My Alpha’s Betrayal: Burning In The Flames Of His Vengeance by Moonlight Muse

5. A Hot Brew

and I felt guilty. I’ll rinse them off once I had rinsed the mud off myself I decided. I turned the showerhead on and placed my hand under it, waiting for the water to warm and quickly stripped out of my clothes, carefully placing my panties aside. They weren’t as wet as the rest of my clothes and I needed to wear them. I stepped into the tub and under the water, welcoming the warmth of the hot water, letting it soothe my aching bones. Once I had soaped myself clean and realised that I smelt a little like Theon thanks to his body wash, I stepped out of the shower and grabbed one of his towels. I dried myself quickly and then walked over to my muddy clothes, dumping them into the tub I had just gotten out of and quickly felt inside of Theon’s jacket pockets. Taking out a few explosive enchantments and two small daggers, I placed them aside and dumped his jacket into the bath too. Scanning the bathroom, I looked in the drawer under the washbasin but didn’t find any washing powder. I guess he took his clothes to the castle to have washed, Omegas or the human staff would usually do all the chores like this and someone of Theon’s status would have one or two Omegas attending to him personally, that I was sure of. Remembering what Nikolai said made a pang of jealousy flood inside of me. Theon was a young man, one who would obviously have needs… did he have Omegas for his sexual desires? Or maybe he visited The White Dove. A deep frown settled on my face as my thoughts got darker and darker. After wringing out the clothes, I draped them over the edge of the tub and towelled myself dry before slipping my panties on. My body was screaming with exhaustion and the urge to just curl up into a ball and go to sleep threatened to consume me. I examined the pants before pulling them on, tying them tightly by the drawstring at my waist. Last of all the shirt, I slip it on backwards, flinching slightly as I reached behind and closed one button. I looked at my bruised hands and sighed, picking out a few splinters before I clutched the towel and stepped out of the bathroom. I looked around, noticing the curtains were drawn, the lights were switched on, the floor was clean from all the mud and water, and both our shoes stood by the front door, clean. The hearth was lit with a blazing fire that warmed the entire room up. I looked over at Theon who was pouring what smelt like coffee into two mugs. I couldn’t resist a small smile from crossing my lips, I don’t think I had ever seen Theon do anything so… ordinary? I wasn’t sure if it was the right word, but he still looked far too handsome whilst doing something like that. He glanced at me, raising an eyebrow and I shook my head quickly, turning away, trying not to blush. I went over to the sofa and took a seat staring at the shelves. Most looked like history books, although there were some training ones and others on other subjects. “Don’t be nosy.” He remarked, placing the two mugs on the table, and I took a moment to drink up his muscular biceps. Oh Goddess this man is made to sin… May I be the subject of that sin? I frowned at the thought, remembering the incident with Nikolai. “Drink it whilst it’s warm.” He said, taking a seat on the sofa, and I suddenly became very aware that this was the first time we were in a private place, alone. I reached for the mug, my arms screaming with agony, when he grabbed hold of my wrist, pulling me back. “Are you simply stupid, or incredibly reckless?” He raised an eyebrow, giving me a cold gaze. My heart skipped a beat when he took my hand in his, using the other hand to feel my bones, cricking a few as he went. I bit my lip at one point, trying not to pay attention to the tingles that danced up my hand and arm at his touch. He dropped my hand, taking the other and picked out a few pieces of wood that my body hadn’t automatically rejected. “Ouch.” I winced when he pulled out a thin piece of splinter that was embedded in my finger. He glanced up at me, before he let go of my hand. “You didn’t answer that question.” “I didn’t realise it was a question.” I replied. Reaching over I grabbed the mug, the shirt