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Rayne was currently sorting through some sketches on a 'super duper top secret project' that he was working on. I tried to peek several times but I was exiled to the other side of the room. Once again, I didn't like being kept out of the loop!
After mentally cursing him out, I laid on our new bed sorting through social media apps on my phone. It felt like absolute heaven, it was plush and ridiculously comfortable. I got a text from Ella.
"Have you seen the closet? Luna Aria let me get a sneak peek you lucky bitch!" I smiled proudly and replied back.
"Yes, It's amazing El! I have to thank her it's probably worth a fortune!"
I knew that the Alphas had money judging by how grand the home was but I didn't know that they had 'money money'. I wouldn't say that I was rich but my parents have always made sure that there was food on my plate, clothes on my body, and an education to receive in order to pursue a successful career in law. My father has worked his butt off to be in such a powerful position but he's never let the power corrupt him. He's still the same overprotective, role model of a father that's raised me and that I love with all of my heart.
"Puh lease, they're flithy rich Lynnie. It was probably chump change to her," Ella swiftly replied.
"So? I'm still going to thank her regardless-"
I didn't get the chance to type a reply back because I feel a firm grip around my ankles and I was flipped off of my stomach. I met Rayne's hazel gaze. I was so wrapped up in my conversation with Ella that I didn't notice that he approached me.
"What the-really?!" I squealed.
"I called your name twice and you didn't answer me. Had to get your attention somehow," He said while shrugging his shoulders.
"A light tap on the shoulder would've been more sufficient," I said, crossing my arms over my chest.
I usually don't get so worked up over him playing around with me. Images from my attack flashed in my mind when he grabbed my ankles. The attackers menancing eyes, his growl, he radiated pure evil. It sent goosebumps through my body as the thoughts invaded my mind.
"Get the hell off of me!" I screamed, trying to get free.
"You little bitch! Get over here!" He barked angrily.
"What's wrong?" He asked worriedly. I blinked out of my daze and realized that tears were threatening to fall.
I never had a chance to cry or go into detail about what happened, it happened so fast and my mental state was induced by the adrenaline and fear running through my veins at the time. I was frightened that I'd never see my best friend, my parents, and Rayne ever again. The last time I saw Rayne before that night was almost two weeks ago and I didn't know what was going to happen to me and it made my heart swell with hysteria, what if he got a hold of me?
"Ash-" He stopped when I looked up at him.
A tear slipped out of my eye, and then another. I looked away, I didn't want him to see me cry. Tell him, he deserves to know. My subconscious pleaded with me. If I held my emotions in any longer, they would slowly eat away at me and destroy me from the inside out. I made sure to strengthen my barriers soon after the attack, I didn't want him to bring it up so early for I was trying to cope with that fact that I was alive and at home, safe. I wasn't ready to face him on the subject just yet and because of that fear, neither of us mentioned it for the sake of enjoying the sweet aftermath. I needed to vent to him despite how much I wanted to lock the memories away into the darkest corners of my mind, it was the only way to truly move past it by facing it head on. It was hard because I was never an emotionally verbal person in the first place. I heard him gasp inwardly and he pulled me to his chest, it only made the tears flow even more now that I was thinking about not having this his warmth again if my attacker had succeeded. I clutched onto his shirt and he placed his hand on the back of my neck.
"While I was fighting him off, all I could think about was getting to you. Everything happened so fast and I just-" I said against his chest, my voice cracking a bit. It was hard to hear myself retelling the scariest night of my life. I cleared my throat and continued.
"After he died, I froze. If I didn't have that gun with me he surely would've succeeded. If that happened, I was sure I'd never see you again, or you'd die trying to get to me, and we'd never be this close again." I said, feeling him hold me tighter. He took a few deep breaths and I felt his hands tremble around me. This close, I could feel his emotions and he was angry.
"If somehow he succeeded, he wouldn't
have made it very far. I would've found the both of you and made sure you were far away enough so you couldn't see what I was going to do next." I lifted my gaze to his and saw that his eyes were closed and his jaw was clenched tightly. His anger was radiating off of him in waves.
"I would've killed him slowly and tortorously, he didn't deserve a fast death for putting his hands on my Mate. You are mine Ashlyn, I'm fighting this battle for you and Jason is going to get what's coming for him, I promise." He finally opened his eyes and they were swirling between black and hazel. His wolf was dangerously close to taking over.
The tears stopped flowing a while ago and focused on his rich voice as he spoke to me. I didn't mind how explicitly that he spoke, this was his nature. He was to kill to protect the ones he cares about and love while proving his power and dominance over the opponent, and his packs territory. I felt the need to soothe him because his whole body was trembling with rage. I stroked the side of his face, boring my gaze into his. He tensed for a moment but gave into my touch as his eyes softened slighty, he was still noticeably angry.
"We're going to win, Jason won't succeed." He looked into my eyes, his expression unfathomable before pulling me against his chest again, breathing me in.
" For the first time in my life, I was actually afraid. Deathly afraid of losing you, not being a part of my future because I know what Jason is capable of, I hate to admit it but he could be poweful enough to be considered a match for me. If I didn't get there in time or if you didn't have a weapon I-" He broke off abruptly when his voice wavered. A piece of my heart broke at feeling how distraught he was over the thought of losing me, the what ifs were threatening to drive us both insane.
He was looking anywhere else but me. I was frozen in place, awaiting his response. His grip loosened on me as he stepped back from me and let out a shaky breath, running his fingers through his hair. He was close to losing his control over his emotions, they were raging at this point, threatening to overwhelm me. I winced at the empty feeling of him not being close to me anymore. I wrapped my arms around myself and looked down at the ground, I couldn't think of anything to say for my thoughts were a scrambled mess. Painful moments of silence stretched over us before he spoke up again, gaining my attention.
"Ash, I realized that without you, there is no future." He said significantly closer to me than before. I snapped my gaze up from the floor to meet his burning one.
Besides the time that I asked him how he felt about me, he hadn't verbally expressed the depth of his feelings for me. I could tell through his actions that he truly was in it for the long haul with me but to hear him say it, that was on a whole other level. I wanted him to say things like these to me often but I realized that it was probably hard for him to put it into words. He didn't believe that I even existed then all of a sudden I popped up in his life. I understood if he was still coming to terms with his feelings because I was too, I loved him so much and my mind was still trying to process the fact that I could care for someone so deeply. This was real.
"I fought to get back to you, with every bit of strength I had left."
I took a step closer to him, desperate to close the distance and let him feel how serious I was.
His heated gaze found mine and he stood still, eerily silent. I was growing frustrated by how far away he was, I wanted to comfort him and judging by his masked expression, he didn't look up for it. I took a deep breath and crossed my arms. He took a step, and another until he was a foot away from me. The way he strode over to me made him look predatory and dominant, it sent a pleasant chill down my spine at how his eyes were dark and narrowed slighty, taking me in. He stroked the side of my face, letting his fingers trail slowly across the base of my throat to my collarbone, stopping just before the V line of my shirt. I never took my eyes off of him as he did so and bit my lip, I wanted him to go lower.
"He will never, ever have you."
He crashed his lips onto mine desperately without warning, stunning me. I responded after a few seconds and my hands soon found their way along his sculpted biceps, up to his broad shoulders and intertwining themselves in his dark tresses as our lips moved in blissful harmony.
"He'll never, ever have me." I whispered against his lips. He growled lowly in his chest in response.
Jason and his minions could kiss my ass.