Fated: The Alpha Chapter 210: A princess treatment from husband

Chapter 210: A princess treatment from husband

Now that she was actually standing in front of him however, Sebastian could see plainly that she was not happy about the switch, and his amusement quietly drained from his face, leaving something sourer behind it.

"You don’t want me to travel with you?" He asked, watching her expression confirm what he already suspected, and feeling it further dampen the mood he had woken up in. So she preferred his cousin’s company than her husband’s?

For reasons he wasn’t entirely willing to examine yet, he had genuinely believed she might be at least a little pleased that he was coming along with her.

For a long time Zoe had begged him to go on even a one day vacation with her but Sebastian had repeatedly turned her down until she had eventually stopped asking altogether.

Had he come out here to give his sister a few days away like she had always wanted, she would have been overjoyed. But of course not his wife. Not his stubborn hellcat.

He had forgotten that the woman he married was not just anyone who would simply welcome his company without resistance. It wouldn’t be her if she didn’t either argue her way through it or stubbornly turn him down flat. Only he could match her stubbornness and then some, and he intended to.

"You are the Alpha, you can’t just leave the pack for a week and come with me. If Nick is busy then I can go on my own. There is no need for you to come along." Viola said seriously, crossing her arms and holding her ground.

The truth was she had been counting heavily on this trip. On the distance from the pack and from Sebastian specifically, to help clear her head and carefully untangle the conflicting emotions that had been pulling her in too many directions at once, stretching her thin in ways she hadn’t anticipated when she had first walked into all of this.

She had planned to find her sister and return with her mind finally back on track. With a clear enough head to think ahead about her future, about what came next if he eventually found the one he had truly been waiting for all along.

She didn’t like how she was becoming weakened by her own emotions and thinking about him every night, how her heart was quietly taking the wheel away from her mind and steering her somewhere she hadn’t given it permission to go.

She wasn’t thinking ahead the way she needed to. Being away from the pack and away from him might be exactly what she needed to find her footing again before she lost it completely.

But now that he was coming with her, how on earth was she supposed to let go of any of the feelings she had been fighting so hard to put down?

"I am the Alpha, which means I can arrange for others to cover for me. The pack won’t fall under attack in the few days I am away, Viola. I have been gone for months before, so don’t worry yourself about that." He told her evenly, and seeing her lips part to argue with him further, he narrowed his eyes down at her and said,

"Don’t stress it, love. I won’t let you travel to Nightshade alone. The path leading there is one of the most dangerous routes in the werewolf world. Save yourself the trouble and don’t argue with me about this one." Sebastian said as he stepped forward and reached for her backpack.

She refused to release it, glaring up at him with her jaw set, and Sebastian tugged it gently but firmly from her grip. She let out a sharp hiss as if in pain and he immediately stilled, his eyes dropping to her in concern.

"What’s wrong, did I hurt you?" He asked, only to be met with another glare aimed directly at him.

"Yes, you hurt me, now will you step away from me." She lied, thrusting the bag into his arms and walking around him to the passenger car door, biting back the urge to argue and refuse to let him follow her.

She reached for the door handle and realized he had locked it, and then she looked up at him to find him smiling at her from across the roof of the car.

"Why are you so mad? It’s not like you and I haven’t spent time together before. I don’t bite, you know." He teased, but she still had that grudging look fixed in her blue eyes and her lips pressed together as if she had absolutely no intention of talking to him.

And she didn’t. Not if she could help it. He was annoying and irritating to her right now in a way that sat hot and unresolved in her chest. Did he think she was perfectly fine with him after he had made her walk out through the back door while he received Laila through the front like she was the one who belonged there?

She was being petty and she knew it, but Viola couldn’t forget the sting of that moment no matter how hard she tried.

Had it been in the past she would have schemed her way into letting her hurt out on Laila somehow, finding a way to make it known that she was the one married to him and the shewolf should stay away.

But she was no longer that person, and so she had no idea how to deal with the jealousy and the hurt it had left behind, except to want to kill the root of it entirely, which was the feeling she was growing for the man himself. But now she couldn’t even do that properly because the man would be stuck with her for days with no escape route available to either of them.

"Unlock the car." Viola said with as much calmness as she could muster, looking at him steadily from across the roof of it.

He didn’t unlock it immediately. Instead he walked around toward her and gently swatted her hand away from the door handle before pressing the car remote to unlock it, and then reached out and opened the door for her himself.

When she got in, Sebastian leaned in after her and pulled the seatbelt across her, and she stiffened immediately at the sudden closeness of him, the warmth of him filling the small space between them.

"Wh...what are you doing?" Viola asked, her voice coming out shakier than she intended, caught completely off guard by his sudden closeness, his intoxicating scent flooding her breathing space and making it harder to think straight.

He turned to look at her as he clicked the belt into place and smiled, unbothered by her flustered expression, his voice low and warm as he said,

"Treating my wife the way she should be treated." He said calmly, holding her gaze for a moment longer than necessary before adding, "Get used to receiving the princess treatment, because for this entire journey I will treat you exactly the way my wife deserves to be treated. Everything and anything you want will be yours, baby."

Viola felt heat creep up her face against her will, completely betraying how much his words affected her. Princess treatment? Treat her as his wife deserves? Oh no. Please don’t. She thought desperately. The more he did and said things like that, the more her traitorous body and heart responded to him in ways she couldn’t control or reason her way out of. She was afraid of it. Genuinely terrified of where it was heading.

She bit the inside of her cheek and held her breath until he finished securing the belt and moved away from her.

She exhaled slowly, releasing the breath she hadn’t even realized she had been holding. She watched him through the rearview camera screen as he loaded her backpack into the backseat and then came around to settle into the driver’s seat beside her.

"I would have taken our private jet but there is no landing space in Nightshade. And I want us to travel with as little attention as possible." Sebastian told her as he started the car.

Viola didn’t register most of what he said after the words our jet. Wasn’t it his jet? Since when had it become ours?