My Hot Alpha

I couldn't help but submit. His wolf was present and he was making damn sure I knew my place. I could feel the sob trying to burst its way through. My body trembling, my wrist throbbing, my blood everywhere. Pressing firmly against my wound a hiss fell from my lips at the stinging sensation. I couldn't look at him, my head still bowed, my eyes focused on my now soaked red sleeve.

Tears fell from my eyes, if this was what he was going to be like when he lost control then I didn't want to be apart of it.

I didn't deserve to be treated like this. He couldn't get away with treating me like this. He was dangerous, his wolf was worse but surely he could control it better.

The hairs on the back of my neck stood when I saw the paw in front of me. He had shifted. A whine fell from his lips as he circled me.

I couldn't stop my body from shaking.

I was terrified.

Another whine left his mouth as he nudged me with the side of his body. Did he want me to look at him, did he want me to get up. Regardless I couldn't move.

....

I don't know how long I sat there. Could have been hours, all I could focus on was the huge beast laying beside me licking my wound.

He wouldn't change back. I wasn't even sure if he could. Every time I moved a growl fell from his lips. I was tired, hungry and wanted nothing more than to go home.

This wasn't how I thought tonight was going to end up. Couldn't blame me for wanting to get through a day with no drama.

I didn't expect to be trapped in his parents kitchen by a 6 foot feral wolf. Surely someone would be coming home soon?

He nudged my hand with his head before another whine fell from his lips. "I don't talk wolf Jake". I knew he could hear me, I knew he was present. "You have to let me up". I groaned. I was sore from sitting in the same position for so long. A sigh of relief left my mouth when I heard the front door open. He pounced to his feet standing over me.

Already he was growling.

"M-mom". Alanna stuttered. "We have a problem". As she took a step towards me he snapped at her. Oh shit. He wasn't playing around.

"Hey". She glared. "I'm your sister. I'm not a threat". She took a step back. "Leah are you okay?".

"Just peachy". I was past bothered. I had been sat here that long all my rage had disappeared.

A laugh fell from her lips. "I know I shouldn't be laughing but-... but you're tiny compared to him". That wasn't funny in the slightest.

"Oh Jesus". Charlotte gasped. "What in the-... is that blood?".

My wound had maliciously healed. The blood she was talking about was soaked into my sleeve.

"Jacob Taylor I've just about had enough of you". She yelled. "Sweetheart, are you hurt?". She couldn't get close enough to check.

"It's dry blood". You wouldn't even know I had a cut in the first place, it was completely gone.

"Did he hurt you?". She asked.

A growl tore from his mouth as he blocked her view of me. I could hear her sigh before I heard her high heeled shoes on the kitchen floor.

"Alanna is away to get you clothes". As she walked to the patio doors she pulled it open. It took me a second to realise she wasn't talking to me. "You can get up honey, he won't hurt you". And just like that Jake bolted for the back door.

I was numb, my legs, my bum. A groan fell from my lips as I got myself to my feet. I couldn't wait to get to bed tonight. She closed the patio doors before looking at me.

"I sometimes wonder where that boy gets his temper from because it's certainly not his father. He's out of control".

That's something I didn't want to hear. Especially not from his own mom. How could I control him when he's like that?

"Where did the blood come from?". She flicked the switch on the kettle fixing two cups.

"His claw". I took a seat at the table. "It was an accident. This is not how I thought today was going to go".