Refusing my Alpha mate

Clair

I was in despair, the scene of the guards being hit by arrows wouldn't leave my head, and for a few seconds, I thought about everything Arthur felt, seeing me die in front of him in all those nightmares, again and again. How agonizing and desperate it must have been, and just putting myself in his place, imagining myself watching him die in front of me, made my heart squeeze and hurt, hurt so much that I squeezed him deeper into my embrace.

"You weren't hit, were you?" I asked, still squeezing him, I honestly didn't want to let go.

"No, I'm fine," Arthur replied, and hearing his words echoing inside his chest made my entire body vibrate.

"How did you know it was to the left?" I asked, trying to understand, how he managed to save my life once again.

"I went the opposite way the arrows were coming from in my nightmare, I assumed it was the safest side. I trusted my instinct and my wolf." He said, and at that moment I felt gratitude, gratitude for having him, and for having saved my life, again.

It crossed my mind that if Arthur had accepted my rejection on the night of the ball, he probably wouldn't still have these nightmares, he wouldn't have this instinct to protect me, and I would probably be dead now.

I was also grateful that he didn't accept my rejection that night.

A loud sound from outside interrupted my thoughts and made me quickly release Arthur.

"We know you're there. There's no point in hiding." The voice was deep and imposing, I didn't recognize who it could be, but it gave me chills with each syllable pronounced.

"Let's go in, boss. We're in more here." This voice was lower and higher pitched. And the sentence gave me even more chills.

"Wait." It was another voice, deeper in the background, and it approached with strong, slow steps. "It's getting close to dark, and this cabin is so far from the trail. It will take hours for the guards to find them." He said it as if he was reflecting on it. “If we wait until midnight, she will be Luna, and it will be even better.”

That scared me, it ran through me, if before I was scared, now I was in shock, my gaze went up to Arthur, but unlike me, who had the most shaking hands I've ever seen in my life.

He was calm, serene, and worried, but not scared.

Arthur pulled back the curtain from the window and looked outside for a few seconds, before turning his gaze to me again.

"There are over 60 men outside, all hooded and waiting."

"And now?" I asked, distressed, unable to reason, not knowing what to do. It was as if even with all the training, now I was just a helpless girl.

"Despite all your and my training, we can at most fight 8 men each. They are armed and we are not. All we have left is for them to invade and kill us, or for your guards to find us, we just have to wait." Arthur said, and with every word he said I felt the pain of his impotence, of knowing he couldn't do anything there. "I'm going to drag this sofa to the door, they said they would wait, we'll be safe here until midnight." He completed it by going towards the sofa to pull it out.

But they want to kill me, not him.

"Arthur, they want my death, not yours, even if you want to stay with me until midnight, it doesn't make sense for you to die for no reason. You can run away." I tried to reason, to bring reason to it all, and just thinking about him dying for me made my stomach turn and tighten and I almost felt like vomiting.

Arthur laughed, his laugh was beautiful, but filled with pain.

"I would never run away, and you know I wouldn't even be able to leave." He always protected me, above his life, above anything. "I'd rather die protecting you." The second sentence came out like a confession, it was a whisper.

I grabbed his face, cupping with both hands, and pulled him close, I made our lips collide as if my life depended on it, Arthur received my kiss he wrapped my lips around his, and his sweet, minty taste made me feel a little bit of peace, in the midst of all that chaos, but he smiled, pushing me away slightly.

"I really think we need to get that couch over there," Arthur said, already heading towards the sofa and dragging the piece of furniture towards the door. He was strong, he dragged himself without any problem, but after positioning the sofa in front of the door, he let his body fall in front of the furniture, sitting on the floor and resting his back on the sofa. I didn't even need to think to join him, and we remained silent for a few seconds, sitting on the floor with our backs on the sofa, side by side.

I sighed, sighed in frustration.

"So this is it? Is this our ending? Are we going to die here?" I said letting out air. "I expected more from us." My last words took Arthur by surprise, he turned his face to me and looked at me deeply, he also let out air from his lungs, but he smiled when my gaze met his.

"Me too." He said as his face got closer to mine, he tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. His fingers lightly touched my face, from my forehead, down my cheeks, until he ran his thumb across my lip, making me sigh.

And this time, it was he who kissed me, who closed the distance between us, and our kisses were so right, so good, so easy... His lips were soft, but I always felt them for a short time, before I felt the intensity of his tongue, running through every inch of my mouth, it was as if he was exploring me, and that always made my heart speed up even more, my stomach turn, it was as if my whole body responded to his every touch. He stopped kissing me but kept our foreheads pressed together.

"I, unfortunately, can't save your life right now, but I can make you feel things you've never felt before." He said in a whisper, his voice choked.

"We're about to die, and you're thinking about taking my virginity?" I regretted it the instant the words came out.

He laughed.

"I would give my life for yours if I could if I haven't already made that clear. But I don't know why we can't enjoy our last hours together." He responded, lifting my chin, making me look at him as if he knew that deep down, I couldn't have control when I looked at him, the green ocean in his eyes was my drug.

I didn't respond to him after that, I just kissed him again, I kissed him with all the intensity I could, I kissed him to say right there, in that attitude, that I wanted him, damn it like I wanted him.

Arthur kissed me back, while one of his hands went to the back of my neck, and his mouth followed every movement, he kissed my jaw and then moved down to my neck, making my entire body shiver, just not as much as when he bit my earlobe, the electric shock was so strong that a moan escaped my lips. He sucked the thin skin under my ear, while his other hand lightly pulled the zipper on my uniform, slowly exposing the skin on my breast, his mouth followed, going down with each open inch until he reached the height of my breasts, his fingers passed lightly over my birthmark on top of my right breast, and he raised his gaze to meet mine before his lips kissed there too, exactly like in the dream we had, everything was repeated there, but the reality was a thousand times better, the feeling of his touch was a thousand times better.

He opened it a little more, pulled the zipper more, and when he opened it to my abdomen, the suit was almost completely off, I moved my shoulders to let the garment fall, revealing my breasts, I saw Arthur swallow hard, and he looked at me with an adoration that made my heart tremble. He reached out with one of his hands and cupped one of my breasts, while he grunted, a sound that was more his wolf than him, Arthur then kissed my mouth again, and his thumb went to my nipple making circular movements, making me moan into his mouth.

And then he came down again, and when his lips wrapped around my nipple the sound that came from my lips was unrecognizable, it was a scream, it was animalistic, and it was pleasure. A pleasure that I never even imagined feeling.

"Calm down Clair, I haven't gotten to the best part yet." He said against my skin, while his fingers went down a little further, opened the rest of my uniform, and pulled it down to my waist, I lay down slowly and raised my hips to help take off the piece and in seconds I was just in my panties in front of him, the most vulnerable way I've ever been in front of someone, but I didn't care there, if I was going to be vulnerable for someone, it would be for him.

Arthur stared at me for a few seconds, I saw his eyes blink and he swallowed again, a short time before he hooked his thumbs into the hem of my panties and went down, inch by inch, making my breathing quicken even more, he threw the piece black lace over my shoulders, but I wasn't prepared for what was coming.

He positioned himself between my legs and his face went down to my center, he ran his tongue over my slit, which was completely wet, he slowly went up, and when he reached my clitoris, my hoarse moan came out much louder than I planned, the pleasure he had already made me feel was multiplied, and he didn't stop, his tongue enveloped my sex, and he made circular movements making me lose consciousness, I didn't know how to breathe anymore, I never imagined feeling like this. It was all new and good, and damn, I wanted more.

I expected to feel shy or lost, in something new, for the first time, but it was as if we had known each other our whole lives, it was as if our souls had known each other, and with him everything was easy. My hand went to his hair, in an involuntary gesture of keeping him there, of not letting him stop.

Of wanting more, of couldn't be enough when it came to Arthur and me.

I'm sorry to stop the scene like that, but the chapter would be too long, and we need Arthur's perspective. What do you think?

It's happening guys, finally, and this was the surprise, it continues in the next chapter