Sold To The Ruthless Alpha

Damien’s POV

I don’t know what she has tripped over, but I caught her just in time, taking her in my arms as I took her back to her room that’s on the same floor as mine.

From the corner of my eyes, I could see her face heat up with a blush and she snuggled closer and hid her face on my shoulder, feeling so shy.

I couldn’t help chuckling softly as she kept hiding her blushing face away. I walked through the crowd of cheering werewolfs with her in my arms and I basked in the felling of warmth I received as I held her in my arms.

“Can we come over and spend the night in her room? I promise well behave ourselves and we’ll let have enough rest. Please.” Tracy asked through our mind link. She’s pleading and trying to sound convincingly and that could only mean that they are up to no good.

“Don’t even think about it. I don’t want to ever see you two up here. This is my private space and it stays that way. You can have her whenever she comes down from my floor. But as long as she’s up here with me, she’s all mine and I don’t intend to change that rule, ever.

Besides, this her first night in this house. She is my mate. MINE! So I get to spend this night with her okay?

Now buzz off. I’ve got something very important to take care of.”

“You’re such a joy killer!” yelled the other twin Stacy. I ignored them both and focused on putting Sofi down gently on her bed.

When we got back into her room, she finally raised her head up as she muttered a silent, “Thank you sir.”

“Damien,” I corrected her once more and she just smiled and looked away, avoiding my eyes. I pulled her towards her bed and I let her seat on the edge of the bed while I flopped down and sat beside her.

“Look at me Sofia,” I muttered lightly. We were both seated on the edge of the bed but she hid her eyes away from me, preferring to play with her hands instead.

I brought my hand forward and lifted her face up, forcing her to look into my black orbs as I gazed into her Hazel eyes.

She shivered a little when our skin made contact and I felt the sparks also. I knew that she is starting to feel the pull of the mate bond.

She leans her face into my palm as our eyes locked in a heated gaze. She is still reacting to our bond, she doesn’t even realize that she’s moaning lightly as my hand caressed her cheeks.

I wish I can just pull her into my arms and cuddle her until we both fall asleep, wallowing in the warmth that the bond offers us.

But she wouldn’t feel comfortable in my arm. I can see it in her eyes that she still feels scared around me. I need to make her see me as a good guy so she can feel relaxed around me.

When I finally got her attention, I slowly pulled my hand away from her cheeks. I want to have a serious talk with her and I want her to decide by herself if she really wants to be with me. I don’t want the mate bond t, o affect her decision.

I chuckled at her reaction when my palms left her cheeks. At first she whined as I broke our skin contact, but when she realized what she was asking for, she widened her eyes in shock as her hand flew to her mouth.

I wanted to laugh out loudly but that would only add to her shame and embarrassment. I suppressed my laughter and took her hands in mine as I brought her palm to my lips and dropped a peck on her palm before moving it to my cheeks.

I rested my face on her palm, just the way she had done it a few minutes ago. This would make her see that the feeling is mutual. Now she’ll know that I feel the same way she does and she wouldn’t feel embarrassed at the way her body is reacting to mine.

I brought back her palm to my lips, kissing it once more before letting it go. The mate bond can mess with one’s head, pretty much. I don’t want to be fantasizing about sex while I talk to her.

Neither do I want her to be distracted by a forced attraction to me. I want her in her right mind so I would know how she truly feels about me.

I sat sideways so I was facing her directly but I let myself move back a little so I can avoid making skin contact with her.

“First, I want to apologize for taking you away from your family. I want you to know that it was never my intention to separate you from them. But I just had to. Your father owes a lot of people money and Sooner or later, one of them would find out about you.

I know he hid you far away to keep you safe but trust me, he wouldn’t have been able to hide you away forever. It would be so bad for you to fall into the wrong hands. I couldn’t let that happen to you, that’s why I took you away.

The money I gave to him is enough to settle his bills for now. I just hope that he doesn’t gamble it away once more otherwise he could get himself killed by loan sharks.

I know you hate me for separating you from your family but I want you to forgive me Sofia. I wouldn’t want you to continue living in fear if me. I want you to forgive me and see me as a friend, can you do that?” I asked with a warm smile, hoping she would fall for my charms and good looks.

She looked at me quizzically. I guess she’s wondering if am serious or not. I kept my smile on my face as I waited patiently for her response.

I guess my smile must be contagious because she offered a shy smile of her own as she nodded her head up and down, telling me that she has forgiven me.

My face brightened up even more as I pulled her into my arms and hugged her firmly, whispering a silent thanks as I pecked her so warmly on her cheeks, before moving back to give her some space.

She turned a bright red as she blushed and hid her face away. I know she’s embarrassed about our little intimacy and I intend to correct that immediately. She needs to know how I truly feel about her, I believe she’ll feel more relaxed after knowing that am actually in love with her.

I brought my palms to her face and raised her head up to she can look at me once more, felling the warmth of her soft skin against my palms.

“Sofi, I want you to quit being shy around me. I don’t know if you have noticed but I like you social. I really like and I want you to be free and open with me.

I know it seems too soon to be feeling this way because we just met each other today but trust me, my feelings are genuine and to prove that to you, am going to give you some personal space.

Am not saying I’ll avoid you completely because I can’t really promise you that, trust me, I can’t stay easy from you even if I tried to. That’s how much I love you.

All am saying is that I will try to keep my hands to myself while I wait for you to come to terms with my proposal and maybe along the lines, you may actually love me too.”

I could tell from the stunned look on her face that she is finding it difficult to believe my words. I think her father must have told her some scary things about me, that’s why she doesn’t believe me.

I won’t push it though. I’ll just prove to her that am not as bad as the society portrays me to be. I’ll let her see my good side. With time, she would come to believe that although am mean and dangerous out there, I can also be loving and caring too.

“I’ll leave you to think about it, my love. My room is just opposite yours and I want you to come to me for anything you want okay. You’ll find all your clothes in that closet, but if there’s anything else that you need, don’t hesitate to ask me.”

She nodded in understanding as she looked at me with a warm smile on her face,

“Thank you,” she muttered calmly and I grinned widely because she finally spoke up to me.

I leaned forward and placed a light kiss on her lips before standing up to leave her to her thoughts.

As I left her presence, I felt that sadness and loneliness once more. I really don’t want to leave this room but I have to make her see that she needs me as much as much as I need to her.

When I turned around to shut her door, I saw the same sadness on her face as she watched me walk away. I know that its only a matter of time before she finally gives in to her feelings and agrees to finally be my woman.

I just hope I have enough self control to be able to wait for her to love me back.

“Do I even have enough self control to keep me away from that room tonight?” I thought within myself as I walk into my room.

I can feel my wolf whining and nagging at me, begging me to go back to our mate. My body is also reacting to the loss of warmth and comfort that I got from her when we were together.

Dear Lord,

Did I make a mistake by promising to give her space?

Am not so sure that I can last the night without her in my arms. I need her.