The Dance of Desire
Williams’ POV
Her lips were soft, a warmth that I had craved for far too long. The moment our lips touched, everything else–the arranged marriage, questions about her disappearance, the Alpha King–faded into the background. It was just Cleopatra and me.
She resisted for a second, but I deepened the kiss, pulling her closer with a hunger that burned through me.
I didn't care anymore that she avoided me or ran away from me when I saw her in the city. The only thing that mattered right now, is the taste of her soft lips on mine.
Her hands pushed against my chest, trying to fight me off, but I wasn't letting go. Not now. Not ever.
The more she struggled, the more I tightened my grip, my body pressing into hers as I held her pinned beneath me.
“Stop fighting me,” I growled between kisses, my voice rough and ragged. “I know you want this too.”
Cleopatra's breath hitched, and for a brief moment, her body relaxed beneath mine. I took that as a sign to push further, my hand trailing up her thigh as my lips moved to her neck, tasting the skin I had only dreamt of touching all these nights.
“Don't… do this…” She breathed out, her words weak, filled with the same desire that coursed through my veins. But I could feel her trying to mask them.
Just then, she stopped resisting, her body molding into mine, her lips moving against mine with just as much fire.
My wolf growled in satisfaction, aching to claim her right here, right now. My wolf pushed me back and took control, teasing her sweet spot. “You are mine, and I wouldn't let anyone, not even you, stand in the way of that.”
“Williams,” she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of need and restraint. “You can't… I'm not yours…”
I took over from my wolf and deepened the kiss. He must have scared her by what he said and how he teased her spot. I slid my hand around the back of her neck, keeping her close.
I wanted more. I wanted to feel her skin, hot and soft against mine. I wanted to get lost inside her warmth and never be found. I could feel the heat between us, the pull of something stronger than either of us wanted to admit.
Once more, my wolf was clawing at the surface, desperate to mark her, to make her ours forever.
Just as I was about to tear off the dress that hugged her so tightly so I could feel her skin, the door burst open.
“Williams!” A voice thundered, shaking the room and ripping me away from Cleopatra. I spun around, my chest heaving, and found Alpha Othello standing in the doorway with his daughter, their eyes filled with fury.
“How dare you? After everything I did for your father!” he sneered, his voice laced with anger.
I growled, my body instinctively shielding Cleopatra from his gaze. “I told you, I'm not getting married to your daughter. And what makes you think you can barge into my private room?”
He stepped into the room, his presence and that of his daughter irritating me further. I would have been close to the gates of paradise had they not bursted in.
“You don't get to make that choice, Williams. You'll either marry Anya, or you'll face the consequences of defying the Alpha king.”
The threat hung in the air like a heavy weight, but rather than respond, I chuckled.
“You do know that the Alpha king is my uncle, right?”
“A royal order is a royal order!” he yelled loudly. Anya was crying silently by his side, making the entire scene amusing.
Before I could respond, Cleopatra's voice cut through the tension like a blade. “What if I'm already his mate?” she said, her voice teasing and steady but her eyes locked on me, challenging me to make a decision.
Alpha Othello’s eyes narrowed, his gaze flickering between us. The room was thick with silence, the weight of her words hanging over all of us.
This was it. I could just go with the flow and have her by my side forever.
But before I could speak, before I could claim her as mine in the presence of Alpha Othello, Cleopatra shoved me off her, standing tall and defiant. “Or maybe…” She paused, her voice icy, “I'm the variable that needs to leave so he could have his happily ever after.”
And just like that, she dragged her bag out of bed and started walking towards the door, leaving me standing there, torn between desire and some stupid royal order.
Anya seized the opportunity and ran towards me excitedly but I moved away and grabbed Cleopatra back.
“Don't you dare walk away from me,” I growled, my voice dangerously low.
Her expression was conflicted as she tried to free her arm from my grasp.
“Take your daughter and leave peacefully. I will have a word with my uncle tonight. I cannot be forced into an arrangement against my will.”
I could feel Cleopatra's pulse racing beneath my grip. Our eyes met briefly and there was anger, hurt but I could still see the desire.
“I said, let me go,” Cleopatra said, her voice steady but cold. Her defiance only made me grip her tighter.
I growled, my wolf just beneath the surface, ready to take control again. The thought of not seeing Cleopatra again made him furious.
Before I could respond, Alpha Othello’s voice boomed through the room again. “This is ridiculous, Williams. You will honor your father's legacy and take Anya as your Luna, or you stand to lose my support.”
Somehow my reasoning returned. Their clan has always been our greatest allies. Being their enemy won't do my pack any good. But my wolf didn't care.
The only thing that mattered to him was Cleopatra, and right now, she was slipping through his fingers which made him unreasonable.
“I am my father's legacy. I will decide when and how to honor myself,” I replied coldly, my gaze still fixed on Cleopatra.
As Alpha Othello turned to storm off with his daughter, a loud cry broke out and I gripped Cleopatra tighter protectively.
Suddenly, the window shattered, and a massive shadow leaped into the room, snarling, its eyes glowing with a familiar ferocity.
Before I could react, the figure lunged straight at Cleopatra, claws outstretched but I stood in front of her, shielding her from the impact.
The last thing I saw was Cleopatra's terrified and confused expression before the world went blank.
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