Danica's POV In one swift drag, he tore my dress to expose my bare breasts. I felt my breath hitch as his hungry gaze devoured me. The sight was mortifying, almost embarrassing but most especially, I was turned on in the most brutal way possible.The urge to grab his hands and guide them towards where I needed him the most was unbearable. Another whimper slipped, pleading and downright turned on."Fuck, little mate, you're so fucking gorgeous" Alexander groaned, almost silently but I heard it.Then he broke the spell by circling one hand around one of my lumps. The contact sent my nipples tightening painfully and I jerked into his touch, wanting and needing more.His thumb and forefinger found a hardened peak, squeezing hard enough to draw a loud cry from me, a mixture of the sting and the pleasure that came with it. His eyes darkened as they preyed on my bare body, and without warning he tilted his head and took one of my nipples into his mouth.I arched in response, failing to bit
Danica's POV Maybe it was the whole mate bond thing, or the fact that my supposed mate wasn't just an ordinary werewolf. But I feel so overwhelmed right now. My heart wouldn't stop racing and my fingers and nails kept itching weirdly. 'Hey there' an awfully familiar voice whispered in my head and I almost choked on my saliva. She never called out to me unless she had to say something extremely rude. But right now, she sounded normal. And somehow, I got that same feeling of listening to an actual friend talking to me. 'Hi, there' I muttered in hesitation, expecting her usual disappearance whenever I tried to talk back but then Alexander chose the moment to snap me back to reality. "Are you okay?" He asked, worry lacing his tone. I nodded once. But I wasn't okay. My fingers began to itch in an unbearable way and my gum just had to join the itching party. "You feel weird, don't you?" Alexander chipped in, a very wicked smirk curling at the corner of his lips. But it was
Danica's POV Blake led me into the room a while ago and since then, I'd stood there frozen like my brain and body suddenly had a battle that none was willing to back out from. My limbs felt weak and my chest... Holy hell, it couldn't be more painful to breathe. Because right there before my eyes was Alexander. The strongest man I've ever met all my entire life, laying there like an advanced statue, growling and howling in pain, if that counts.His eyes were tightly closed. He was unconscious, but even his unconscious state couldn't resist the extent of whatever pain he was feeling.My heart squeezed tightly with every painful growl and I blinked once, twice, thrice, wondering if this was probably a dream. A nightmare. A prank. I swear it could be anything else and I won't be mad. Just not this. Just not Alexander at a death bed.But this was all real. Everything felt real. The pain in Blake's eyes, the hatred that lingered there when he looked at me like I was the reason Alexander be
Danica's POV I have so many questions to ask Scarface right now. Like why am I needed at the Pack house when I just officially got my free week? But for now? I couldn't wait to be out of Finn's sight.So I simply nodded without questions. He slowly inclined his head to the path he just came through, indirectly telling me to go first. 'Such a gentle, not so gentleman.' I was tempted to say out loud but I simply smirked in amusement.But my first step was suddenly halted when Finn's voice sliced through the air again."Danica, I'm not done talking" he pointed, clearly glaring at Scarface like the poor guy killed the Moon goddess herself."Well I'm done listening to you, Finn. Besides, I don't think we're close enough to exchange words like we're in the ultimate court of law" I retorted sharply, the exhaustion mild yet clear in my tone.Scarface probably noticed it because right then he urged me to keep walking. And I did that without looking back.Not even when I heard a low dangerous
Danica's POV Ever since the argument with my father, stepmother and Joey, Father has been careful enough to make me feel at home and comfortable. He wouldn't tolerate any foul talk about me and even though it did nothing to soothe the hollow, empty feeling I've always had about my own family, it still felt good to see the bitter look on Joey's face that she didn't bother to hide unlike her mother.I finally got to join the family meal for the first time in many years but at this moment, I couldn't keep anything down.I just killed all the time by picking on the food in front of me until I decided I've had enough of the suffocating silence.Maybe I got used to the usual rants and insults, but right now, the void of it all just made me feel even more pathetic because I knew deep down that it wasn't real.This sudden care and concern from my father was only a camouflage, because he now thinks I deserved it thanks to the position I held at the main palace. All of that care lies within a
Alexander's POV “Fine. I'll accept an exchange. But first, you have to know that, after the snowfall and she doesn't acknowledge the mate bond, you'll vanish from the face of the earth just as fast as I placed you in your mother's womb. And trust me it'll be really painful because you've spent half your divine energy on healing the same woman.” The moon goddess explained, her gaze trained on me intently. But I didn't even blink.“A blood exchange for a woman who isn't bound to you by the mate bond simply isn't acceptable. Now, tell me, do you still want to go through with this?” She asked, her voice clear as ice.“I would never have summoned you if I would give up that easily. I can't stand you, you know? I called you here because of her” I told her plainly and I watched the corner of her lips curve up in an amused smirk.I guess my father never paid proper attention to her for him to have spread pointless rumors about her being always expression