The Alpha's Prize

We reached the top of the stairs and went down the hallway to our right. Portraits were hung along the grey painted walls, a few chaise lounges, with small tables and lamps decorating the hallway. However, what had caught my eye was the massive, black door at the end of the hallway. Finally, we reached the broad wooden door, which was even taller up close. Calyx gripped the door handle, swung it open and led me inside the room.

“This is Cains room and now, yours as well,” He said as he gestured around the room.

I froze, thinking about what Calyx had just said to me. “Wait......Cain will be staying in here with me?” I asked obliviously, hoping I had heard him wrong.

He chuckled. “Well, yea. It's his room, and you are his mate.” He stated as if I had just asked the stupidest question.

My wolf growled in my head as my nostrils flared, and I clenched my fists at my sides. “I'm not his mate.” I said through gritted teeth, “And, I won't be sharing a room with him. I would like my own room, please?” I refused to share a room with him or even a bed.

He pursed his lips and sighed. “Well, that's something you will have to take up with Cain, sorry darling.” He seemed genuinely apologetic.

I exhaled loudly with frustration. “Can“t you just......point me in the direction of a different room and say you had nothing to do with it?” I said as sweetly as possible.

He laughed. “No, no can do. He wants you in his room, and if I go against him, I assure you, it won't be pretty. You wouldn't want me to get into trouble, would you?” Calyx said with certainty and a little bit of cheekiness.

I rolled my eyes and grunted, “You really suck, you know that. I thought you and I were going to be best friends, but I guess not.” I pouted.

Calyx clasped his hand to his chest, pretending as if he had been wounded. “Ouch, that stings. You are a feisty one, Freja; you know that, and we can still be besties,” He said while nudging my arm. “Yea, we will see about that,” I smirked.

He lightly chuckled. “Anyways, the closet is right over here.” Calyx pointed towards a black sliding door on my right. “The bathroom is over there.” He said while pointing to another black sliding door on my left.

Calyx then began to walk towards a set of French glass doors and pulled back the white curtains. “Through here is the balcony. You have the greatest view of the land from this room.” He said while looking through the glass.

I came up beside him and looked through the doors; the moon was shining bright on the yard, lighting everything up for everyone to gaze upon; it was one of the most beautiful sights I had seen in a long time.

Calyx stood there watching me for a moment, with a look on his face that I couldn't quite decipher. He gave his head a shake before taking a step back. “Well, I think that's about everything. I'm sure once I'm gone, you'll snoop around and get yourself familiar with everything.”

I sighed and nodded my head. “Thank you Calyx, I appreciate everything,” I said genuinely.

Calyx placed his hand on my shoulder, lightly squeezing it and looked into my eyes. “Not a problem; if you need anything else, don't hesitate to ask.” He said with a bit of a creepy smile.

I smiled back and stepped away from him, as he was giving me this odd vibe at that moment, and my wolf agreed, as she was acting guarded and was on alert.

Calyx handed my bag to me and then left the room, closing the door behind him. Now alone, I finally took in the room. It was relatively spacious and not overly crowded, which was nice. The walls were painted a deep midnight blue, and a grey, brick fireplace decorated one wall, with a wooden shelf above it. A large wooden desk occupied a corner near the fireplace and within the middle of the bedroom was a four-poster, king-sized bed. The sheets were black silk; the comforter was fluffy and grey, accenting the room beautifully.

I took in a deep breath and rubbed my face with my hands. I needed a shower; to try and relax. So I walked over to where Calyx said the closet was and opened the door. My mouth immediately dropped open. “Holy shit!" I said aloud.

The room was more than a closet; there was a chaise lounge sitting in the middle of the floor. Two chairs occupied the space along the back wall, with a large mirror hanging between them. On the one wall, clothes were hanging, but only half of the rod was taken.

On the other wall were multiple drawers and smaller rods, where shoes were neatly placed. “Holy hell,” I thought to myself, this closet could be classified as a damn bedroom. I shook my head in disbelief, then placed my bag on the floor and walked out of the closet.

I looked to the other door in the room, where Calyx had said the bathroom was. I walked in, and I think my jaw had hit the damn floor. The bathroom was almost as big as the fucking closet. In the center of the room was a double sink vanity. The vanity was grey, with a white marble top and copper faucets. Two large oval-shaped mirrors hung above each sink. In the one corner was a massive stand-up shower, with numerous showerheads and a large wooden bench covering the one side of the shower wall.

On the other side of the room was a black clawfoot bathtub with copper faucets matching the sinks. I think I drooled a little bit looking around this room; it was my new favourite place.

I decided to shower, as I wanted to know what it was like to have a showerhead above my head.

I began stripping my clothes off and placing them into a hamper near the door. Then, I stepped into the shower and began turning all of the different knobs on the wall. Finally, after burning and freezing myself, I figured out how to work this damn contraption.

I stood in the shower, allowing the water to cascade down my body until my fingers began to prune. I didn't want to get out, but unfortunately, I couldn't stay in here forever. I stepped out and grabbed a towel off the rack. I dried my hair slightly and wrapped myself in the world's fluffiest towel. Ok, maybe I could get used to this place! As I stood there, I realized that I didn't grab any clean clothes before getting into the shower. Good job, dumbass!

I opened the bathroom door and walked towards the closet but stopped when the bedroom door abruptly opened. Cain now stood in the doorway, his near-black eyes fixed on me, roaming up and down my body, which was concealed only by a thin towel.

He stepped further into the room, closing and locking the door behind him. Cain continued to stare at me so intently; it sent a shiver down my spine.

I shifted and cleared my throat. “Is there something I can help you with?”

The corner of his lip tilted upwards just a little; then, his facial expression became severe. “You disobeyed me, my love. I told you there would be consequences if you behaved as you just did downstairs. You embarrassed me in front of my people, and I will not tolerate that or let you away with such disrespect.” The tone of his voice was grave and ominous.

Cain took small, taunting steps towards me, but I didn't move or flinch; I straightened myself and held my ground.

I arched an eyebrow. “What's your point? Did you think I was going to stand down and take that shit from her?” My voice grew louder with each word “I am not some she bitch that will kneel before you and kiss your feet, obeying your every command.” I stated proudly and confidently. My wolf was proud of me for standing up to him.

A wide menacing grin spread across his face as he quickened his pace towards me. At that moment, fear slowly crept up my spine, causing me to tremble and step back with each step he took towards me now.

“I told you to watch that pretty little mouth of yours, especially in front of my pack members. You will be punished for your actions, my love.” His smile was sinister.

Cain reached out, gripped my shoulders and pinned me to the wall, trapping me with his body, causing a gasp to escape my mouth. We stood there, staring into each other's eyes, his body pressed firmly against mine, which made my core heat up and my legs weaken.

I wiggled in his hold and growled at him, “What do you mean punished?” I asked with anticipation and nervousness. My wolf was itching to break free now as she growled furiously in my head.

He bent down and whispered in my ear, “I am going to teach you a lesson for disobeying me.” Cain then lightly licked my ear lobe, and I could feel his hard, thick cock twitch against my thigh.

I squirmed and thrashed in his hold, but his grip only tightened, and he pushed his body into mine even further, causing the towel to come undone. He peered down at the fabric that covered my naked body and smiled before backing up just enough to allow the towel to fall to my feet.

A low growl slipped past my lips, and I narrowed my eyes at him. “Let me go, asshole,” I demanded, but the smile on his face just widened.

He spun us around and sat down on the bed; Cain spread me across his lap on my belly. I continued to squirm and wiggle, trying to free myself from him, but he gripped both of my wrists together in one of his hands and held them behind my back while the other slapped my ass

A gasp escaped my lips, and I stilled with shock. “Did you seriously just spank me?" I questioned with a hint of anger, even though arousal sparked to life in my core, causing my thighs to squeeze together.

He didn't say anything, just caressed my ass with his palm and then spanked me again, this time a little harder. I moaned, and my inner thighs became wet from my own excitement, “What is wrong with me? Why am I so turned on right now?” I thought to myself.

I grunted, “What are you doing? Let me go, now!” I demanded through my panting.

Cain bent down slightly, pressing his soft, full lips against my ear. “Why would I do that? Even though this is supposed to be a punishment, I know you are enjoying this. I can smell your arousal.” He whispered so softly I shuddered.

I felt his cock harden even more against my hip with his last words. I didn't want to admit it, but he was right; I was really turned on from his spankings. My body felt alive as I shook with pleasure and delight.

“Do you want more?” He asked in a lust-filled voice.

My chest heaved as my breathing became ragged. I didn't respond; I just squeezed my thighs together tighter and wiggled my ass, causing my hip bone to rub against Cain's cock. He let out a deep groan and rubbed his palm across my ass again.

“You have been such a naughty girl; what am I going to do with you?” He purred.

He spanked my ass again, causing me to moan louder and writhe from the excitement on his lap. He squeezed my ass cheek, then lightly trailed his fingers down my leg. Even slower, his fingers began to trail up my inner thigh. Finally, I couldn't take this anymore; the pressure building inside my belly, the heat and wetness dripping from me was agony. I wanted more; I wanted him inside of me.

Through my lust-filled haze, something clicked in my brain. I was letting myself get turned on by the monster that had just ripped me from my family and loved ones. I needed to stop this; this couldn't happen. Cain is not my mate!

"Well, you could just rip me from my family and loved ones. Oh wait, you already did that!" I spat. His hand stopped just before he reached my core. Cain gripped my inner thigh so tight; I gasped in pain. He then grabbed my waist, spun us around and threw me onto the bed, causing me to land on the mattress with a thump! Cain looked down at me, and teeth clenched together. He leaned down and placed an arm on either side of me.

“You just don’t know when to shut that fucking mouth of yours, do you?” He growled.

I could feel the anger rolling off him in heated waves, his stare was like a drug, you know it's bad for you, but you just can't get enough of it. I looked away from him, not wanting to be trapped in his gaze, but just as quickly as I looked away, he had gripped my chin with slight force, causing me to look into those enchanting eyes once again. For a moment, Cain remained silent, just staring into my eyes and scanning my face with a look so penetrating, I could feel the wetness pooling up once again between my thighs.

“Let me go, please,” I said with as much sweetness as I could muster.

He narrowed his eyes. “Never, you are mine. To love, to fuck, to torture, to punish, to do with as I please, and it would do you good to come to terms with that.”

I chuckled. “I will never be yours,” I said with fury.

He growled, and his upper lip started twitching upwards in a snarl. I think I just made him even angrier, “Oh well,” I thought to myself.

Cain reared back and stood to his feet, glaring down at me. “We will see about that.” He promised, and with that, he stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

I let out a deep, shuddering breath; I couldn't believe I allowed myself to let things get that far or let him affect me like that. I stood up from the bed and dashed into the closet, quickly changing into my pyjamas, so I was no longer naked and exposed.

I walked over to the balcony doors and pushed aside the curtains, and peered out at the dead of night. I stared at the night sky, basking in its vast beauty when something caught my eye; it looked like a dark figure just standing there, watching me. Who the hell is that? Am I seeing things? My wolf's hackles raised, and she let out a low snarl, confirming she saw it too.

I closed my eyes and gave my head a shake. When I looked again, the figure was gone. Ok, I've officially lost my mind; I need some sleep. I closed the curtain and retreated towards the bed. I honestly didn't want to sleep in here, especially knowing he could come back and sleep in the same bed. However, I was way too tired to actually give a fuck at the moment. Tomorrow, I would ensure that I was given my own room, whether Cain liked it or not.

I climbed onto the large, soft bed, buried myself into the mattress and closed my heavy eyes. As I lay there, I mulled over the day's events as sleep began to embrace me. Then, just as I was about to drift off, I heard the door creak open and closed with a soft thud.

I lay still, not moving or making a sound. The room remained silent, but I could hear someone moving around within the bedroom. After a few moments, I felt the bed dip down, and a familiar scent invaded my nose, Cain. As he climbed further into the bed, I could feel the heat coming from his body; his smell was oddly comforting to me, he began fiddling with the comforter, and that's when his leg brushed against mine. He stilled, as I laid there frozen, neither of us said anything or moved an inch. Finally, I continued pretending to be asleep and rolled over onto my other side, facing away from him now. I swore I heard him let out a frustrating sigh, but I ignored it and him. Finally, sleep embraced me, and I drifted off to la-la land.

I was running through the woods, heaving and panting, wearing a dirty, shredded-up white gown. Sweat and blood were pouring down my face, it was dark, and the wind howled through the trees. I stopped dead in my tracks and looked around as confusion arose within me. “Why am I running? Or who am I running from?” I thought to myself. I didn't understand why I was out here, why I was bleeding or why I was running. Then, finally, I heard a noise come from behind me, I whipped around and stared into the vast wilderness, but all I saw was a pair of bright red eyes watching me intently.

My heart began to race, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. Who was this person, and what did they want from me? I opened my mouth to say something, but before anything came out, the figure leaped forward, knocking me to the ground with a thud, and the last thing I saw was sharp, bloody teeth bearing down on me.