I tried my best to keep him very close. 

“Hey man,” I said when I saw him.

“Happy birthday, King” he said, giving me a short manly hug. 

“Thank you. What took you so long?”

Bryson went ahead to spin some bxllshit to explain why it took so long for him to arrive. I listened even though I knew his lateness was intentional. He was always trying to one-up me and for peace, I always acted like I didn’t notice.

Bryson and I shared a drink but midway, I realised I couldn’t concentrate on what was going on in the room. My mind was preoccupied with the slave who was apparently my mate. She was so hot and beautiful. The image of her pretty face had not left my mind and I wanted to see it again. My body was still yearning to be near hers, as it had been the first time I noticed her. 

I had never taken the mate thing seriously and didn’t think it could be as intense as it was proving itself to be. I had always laughed at my friends, calling them pvssy whipped when they couldn’t stop talking about their mates. Although she had rejected me, she was all I wanted to talk about and be with. Unfortunately, I could not tell anyone that I wanted my newest slave.

What was bugging me most was the fact that she had rejected me. A slave had rejected me. Thinking of that again made me crash the glass in my hand. The shards pierced my skin and made blood flow.

“What’s going on?” Bryson asked, fake concern written all over his face.

I shook my head before standing up and marching out of the room. I could feel the strange looks from the other alphas, but didn’t stop to say anything. As I headed towards the kitchen, I mind linked Angela, telling her to find Kelsey and take her to the eastern wing where I could deal with her without interruption.

By the time I got to the sink, the wound had already healed because my wolf was very strong. Washing off the blood, I left and walked outside. Angela informed me that the woman was already in the Eastern Wing waiting for me.

Within seconds, I was in that part of the building. It was very silent and there was no one around, which was perfect for me. I could inhale her very sweet smelling scent which made the blood in my body rush to one part.

Pulling opened the door, I entered.  The woman, who had been seated on the couch, stood up.

“It’s you again,” she remarked coldly.

My mate was a very beautiful woman, with the sweetest-looking pink lips. Her brown eyes were expressive and magnetic, framed by thick long eyelashes. I was sure that when she smiled, it was radiant, sweet and soulful. I felt like pulling her close and making love to her like crazy.

“Why did you reject me?” I inquired.

She chuckled. “Do you even have to ask? I have heard about you and know that you’re a heartless man. Why wouldn’t I reject you?”

“You’re my mate, and should know that I would never hurt you. It wouldn’t be in my favour to kill the woman who could give birth to my legitimate heir. I may not be as bad as you think.”

I almost wanted to laugh at the words I was saying. Never had I ever thought I would ever beg a woman to accept me, yet for some reason, I was trying to change this woman’s mind. I had always been comfortable with my ruthless and merciless nature, so I couldn’t understand why I didn’t want this woman to think of me that way. It had to be that stupid mate bond. It had infected my brain, and was making me say things I would regret when I got sober.

“I don’t want anything to do with you,” she said. “Unfortunately, I’m stuck as your slave for a year but that will be all there is to us. You’re my master and I will be your slave.”

The more I stared at her, the more I desired to grab her, turn her over and give her the best sex of her life. Maybe that would wake her up and remind her to make wise decisions. Antagonising me wasn’t it. I started walking closer to her, as she took a few steps back. I saw her glance at the door before I reached where she was, grabbed and pulled her close.

When she looked up at me, I wanted to kiss her so bad. Had it been any other woman, I would have done it but for some reason, I felt some respect for her. 

“Damn this stupid mate thing,” I remarked and let go of her. 

“I don’t want to be your mate,” she continued. “Accept the rejection so we can get over with this. I’ll go back to my work and you go back to your amazing life.”

“You’re going to take back the rejection,” I insisted, resorting to something I had been trying to avoid. I had tried to go down the peaceful route but clearly, it was not going to work with this stubborn slave. “If you don’t do it, I’ll make your life a living hell. It’s your choice, miss. If you accept to be my mate, I’ll make you my queen and you will have the life you’ve only ever dreamed of. My luna will have whatever she wants as long as she obeys me. You will give birth to my princes and princesses and will live a very luxurious life. It’s that simple.

If you reject me, you will be my slave for as long as I want. You will suffer punishment day in and day out and will live to curse the day you were born. You will work so hard that your body will slowly weaken until you can barely move. All this is up to you now. Be a good girl and make a good decision.”

For a few minutes, she was quiet and seemed to be considering my offer. She started pacing around the room and this gave me an opportunity to observe her beautiful body. The maid uniform she was wearing fit perfectly and hugged her in all the right places. Her ass was perfectly round and perky. I liked how it moved as she walked around. I wondered if she was doing it intentionally, giving me a chance to admire her beautiful body. Was she trying to seduce me? I wish she knew that she didn’t have to do anything because I was a goner. The moon goddess had sent me my type.

Suddenly, she turned back to me.

“No,” she said gently.

“What?” I said, not believing my ears. How was this woman going to reject the perfect life I was willing to give her.

“I said no. I stand by my rejection. I want nothing to do with you, Jackson King.”

I felt a dull ache in my chest as I looked at the woman whose expression was now cold as ice. Anger boiled inside me and my hands folded into fists. I could feel my wolf’s fury growing as I walked closer to the slave who had dared to reject me as her mate.