Chapter 9: Heated Denials

:Rhys:

I wasn't going to die after all.

That was my first thought as I heard the hinges of the dungeon gate creak open.

It felt like I had been without food and water for about a century and the God damned bullet in my shoulder was like Hell on Earth. So when I finally heard noises from the doorway, I was ready to swallow my Alpha pride and grovel at their feet, no matter who it was.

" W-w...t...r..." I could hardly breathe rather than speak. It felt like I had swallowed gallons of sand, my throat was that dry.

But I don't remember if I actually got the water I had asked for or not because black sports soon danced in my vision and the next thing I know, I had passed out.

The next time I woke was not to my hands tied at an unnatural angle in some dark, cold dungeon, but to an annoying beeping noise that I knew all too well.

I tested my eyes and fortunately got them open with little trouble. My left arm however, was a completely different story. I couldn't feel it at all. This scared me to thinking that the crazy mate of mine might just have cut it off.

Lifting my head up a bit I looked at my arm and sighed in relief that my arm was just fine and bandaged up and I was not in some white-walled hospital but in a room.

From what I could tell, the room was an ordinary one with thick wooden walls and floors and there was a thick woolen carpet on the floor to keep the cold out and a fireplace radiating warmth from the slow flames. The queen sized bed that I was lying on was had a red and black color scheme and the carpet was red too.

Next to the bed was a heart monitor and a bunch of other medical equipments I had no idea about, and an IV was connected to my arm, dripping some pale yellow liquid.

Well apart from that, someone had been kind enough to change me out of my dirty clothes to a pair of black cargo pants and a black woolen tee, which was doing a great job at keeping me warm.

" Ah! Sleeping beauty is awake", said the most melodious voice I have ever heard.

I whipped my head around to look at the tall white blonde beauty, leaning against the doorjamb, in a green sweater and black jeans, her snow white mane was down to her lower back in short waves. " How long was I out? " I asked, surprised to find that my voice was working okay.

"Almost two days", she said straightening and shutting the door close behind her as she strode to my side.

She looked complete eatable to me. "Great. That means I'll be M.I.A for about 4 days now."

"Five...actually", she looked a little sheepish as she admitted that, sitting on a stool beside the bed.

"Five?" I raised an eyebrow questioningly, "Wasn't your punishment two days without food and water?"

"I forgot", she said nonchalantly. I wanted to bite her...hard.

"You-you forgot?" I asked astounded, she gave me a what's-the-big-deal kinda look. "So who reminded you? That cat-eyed brat?"I didn't want to use the name of the girl who shot me.

" That cat-eyed brat," she spat the 'brat' part, "is my little sister, Aya. And you should be thanking her for reminding me to clean up the trash from the dungeon".

It happened so fast that I didn't even realize when my wolf had taken over, but the next thing I know, my mate was under me, we were both on the bed and I was holding both her hands above her head, my eyes the golden of my wolf, my teeth extended.

She looked up at me with eyes of pure, endless ocean, not the least bit hint of any fear. Her hair was spread like a silver halo around her head. Face was instead, marked with annoyances. It infuriated my wolf further.

“Never. Ever. Call. Me. Trash. Again! ", I gritted out through clenched teeth, my wolf seeping into my voice.” I'm your Alpha. I'm your mate. Your superior-"

The next thing I know, I was lying face down on the bed with her twisting my injured arm behind my back at an awkward angle.

"You may be an Alpha but you do not own me. I am an Alpha as well and I don't care if your stupid male pride accepts it or not". She let my hand go and got up from the bed. " Now that you're awake and back to your 'alpha' self, take that beta of yours and get the hell out of my land".

She was about to storm out but I couldn't let that, not yet. "You didn't deny about us being mates."

It worked. She stopped in her track, back straight. She'd gone completely still. "We are not mates!" Her voice was strained.

"We are. You feel it too, don't you? The pull, the awareness. You feel the bond too. Don't lie to me." I got up from the bed too and came to stand right behind her. "Maybe you're scared to admit to me...or are you just scared of me?" I smirked.

She whirled around so that we were chest to chest; she was pretty tall for a woman. But the main difference here was, while her touch? Even though all the heavy clothes caused electric sparks to flow through my skin, she looked utterly unaffected by the contact.

"The only thing I'm scared of is killing you out of annoyance and starting an unnecessary war and bringing those filthy butchers to my doorstep," I just noticed that her eyes seemed to spark from within whenever she was angry. It aroused the hell out of me.

" Then prove it. Kiss me." I knew I was playing with fire. But right now, the thought of getting burned didn't scare me one bit, not if it was her doing the burning.

" I don't need to prove anything to anyone!" Clear defiance in her voice, but her eyes had heated up.

"Let's see", I backed her up against the door, step by step and by the time she noticed, it was too late.

I took advantage of the situation and slammed my lips on hers in a rough heated kiss.

Cupping her face in my hands, I attacked her lips with everything I had and it came to me naturally. I had never kissed any of the whores that I fucked. In fact, I had forgotten the last time I've kissed someone. With her it felt right, perfect.

She resisted me at first but soon wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back. Fire. Liquid heat. It scorched my veins, fried my brain until she was all I could think about. I was so lost that when I suddenly found myself being thrown back on the bed, I had no idea where I was until I looked up at her frowning face.

"This will never happen again!"Her jaw was clenched but the heat in her eyes remained. "Get the hell out of here as soon as you can and stay away!"

She whirled around again and opened the door but I stopped her again.

" Things between us has just began, mate. And I won't give up until I have my mark on your neck", I smirked as I said so.

"We'll see". With that, she stormed out and slammed the door shut in my face.

"We'll see", I smirked at the closed door. The hunt is on Miss. Female Alpha.

"Oww!"

And I think I just realized that she had sprained my injured arm. But it was totally worth it.