Alpha Kane's POV:
As we stepped into Alpha Samuel's ho, the first thing that hit was her scent—my mate, Elena. It was unmistakable, and one thing was clear: she was in a hell of a mood. The emotions swirling in the air were palpable—hurt, confusion, betrayal and fury, all wrapped up into one overwhelming mix. Not the kind of confusion I liked.
We walked into the scene of her hugging her mother, Luna. The mont Samuel entered, Elena pulled away from her mother and, much to my irritation, ran into her father's arms.
"Oooh, Daddy!" she exclaid, her voice full of joy. But the happiness quickly vanished when her eyes locked onto mine. Her entire deanor shifted, and suddenly, that fury I had sensed was directed squarely at . Her erald eyes flashed with anger as she glared at , and damn if that didn't stir sothing primal in .
"Why is he here?" she asked Samuel, her voice laced with disdain, still wrapped in her father's embrace. Her words, dripping with disrespect, had on edge, and fuck if I wasn't already imagining the punishnt I'd give her for that tone. The jealousy that shot through at that mont was almost unbearable. Why wasn't she running to ? Why wasn't she in my arms? The possessive growl in my throat nearly escaped, but I held it back, though barely.
Damn, the thought of her in my arms, where she belonged, her body pressed against mine, made burn with possessiveness. My little mate was in desperate need of a lesson in respect. How dare she look at with such defiance? How dare she challenge in front of everyone? The dominant side of roared to the surface, aching to take control of her, to remind her exactly who was in charge here.
she needed to be taught so discipline. Her tone, her defiant eyes—she was testing , pushing at the boundaries of my control. And hell if I wasn't ready to take that challenge. My dominant side surged, the need to make her submit flooding through . She didn't know it yet, but I could already imagine her as my perfect submissive. The things I would do to her... She wouldn't be able to walk right for days if I had my way.
A slow smirk tugged at my lips as I watched her—this fiery little mate of mine had no idea what she'd just triggered. The thought of her sprawled over my lap, her round, beautiful ass turning pink as I spanked her for every act of defiance she'd dared to show ... it was a vision I couldn't shake. Damn, I could already picture it. Five swift, hard slaps to that perfect ass, each one making her gasp and squirm beneath my touch, until her defiance lted into submission.
My cock stirred at the thought of it, and it took everything in not to adjust myself right then and there. If she were my submissive—hell, the things I'd do to her. I'd make her beg for release, but I wouldn't give it to her. Not until she understood who had the power here.
Samuel tried to intervene, speaking in that soft, fatherly tone. "Now, calm down, dear. That's no way to talk to your mate," he reprimanded her gently. His words snapped out of the images playing in my mind, but it didn't do much to cool the fire coursing through my veins. Damn it, I was already hard as a rock just thinking about her under my control. His words were like gasoline on the fire already raging inside . Mate. The word echoed in my mind, fueling the images of exactly how I'd teach her what that ant.
I forced my thoughts back to the present before I lost myself completely. But my mind kept wandering back to the fantasies—of laying her across my lap, spanking her beautiful ass until it turned a perfect shade of pink. I'd take her to the edge of pleasure, teasing her rcilessly, and only when I thought the punishnt had been enough would I finally claim her, taking what was mine.
My gaze raked over her body, taking in every curve that I already ached to touch. God, I'd have her so wrecked, so thoroughly dominated, she wouldn't be able to walk straight the next day. No—she wouldn't be walking at all by the ti I was done with her. I wanted to bend her to my will, to make her scream my na, to see her broken in the most delicious way, only to put her back together again.
Fuck, I was already hard, thinking about it. I had to get myself under control, but the thought of that perfect little body beneath , trembling, as I brought her to the edge again and again, denying her release until she was nothing but a pleading, wet ss—it was too much.
The idea of finally taking her, of thrusting into her after she'd begged so sweetly, her tight body gripping as I claid what was mine... Fuck, I had to stop. The bulge in my pants was already painfully obvious, and the last thing I needed was to walk out of here like so horny teenage boy in front of my mate's father.
What the hell was wrong with ? I needed to get a grip before I embarrassed myself right here, in front of my mate's parents. But that didn't stop the images from replaying in my mind or the desire from curling deep in my gut.
One thing was for sure—Elena had no idea what she was in for. And I wasn't leaving here without her.
At her father's gentle reproach, Elena cast her eyes down, and for a fleeting mont, it seed like she was reflecting on her mistake. Maybe she was starting to realize the gravity of who she was dealing with. But then I heard it—a barely audible murmur that escaped her lips.
"Stupid, narcissistic jerk..."
Fuck.
If I hadn't already been teetering on the edge, that little murmur would've pushed right over. My blood boiled, not with anger, but with an overwhelming urge to remind her exactly who she was talking to. That bratty, rebellious attitude of hers was going to be the death of .
But Goddess, it only made want her more.
Her defiance, the way she fought even now, made my pulse race in a way that no one ever had before. She didn't realize it yet, but every act of resistance was fueling the dominant side of , making crave the mont I'd finally get her alone. I let it slide—for now. But she didn't know I was keeping score. That little comnt just added to her punishnt. Two offenses already, and we hadn't even started yet.
The things I would do to her, the ways I would teach her exactly what happens when you disrespect your mate... Fuck, it was taking everything in to hold back. My fingers itched to grab her by the chin, force her to look at , and see the fire in her eyes as I made her understand who was in charge.
I couldn't wait to get her alone. Away from prying eyes. Away from her father. The second I had her to myself, I'd have her exactly where I wanted her. I could already picture it—her pressed up against the wall, her breath hitching as I closed the distance between us, trapping her with my body.
I'd take my ti, savoring every second as I showed her just how wrong she was to test . And once I had her, trembling and breathless, there'd be no more running. No more defiance.
She'd submit. Oh, she would *submit.*
But first, I had to play this ga, bide my ti. I'd let her think she had the upper hand for now. But deep down, we both knew how this would end.
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