Filed To Story: Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)
Selene felt a tight grip on her heart, her throat was unexpectedly dry, and her stomach was turning over and over.
Alexander ran his thumbs lightly under her eyes, wiping away the tears, only to be replaced by fresh ones.
“Reject me,” he whispered.
Selene’s heart stopped; her lungs refused to work. Her stomach felt like a lead ball had been dropped inside it. Every part of her was in utter shock.
“Right now, out loud.. An oath to the Goddess, reject me, Selene,” Alexander cried out through anguished tears. “Cut our ties and free us both!”
Selene felt as though the world had stopped spinning, and the oxygen had been violently sucked from the room.
Rejection.
The thought had never even occurred to her. Not once.
“W..what?” she asked, her voice shaking.
Alexander was right. It would solve everything. Then, all she had to do was let him go. To tell the Goddess that she rejected Alexander as her mate.
‘And choose Jackson as my one true mate…’ the thought left a hollow feeling in her, which was quickly filled with guilt.
“Why drag it out any further?” he asked. “You don’t accept or acknowledge me as your mate? Then reject me, so we can both be free of this torture.”
Selene furrowed her brows.
‘Torture?’ she questioned internally, ‘is it torture?’
She swallowed hard. The warmth of Alexander’s palms against her face, his eyes staring back at her with a confusing mixture of hope and resignation. She didn’t want to face him anymore, though that would mean pulling away from him, and she didn’t want that either.
“But… if I do that… there could be side effects. We could both get sick!” she cried out, clinging to the argument like the last life raft of a sinking ship.
As much as she wanted to keep his warmth, Selene couldn’t look him in the eye anymore. She stood quickly and moved across the room.
“The rogue wolves still threaten us all. We’re both important people in this fight,” she said as she walked to her desk, fiddling with whatever papers her hands happened to land on. “It would be selfish. An unnecessary risk.”
“Because our bond is incomplete,” Alexander replied, not moving from his position by her bed. “The risk is significantly lowered for any lasting effects.”
‘Severing our bond, without lasting effects?… Impossible…’ she thought to herself, as her eyes lingered on his back. Her mind was the only place she could be honest with herself.
“It is still a risk,” she replied quickly, turning back to her desk.
“Selene,” Alexander called out quietly. “Please.”
‘Are you that eager?’ she wondered sadly.
“There is no reason to take the risk. Like you said, our ties will be severed when Jackson and I–“
“No!” Alexander growled.
Selene flinched. She turned to find Alexander on his feet. He stared at her, his jaw clenched, his eyes glowing again, though somehow darkness swirled within them.
“No…” he repeated. His voice was thick. “Now… or not at all.”
“What?” she asked, swallowing hard as her throat felt suddenly parched.
Alexander took a step towards her.
“Reject me now, or not at all.”
Before she could respond, something changed in the air.
She felt it hit her in a crushing wave of mouthwatering need. Every nerve aching for contact. Their bond. It begged to be completed. A soft moan escaped her lips.
Selene covered her mouth with her hand. Her other hand reached back to steady her body against the desk as her knees grew weak.
“Selene…” he called to her. Her name on his lips made her feel drunk.
Deep within her, she felt something stir. Something waking. Like a cat stretching out in the afternoon sun, her back arched and her voice purred in delight.
Selene bit her lower lip, taking in a deep, almost panting breath. As the heat traveled up and down the length of her body. She looked up at Alexander as though it were the first time.
His eyes, a storm raging within them, held onto her with a predatory gaze. It took her breath away.
She stumbled as her knees gave out, and the desk caught her. Selene looked down as something fell to the floor. A picture. Jackson’s nineteenth birthday.
Her mind cleared for just long enough, she moved away from the desk, sensing Alexander’s presence. She hurried towards the door.
She wasn’t scared of him but of how she felt with him.
‘I need to get away…’ she told herself.
But he was faster than she was.
Alexander caught her in his arms. He turned her around to face him, burying his nose against her throat. His arm wrapped around her waist while the other supported her back.
“Why are you always running away from me?” he asked breathily, brushing his nose against her throat gently. “Since the moment I felt you at the Blood Moon, you have always been running from me. And I have always been chasing you.”
Selene fought to keep her senses, he held her so close, and it felt good, so good.
“Do you feel it?” he whispered against her throat. “Our bond?”
His mouth hovered just above the skin, careful not to make contact but close enough to tease her senses.
“I feel it all the time,” Alexander whispered. His hot breath sent shivers all throughout her body. “With you, away from you. Always,”
Alexander rested his forehead against her shoulder.
Selene couldn’t respond. She felt it; it was overwhelming and frighteningly delightful. Barely able to keep her mind, she was about to try to get away once again. When it all just stopped. She was confused, unsure what had happened.
“Reject me now, right now. I’ll let you go, and I will never chase you again,” Alexander sighed into her shoulder.
His words made her heart ache. She knew she should listen, do precisely what he said. Reject him. Release him. Let him go.
‘I have to…’ she told herself mournfully. She took a deep breath.
“You hate my father,” she whispered back.
Alexander laughed. “What does that matter now?”
“How could you ever accept me if you hate him? How could I accept you?” she replied, her words heavy with emotion. “Your pack hates me, my family, my pack. Us being mates is a betrayal to both our people.”
Honest words, surprising no one more than Selene herself.
Alexander pulled back so they could face each other. He saw the tears renewed in her eyes. He gritted his teeth, hating to see her so sad.
“I don’t care,” he answered. His eyes told her he meant it. “I don’t care who your father is, who accepts it or not. I choose you. I want you.”
He brought his hands back up to her cheeks, once again wiping the tears from her eyes. He waited for her to speak, but she couldn’t, not out loud.
‘I want to believe you….’
“Selene,” he said earnestly, “this is your last chance. Reject me now or face the truth without regret.”
She looked up at him, unsure of what he meant.
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