Slowly, Cayden calmed down, though he was still fighting the urge to hurt Bart. He slowly got off Selena.
Selena snapped out of her daze when he got off her. She sat up and watched in sheer terror as he hurled and punched Bart in his rage, using the same speed he used on her. Shaking her head, Selena scrabbled back as she pulled herself to stand against the wall.
However, she couldn't move from that spot. She couldn't run at all as she watched Cayden run up to Bart and slam him into the wall, embedding him inside it as he choked him. Her lips were dry and trembled—not even a sound could escape them.
"Cayden! What are you doing?" a baffled Natasha asked him. By now, most of the people had dispersed fearing their Alpha's wrath!
"Let him go, Alpha. Please," Natasha spoke softer, "I asked her to spar. If you have to punish someone, then punish me."
Cayden growled in rage and enmity, staring at Bart with death-dealing eyes as Natasha continued, "I asked her to come for the training."
Cayden turned his head at Natasha and glared at her, his elongated teeth bared at her, his hands in fists he wanted to beat the shit out of her as well. "Why did you allow her to be hurt?"
Natasha averted his eyes and kept her voice levelled to not upset him further. "I was just following your instructions, my Alpha. My sincerest apologies, my Alpha," she replied, her eyes still averted, "I swear it will never happen again."
In the silence, Cayden calmed down, though he was still fighting the urge to hurt Bart.
"Selena has agreed to cooperate. I don't want anyone troubling her. Is that clear?"
Cayden glared at everyone as his voice came out cruel and hard.
Natasha gulped once more and nodded, leaving him as she headed to her room, knowing better not to question or talk back to him at all.
Once she was out of sight, Cayden felt relief that he was finally alone with her; he turned back to face his mate. He stopped when he turned around. Disbelief and renewed frustration filled his face.
Where did she run off to now?!
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As they were talking, Selena slipped away slowly, trying her best not to draw any attention. Her wolf whined at her. Stop! Go back, that's our mate! Ours! We must not let any other females claim him!
"Are you insane?! He hates me! No! We are not going back there!!" Selena ran, her thoughts running wild.
When she got to the room she shared with Cayden, she ran in and locked the doors with all three locks. She shut the blinds, locked the windows, and laid down the bed designated for her, her body trembling, her blood racing, and her breathing rapid.
How stupid.
Even if he wasn't the damn Alpha, as a werewolf it was easy to rip down locked doors, shatter open locked windows, knock off the blinds, and take her on the bed.
The very thought aroused Selena.
However, as much as she denied it, her thoughts couldn't help but drift back to him as he was. It hurt her and her wolf inside to say any different, no matter how much he and their bond scared her. Selena bit her lip as she pulled the pillows over her face.
Her wolf whined once more. He's ours. There is no mistake in this. We must claim him.
Her wolf projected on how safe they felt in his embrace, how when he breathed on her neck. She projected them running together as wolves, him nuzzling her muzzle with love and care, promising to protect her and whatever cubs may come. She then projected her thoughts on their dreams.
Selena rolled over, feeling her arousal start-up, heat forming between her legs. She closed her eyes as tears rolled down her face. She wanted him. She wanted him so badly it hurt, but couldn't—shouldn't—allow herself to want like this.
A faint knock on the front door snapped her out of her immediate thoughts into thinking nothing. She didn't even have to guess to know who it was.
It was Cayden.
She didn't move as the faint knock happened again.
"Selena, open the door, please."
Selena's lips quivered. She wanted to, but she didn't want to; her wolf wanted to tear the doors down that separated them from their mate.
"I don't often request. Open the door now, Selena."
With a thunderous heart beating, she slowly got out of bed, wiped the tears away, and hesitantly unlocked the door. She licked her dry lips slowly, and her hand shakily reached for the first lock...
Then the second......... and the third, before she tentatively opened the door to reveal the handsome, tall, and powerful male. Her mate..... her bully.
"Why did you run away from me, Selena?"
Cayden's voice was soothing to her.
Selena took a step back, and he took a step forward in pursuit. Selena's heart was moving way too fast to her, and she gulped, "I wanted to rest."
"You are hurt," Cayden took another step forward as she took another backward.
"I will heal." Selena continued to walk back.
"Let me heal you," Cayden's eyes never left hers as he continued to follow.
Selena backed down. As she realized she was staring into the emerald of his eyes and she quickly averted them.
"Don't look away from me," His husky and deep voice gently commanded her, forcing her to look back up at him.
Her shaky hand rose and touched the wall, trying feebly to propel herself back. At that moment, Selena realized she had blocked any exit out. But did she? Did she want an exit?
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Cayden then closed the gap between them and kissed her lips hard, bruising them with his own. Selena let out a stifled whimper as he pulled her in close, grabbing the back of her head and his other hand on her waist. She tasted like heaven to him as ran his tongue lightly against her lips, begging for entrance. Selena slowly relented, but when Cayden grabbed her butt, she gasped against his lips and his tongue darted in, entering her mouth, seeking hers out. As their tongues entwined and fought in their dance, Selena melted into their kiss as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He tasted as good as he smelt. The scent of pine, myrrh, and sage rolled off his skin.
Cayden lifted her legs, and they locked around his waist as he headed toward the bed that scented of her, his lips never once leaving hers. As they fell onto the bed, Cayden tore off the shirt she wore with ease. The seams effortlessly came undone.
"Cayden stop! I don't want this," Selena said aloud.
As he ripped her pants off just as easily.
Cayden looked back up into her eyes, but he glanced down at her bruised neck and arm.
"I am just healing these," He whispered and before she could say otherwise, he bent down and ran his tongue over her arm's bruised skin, healing the bruise with each stroke.
Selena was being more aroused as his skilled tongue healed her, sucking it lightly before moving up to her neck, and she let him. The feeling was more intense as she continued to bare her throat to his wet and rough tongue, tracing his back muscles with fingers.
"There," Cayden pulled back, proud and pleased that she submitted to him before kissing her again and continuing to strip the rest of her clothes.
"Cayden, we can't....," she protested, though her body wanted him.
"I am just trying to heal you and there is nothing I have never seen before."
He was pleased that her bra opened in the front as he undid them and threw them off before continuing to lick her. His tongue seemed to work like magic, pushing her to the brink. By the time he had finished healing her, Selena had a glazed look in her eyes and her breaths came out in short pants.
Cayden looked down at her in satisfaction as the purple bruises changed to pink, her cuts closed, turning back to her pink skin.
"Well, we are done here," he said lightly.
Selena's eyes widened in disappointment. He couldn't be leaving? Right?
"For someone whose wolf was locked up for five years, you fight well." He commented casually.
"Cayden," she panted.
"Yes?" he raised an eyebrow, making no effort to touch her again.
"Please," she panted.
"Please what?" He smirked.
"Fuck me!"