Chapter 22

CHAPTER 22
ALEXA POV
I was currently sitting in the living room, watching a movie created by an obscure director that nobody knew about or heard of, when suddenly the door opened up and in came Kurt.

He sat next to me and his gaze was on the TV, I observed him for a while before I took my attention back to what I was watching.

His hand reached for the remote that was on the table and he switched off the TV.

"What the hell!" I exclaimed my hands trying to reach for the remote, only for me to lay completely on his body. Due to him having long hands I couldn't get the remote so I gave up and sat back down on the seat.

"Now, shall we continue our conversation?"

"There's nothing to continue." I said, standing up with the intention of leaving. He grabbed my hand and I tried yanking it away from his grip, but unlike before the grip on her hand was tighter and held her in place. She tried twisting her hand around which would most definitely leave some sort of bruise later on.

"Oh there is something to continue. If you keep on struggling your hand would have a mark, that's with how pale you are."

I stopped struggling and he pulled me to seat next to him. His hand was still on mine, but this time more softer than before.

"You were saying something about Catherine telling you about the gem belonging to my mom. How did she know about all these information?"

"I don't know," I said while shrugging. I didn't even bother to ask her. "All I know is that, both me and you are literally not on the same wavelength, we don't even have the same thought process with each other. And if this continue the pack is doomed in the nearest future."

He scoffed, "that would never happen." He says it like he wants to believe it.

"As Alpha and Luna we should have chemistry, a chemistry that can't be broken by anything or anyone. Even though I didn't want to admit it, but it's true."

"Even without a Luna I have been ruling this pack perfectly. So I have no idea what you are complaining about."

I let out a sigh there really is no point trying to talk to this man, I stood up and and went out of the living room.

"Alexa!" He shouted my name, I ignored him.

"Alexa!" He called out again. I was walking super fast so that he doesn't reach me and I would get able to get to my room quicker than usual.

Then I felt him grab my upper arm, I tried prying it off him, but instead he held it in place.

"Let me tell you something, I don't even think I need a Luna to run this pack. I just need one for my satisfaction, and so far so good I haven't had anything like that from you."

"Maybe if you weren't an ass-wipe all the time, I would have considered being nice to you."

"Ass-wipe, if you think that's an insult you are joking. That has to be one of the best compliment I have ever heard in a longer while."

"I don't care, now let go of me." I manage to shake my arm away from him, but not for long cause he grabbed my hand I saw myself crash onto his broad chest.

"What the fu..." Before I could say anything I felt his lips crash into mine, my eyes widen at the sudden lips on mine.

My mind wanted to resist but my body was saying otherwise, he pushed up against a wall. His hands holding my waist against his body.

I felt heat all over me, his tongue freely roaming my mouth. This kiss compared to the one Dennis did was different, Dennis kiss was soft and filled with love. However, Kurt's kiss was filled with lust and fire.

He broke out from the kiss and we were both panting to catch our breaths.

I tried pushing him away, but he held me in place. I stopped struggling and just stood there, he came in a bit closer and kissed me once more, this time more tenderly than before.

I kissed back, our lips moving in sync. He put his finger on my cheek rubbing it softly as we broke apart once more.

He then took a step back and ran his fingers through his hair, and I felt my knee buckle and I feel to the ground.

He came rushing to my side, trying to assist me I told him to leave me alone to try and arrange my thoughts.

"I am sorry." He whispered softly, as he slowly backed away from me. He turn around and walked off back to his room, leaving me in the corridor.

I felt a tear drop down my eye, my entire being felt like it was about to fall apart. I used the back of my hand to clean off the tears that stained my cheek.

Suddenly this wave of loneliness came upon me, and I saw myself about to succumb to the darkness that has been lurking around my mind for the past one week.

"I hate you." I whispered.

"I hate you. I hate you. I hate you!" My voice grew louder as if I wanted to convince myself about that fact.

I manage to find my energy and I stood up on wobbly feet, I took myself to my room. Using the wall as a means of support so that I don't fall back down.

I finally got to my room, and took in a deep breath. I walked to the bathroom, and went to the mirror I looked at myself, I look like fucking mess.

My eyes were red, and my hair was looking rough. I looked at my hand and it was red. My hand reach for the cabinet and pull it open, taking out antiseptic spray and cotton wool. I applied it on my bruised hand and arm, wincing in pain at the contact.

I threw the cotton wool into the trash can close by, I turn on the tap and poured water water on my face. My hand grip the side of sink, I once again looked at myself. There is no difference between how I was back then, and how I am now.

The only difference is that I live in a fancy house.