Finally had her?

Fenrir's POV

Well, well Fenrir, I must say you did, good. You finally have Marsai all to yourself.

I felt satisfied, the wedding to me was a huge success. There were not many people because I had no patience for large crowds or lengthy ceremonies. I invited who I pleased, the elders—the surviving ones, were there because I ordered it. I wanted them to see what I could do, I wanted them to know that I, Fenrir, gets what I want, when I want it. Marsai was now my wife and Luna and I was very glad. Damn! She looked so good!

The dress I had ordered specifically for her, hugged her in the right places. She wasn't happy about the wedding but….what could she do, right? Soon, she'll have to come to terms with it. Soon enough. I still haven't gotten any recollection of who I was before that night, that night that I met Marsai, but it doesn't matter. I know who I am now, I am Alpha Fenrir, the husband and the most feared Leader of the Crescent Moon pack. The achievement was thrilling and overwhelming. It was nothing like I've ever felt.

It was finally time to go to bed. Without saying a word to anyone, I took Marsai's hand in mine and pulled her gently with me towards the door. Surprisingly, she didn't pull away or do anything. I felt it was a good sign.

We finally reached the bedroom of the Alpha chambers where she would be staying as well. The urge to see the creamy skin hidden beneath that fine dress was overwhelming. The way she looked right now, standing by the door with her two hands folded in front of her, enticed me. She didn't spare me a glance, but I was sure going to make her to. I knew not to rush anything with her, I wanted her submission—willing or not. So, I resorted to start a conversation.

"Did you like the dress? I ordered it specifically for you" Damn! Fenrir! Seriously? That's the way to start a conversation? Who the hell would you have ordered it for? I bit the inside of my cheek when she didn't answer. Okay, let's try and do this again.

"Do you have any other relatives? Or friends?" I asked calmly, but I was ignored again. Why does she like making this hard?

"Marsai, I asked you a question." I took a step forward, already getting annoyed. This girl just loves provoking me.

"Marsai?" I called again, but she turned away from me, rolling her eyes. Anger flooded through me and I swung her around, pushing her back to pin her to the wall. I didn't want to hurt her, I don't want to force anything, but she was making this so damn hard!

I hovered over her, staring into those bewitching hazel eyes that looked like they had spun gold in them. I sniffed her skin, reveling in the scent of roses. "Don't ignite my anger, Marsai," I said, with a frown, "I asked you a question, answer me." I realized I hate when I'm being ignored- especially by her- I want her to talk to me so bad. She was the only one I knew since I regained consciousness, and also since I became who I am. Not Alpha, but a werewolf. That was what I've heard them call themselves.

I don't think I've seen anyone this stubborn at all. She didn't even budge and kept looking at me, daring me with her gaze. I lost it.

This time, I didn't go for the wall, I went for those pouting plum lips. I captured them with my mine, the softness of them trying to revolt against mine. She tasted so good, a taste I can't even explain. I felt her twist her face from mine and I pulled back in anger.

"You belong to me!" I declared, but the refusal in her eyes got deeper. I wasn't going to let her win. I'll show her who is the master.

It’s reasonable to say that I wasn't myself at this moment. I mean, when have I ever been myself around her?

My hands found their way to the front of her bodice and without thinking, I tore it open to reveal the lace chemise she wore underneath, I heard her whimper as she wriggled away from me. No, I will not let her escape me again. Not again.

Lifting her up was easy, I dropped her on the bed, both our bodies sinking deep into its covers. Her body beneath mine was enough to throw me over the edge. Why did she keep resisting?

"Now you will beg," I said, my lips kissing her perky nipples from above the chemise. She wriggled underneath me, but I had pinned her down, my hands going down to cup her soft bottom. Lord! I couldn’t contain my arousal. "Beg me, I want to hear you beg!" I asserted, lifting my head up to see her face, but the expression I saw angered and irked me more.

She looked at me in disdain, as if I were a fool, that couldn't even make her beg for my touch…a man who couldn't pleasure….I gritted my teeth. The anger surging through me, I'll show her.

Standing up abruptly from the bed, I threw her one last look and stormed out of the room, slamming the door on my way out.

Ugh! I feel like punching something! What is wrong with her?! Why can’t she just want me as bad as I want her?

"Rudolph!" I yelled as I walked furiously down the mansion. "Where the fuck is that Beta?"

"Milord?" Rudolph hurried towards me, bowing instantly. "Is there something you—"

"I need you to find me a beautiful woman for my pleasure tonight, I want her to be very appealing to the eyes," I demanded. There was no time to waste, I needed release immediately! "Prepare the room next to the Alpha chambers."

Rudolph bowed and left without a word.

I was going to torture Marsai, one way or the other. I will make her hear the evidence of pleasure she would have been feeling had she cooperated, she will hear them. Deep down, I hoped it would affect her, but I wasn't so sure.