Enslaved By The Alpha

Time seems to have slowed down as I wait for a reaction from Kane. His breathing has gotten louder, and his hot body beneath mine has turned to stone. Part of me wants to rub my hand down his body to touch him the way I’ve always wanted to. I push those sick thoughts out of my head. Why do I want someone that hates me so much? Why do I want someone that tortures me any chance that he gets? 

The answer was clear. As long as I was his mate, it would always be this way. I knew why he hadn’t rejected me as yet; it was so that everything he did to me would impact me so much more.

It was the exact reason that I wouldn’t reject him either, even though I knew it would hurt so much to do it. When I left him, I wanted him to feel the same pain; no, I wanted to hurt him more than he did to me.

I wanted to prove to him that no matter what he did to me in the past or present or even future, nothing would make me fall. I’ll always fight back. I’ll always be the one on the winning side.

I may have been sheltered all my life, but I never liked losing; people always let me win. Now, I would fight on my own to get everything that I wanted.

He takes another deep breath, and his hands tighten once more on my waist.

He picks me up and places me back onto my side of the bed without saying a word to me. It’s the first time that he’s ever been this silent, and I have no idea what he’s thinking in that head of his. To my surprise, he reaches across and pulls the blanket over me. I gasp when his warm hand accidentally touches my leg while doing so. There are sparks everywhere, and I rub my legs together to try and stop the pleasure.

How long will I have these feelings for? When will be able to push it all behind me and make him pay for everything he’s done to me without feeling any pain in return?

“Go to sleep.” His words surprised me even more. What was with this sudden change?

I didn’t try to get on his good side again throughout the night, but I couldn’t fall asleep easily like him. My eyes were wide open for hours, and I was sure that it was already late.

That’s when I hear him tossing and turning on the bed. “No!” he shouts. “Stop! Stop it!” I turn towards him and am surprised by what I see.

Was he having a nightmare? His body was stiff, and there was sweat on his forehead. Kane continues to shout in his dream, and I have to wonder what he’s dreaming about.

tempted to leave him there just so that he can also feel some pain, but I’m not as evil as he is. I can’t see someone in pain and

and I try again harder. Still, he doesn’t wake and continues to

I whisper and shake him

touches my heart more than it should. What exactly

try to keep my feelings in check

tightens his hold on me. I’m not sure what to do in this situation.

hasn’t realized that he isn’t in his dream any longer, but again, I place my hand on his back

like this? I should

and he goes back into a deep

that? Was Kane abused in the past? Was | reading

and let go of him

for me and then leave him. That was all. No matter how much it hurt. I will have to let go of him and forget about this part of my life. It was

………….

KANE

had that nightmare once again-a memory from when I

was something I’d tried to

seems to be in a deep sleep. Her long messy dark brown hair was all over the pillow as it framed her beautiful face. I can’t stop staring at her. It was so f*****g hard to fall asleep last night when she was so close to me; her scent was constantly torturing me. How

I want her so much. Even though I know that I can never have her, I still want her. Even though I know that I’ll only continue to hurt her to get revenge for my father and sister. ..

her.