Anger
I slipped in and closed the door behind me as quietly as possible. This was the ladies parlor, a space where women could safely step away if they needed. The first thing I saw was a large seat in the middle of the room. A mirror hung on the wall to the right and a sink in front of it. A slight movement caught my eye on the seat and I cautiously made my way closer to her. Dark hair lay on the corner of the seat. I could make out smooth skin as I made my way further into the room.
I could only hope it was her. As if sensing me, she sat up and turned toward the door. Her beautiful brown eyes widened as she realized she wasn’t alone. She jumped to her feet and when she saw the color of my hair, she dipped her chin. She raised her eyes and she cocked her head slightly to the side as our eyes met. Her forehead wrinkled as she took in my clothing. She gasped as I rounded the seat. She ran toward me and I grabbed her up in my arms.
Adea didn’t say anything as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I inhaled her scent deeply as she climbed me like a tree. I growled as I scented him on her. She wrapped her legs around my waist. In one hand, I held a handful of cheek, and the other couldn’t resist sliding up her exposed thigh. I hated that she was dressed this way for him. I wasn’t gentle with her but she didn’t protest. The strong need to claim her had me sliding my hand up under her fabric. She sighed, her body slumped against mine, and her chest pressed against me.
Our lips crashed and our kiss was a mixture of anger, passion, and need. My tongue darted into her mouth and she opened for me willingly. I walked her over to where her head had rested on the seat and sat her on the edge. My hand on her backside slid up her lower back and further up over her shoulder. I wrapped my large arm around the back of her thin neck and pulled her back, pulling us apart.
I couldn’t see past my anger. I kept seeing her smiling up at that pathetic excuse for an alpha. I clenched my jaw as her eyes flew open. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were in a daze, and her wet lips parted as she stared up at me. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she fought to catch her breath. She mouthed the word please as she clawed at me. Tears filled her eyes and her chin quivered. I wondered if she could see how angry I was. Could she see how hurt I was? Was she crying for me or was it guilt that ate at her?
“Who do you belong to?” I growled at her.
I couldn’t keep the anger out of my voice. I leaned down and pressed my nose to her neck. I slid my nose along her sensitive flesh. Her hand slid up the back of my neck and gripped my hair. My skin tingled and I groaned. She yanked down and I was forced to look up at her. Her head was held high as tears ran down her cheeks. A tinge of guilt pricked at my heart but I know what I saw out there. I’ve never seen her look at him that way.
She’s our Queen. Don’t handle her like a common whore.
“You, Shane, only you,” she said firmly. “It’ll only ever be you.”
The honesty in her eyes and the conviction in her voice only proved to me that I had lost it for a moment. Whatever way she looked at him there was a reason, an explanation. And yet my anger still raged, it wasn’t appeased with this answer. My eyes trailed down her body and took in neckline, or lack of neckline of her dress as it plunged down her front. Her breasts were barely contained, the exposed plump curve of her breasts angered me. He saw every bit of exposed flesh that I’m looking at now.
Her legs were open and the sheer silk skirt hid nothing. My hand traveled up her thigh to find her naked flesh. She wasn’t wearing anything and my blood began to boil. She’d been on full display for him. At any time during their dancing, he could have touched what was mine. I was unable to contain my anger as I dropped to my knees. Her sharp inhale of breath was music to my ears as I lifted her thigh and threw it over my shoulder. The pain had white dots dancing across my vision but I welcomed it. That piece of shit had his hands all over her and I needed the pain as much as I needed her coming all over my face.
He dared.