"...I've never had an orgasm before!" I blurt out, backing away a few steps.
He sits up, dark hair ruffled and messy from the fingers I ran through it. His eyes, once wide, slowly darken.
"You what?" He breathes.
***
Running from a dark past, a gi...
My idle threats don't faze him. I don't seem very intimidating right now, but once I'm committed to something, I'm not going to easily back down.
"I wouldn't, if I were you." He smirks a little, looking over me. "You're the one in the bed, and I'm the one with your weapons."
My mouth dries. Shit.
He doesn't have my weapons on him now, as far as I can tell. He is wearing an ambigious black jacket that could have my favourite dagger tucked beneath it...
"So you just came here to taunt me?"
"I came here to see you, to ascertain why you were in our lands," he muses, stalking closer. If I didn't have my wits about me, I would lash out I an attempt to harm him.
I swallow tightly. Under no circumstances can I reveal my true intentions for passing through that forbidden territory.
"I'm not from here. I had no idea I was trespassing," I tell him, trying not to convey my raising panic.
He narrows his deep green eyes.
"Where have you come from?"
"I'm not telling you." I can't tell him.
If the truth is revealed, I'll be sent back. I may even be sold once he realises the value of what is sitting in this bed. I don't think I'm inherently anymore valuable than anyone else, but to my the man I'm running from...apparently I'm priceless.
"What are you doing here?" He presses.
"Again, I'm not going to tell you." I grit my teeth, holding his gaze with a ferocity to match his. Everything about him is calm and stoic, although I can see him contemplating snuffing me out with a pillow.
"What if my family decided to have you arrested? Then you will be forced to talk," he notes.
Being shoved deep into a prison could be a bad thing. I would be sitting, waiting to be found. It could be a good thing, however, as I may be able to disappear into the endless shadows of a prison, never to be accounted for again.
Either way, in a prison would be better then being near him.
"Arrest me then. You would be doing me a favour," I comment snidely.
He lets out a long breath, his frustration mounting. "What is going on?"
"Please just leave me alone. Once I'm healed you will never see me again." I turn my head, looking out the window, trying to signal that this conversation needs to end.
"I still require answers," he pushes.
"Why?"
"It is expected of me to keep this territory safe." He doesn't seem so amused anymore.
I hold back an eye roll. I've been surrounded by men sporting the same attitude my whole life. Protecting their Pack is of upmost importance, and nothing else compares.
"Because you're an Alpha, huh?"
"You speak so lowly of us Alpha's. Do you come from a lawless place?" I can't tell if that's an insult or a genuine curiosity.
"I come from a place I want to return to, which I shall do the moment I feel better," I mutter.
Tugging the duvet up to my chin, I consider pulling it over my head so I can drown in the darkness. Kaan freaks me out, and not just because he's capable of overpowering me at this point...
It's because he's capable of revealing my secret.
"I recommend never returning here again." His voice sounds a little more distant as he backs away to the door.
I peak out from under the covers. "I just want to heal and get out of here."
The irritating part of this exchange is that I'm telling the truth. I have no interest in this Pack and in Kaan and his sister. I truly want to get out of here as quickly as possible.
"Tay is fragile, she isn't exposed to other girls her age very often, so watch how you act around her," he demands.
I nearly roll my eyes. Ideally I don't see his sister again through this healing process.
"She's the one forcing herself on me," I tell him through gritted teeth. "Have you really not spoken to others your age for years?"
His brows crease.
"It wouldn't be right for the royals to integrate with the general public," he says after a long moment of silence.
I slap a hand over my eyes. He sounds indoctrinated, but he also sounds careful with what he is saying. I sense there is just as much deception and secrets going on here as there was at home.
"I hate this place so much already," I mumble.
"Stay in your bed, say little to Taysa, and leave as soon as you're better," he orders in a tone that is purely Alpha. "Otherwise I'll kill you."
I narrow my eyes on him. "Not unless I get you first."
His lips tilt up as he gives me a final look. "Challenge accepted."
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