Cayden was pissed big time! The other wolves scrambled away from him as he walked inside the pack manor at the crack of dawn, sensing his bad mood. It was early—barely five in the morning. He was working on suppressing his anger and finally conceding defeat. His woman would have to learn that she could do nothing stupid again.
"What happened?" he said as soon as he spotted Natasha.
"Come with me," she said, a wicked grin on her face.
He found Anna, Maya, and Michelle sitting in his office.
"We are sorry, my alpha." Maya cried as soon as she spotted Cayden, jumping up from his seat and throwing herself at him.
"Don't worry; I'm not mad at you. Tell me everything."
Cayden said soothingly as he hugged her tightly. Maya then told him about how Selena convinced them to go shopping and then disappeared from the cafe bathroom.
"That's all I know. I immediately called the guards, but she had gotten away from the compound."
"Who brought her back?" he asked.
"I did." Michelle replied, "I tracked her down and brought her back."
Cayden had a hard time believing her words. He knew Michelle had a reputation for lying, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was more to the story. However, he gave her the benefit of the doubt and asked for more details about how she found Selena.
"I found her accidentally. I came upon her wandering around the city. Some humans had given her a lift from the highway. I knew she was missing, as the guards had alerted everyone working in the city. I found her near the publishing house where I am working currently."
Cayden recalled Michelle was sent away from the pack to work in the city because she was clingy and annoying. Several pack members worked outside the pack in various Cayden-owned businesses.
"How did you convince her to return?" Cayden asked sceptically.
"I didn't convince her," Michelle said, pausing. "She returned on her own. She said that she regretted her decision."
"What?" He asked, surprised. "Selena came back on her own and expressed regret for leaving?"
Michelle nodded.
"She is onto something, Cayden," Natasha interjected. "I am sure she is colluding with Hawk."
"Silence," Cayden ordered, his gaze fixed on Michelle, who had turned pale. "Is that all? Did she meet anyone before you?"
"I... I am not too sure, my Alpha." She stammered.
"Cayden, you must listen to me. That girl is trouble." Natasha interjected again.
"I am going to talk to her. If there is something important, let me know." Ignoring Natasha, he walked towards the dungeons. Natasha sighed and followed him.
Cayden's cold, green gaze swept across the darkness and found the figure near the wall. Her hands were tied above her head in manacles, and she was naked.
He raised an eyebrow and looked at Natasha.
"I thought you would prefer her this way." She shrugged.
"Did you hurt her?" Cayden's voice was icy, with a hint of danger.
"No, I didn't hurt her," replied the woman with a sigh. "I just gave her a little tough love to help her see things more clearly."
"Leave us alone," he ordered.
The heavy iron door closed with a thud, leaving him alone with the woman who had been driving him crazy.
He could not stop gazing at her nudity; he could not stop his body from responding to the exquisite beauty of her body. Despite his arousal, his expression remained fixed. She whimpered slightly, her big blue eyes wide, as she awaited what he would do next.
As he looked at her again, stopping at her breasts, Selena saw a muscle twitch in the side of his jaw. His expression was unreadable, but she caught a fleeting glimpse of desire in his eyes. She whimpered as she tried to gain some traction on the cold wood floor, but her toes barely brushed against it. In the manacles, her wrists were already aching. Cayden brought his gaze back up to hers.
"Are you ready to talk, Selena?" he inquired.
"I am sorry," she whimpered.
He sighed again and opened his eyes to look at her once more. She was biting her bottom lip nervously, and her big brown eyes were wide with apprehension as she searched his face.
"Why did you try to run?" He asked quietly.
"I wasn't trying to run away." She whispered. " I just needed some time away from you."
"And why don't I believe you?"
"Most evil and dubious men find it difficult to trust others," she sneered.
"How come I'm suddenly evil and suspicious?" He chuckled.
Cayden stalked towards her, the heat of his desire darkening his green eyes until they were almost black.
"What are you hiding, Selena? What have you been doing?" His hands reached out to lightly caress her face before taking her glorious brunette hair and twisting it loosely to bring it over her right shoulder. She pulled gently away from his contact and retreated from the heat of his eyes. She knew she couldn't fight him, talk him down, or run.
He stepped in close, blocking her.
"Answer me," he whispered in a voice laden with lust as his head dipped. She could feel his hot breath running down her neck and his grazing lips lightly brushing against her ears.
"Do you trust me, Cayden?" She said this through deep breaths.
"That depends." He brought out his tongue to trace the cords of her straining muscles. Her breathing was becoming more harsh.
"I promised you I would help you. And I will do so. Please trust me." She said.
"That's too bad." He shook his head. "We are going to do this my way," he told her in a firm voice.
She despised him. She had no choice. But, dear Luna, he made her ache. She wanted to touch him, to run her nails over the firm flesh of his chest before digging her nails in. She wanted to lick his smooth skin and sink her teeth into him. As it was, she had promised not to desire or beg him. She was quickly regretting her precarious situation.
With his fingertips, he began tracing the contours of her brows, nose, lips, and jawline. Her eyes flickered shut as she took a ragged breath. Her eyes flickered shut as she took a ragged breath. He secretly grinned a little. He continued to give her sensitive neck gentle strokes. He traced his fingers from her shoulders to her collarbone and back again. He looked into her face as his fingers lingered just above her left breast. Her eyes opened, and she gave him a wary glance. A finger moved down the smooth surface and wrapped around her areola. He took the tiny peak in his fingers, pinched it, and pulled it as he observed her eyes. Her eyes widened. Her eyes were filled with anguish. He dipped his head to take the orb in his mouth and close it. She unintentionally arched and moaned.
She tingled from her nipple to her core when he touched her. Her pussy was now being tormented by the pain that had been slowly growing. Her lower lips felt painfully swollen. She could feel the slippery walls sliding against each other as she contracted her inner muscles to relieve the pain. She panicked briefly when she realised, she was overly wet. She cursed her body for responding to Cayden, whom she had tried so valiantly to resist.
He flattened his tongue into a smooth blade, and she felt him swipe at her breast. Then he focused on her nipple and tenderly pinched it between his teeth. He tugged at it slightly and repeatedly ran his tongue across it. He received a helpless groan in return. He flipped over and started soothingly massaging the breast he had just left so as not to ignore the other. Now she was elbowing him more firmly.
Cayden could see the fight in her eyes. He wanted her to fully surrender to him. He stepped away so that she could watch him. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt.
"I want to make one thing very clear. Tonight, I am going to mark you. And before you worry, not only will you agree with it and want it, but you will beg me to do it."
The weight of his words broke her heart.
"NO! We can't!"
His now-bare torso heightened her intense desire for him. Despite being attractive and lust-filled, his face had also hardened because of the anger he had towards her.
"You don't have a choice, Selena. I have had enough of your games and lies. It's time for you to face the consequences of your actions."
She was shaking her head. "I don't want to be your mate. If you do this thing, you will have no consent from me." Her face showed her fear and displeasure.
"I don't care!" He fumed. "If that is the only way to make you mine and keep you here, I will do it."