The Alpha's Virgin Possession (2 page)

The man who purchased her started up the car, taking
her away from everything she knew. Her family and pack despised her, but at
least she knew what they thought of her and nothing they said or did worried
her. Apart from the bullying she’d been more than ready for whatever they
wanted to dish out. The leash around her neck was wrapped around his wrist
stopping her from moving.

Biting her lip she tried to force back the tears.
Crying was an unnecessary weakness she couldn’t afford. The silence in the car
gave her little comfort. What would happen when they were alone in his home?
She didn’t know who he was or why he’d purchased her.

No matter how many diets she went on or the number of
times she starved herself the weight wouldn’t drop off. When she failed to lose
any weight, the name calling would start back up. After the name calling
started, she’d start eating again. The cycle would never end. Their harsh words
and nastiness would send her back to food.

Scrubbing a hand over her face, she tried to get her
nerves under control. Her hands were shaking like crazy.

They drove for the next hour without a word spoken.
Clara was pleased by the lack of conversation. Trying to talk while being
absolutely petrified was hard. Stringing a sentence together was impossible at
the moment with her nerves.

Nick stopped the car in front of a large iron gate. He
typed in a code she didn’t see. The gate opened up, and he drove down. Glancing
behind her she saw the gate close back up, trapping her inside with a man she
did not know.

Looking across from the gate she saw the wall that had
to be close to eight feet tall.

“I like my privacy,” he said.

Turning back to face the front, she saw the large
house was surrounded by a large array of fields, trees, and bushes. The car
stopped, and the man turned to look at her. “I’m going to release you. If you
make any attempt to run, move, or cause me problems, then I will have you
locked up in a cage, do I make myself clear?” he asked.

“Yes.”

He released the lead and climbed out. Staying in her
seat, Clara waited for him to let her out. She wouldn’t dare make a run for it.
He opened the door, and she got out, waiting for him to give her more
instructions. The thought of feeling any more pain kept her from running. She’d
suffered enough pain to last her a lifetime, and she wasn’t into any kind of
weird fetish of feeling pain.

“Follow me.” He headed inside the house. No one was in
sight, and from the look and smell of the place, no other pack member was here.
“Dean, I’m back,” he said, shouting out.

Nick removed his jacket then reached out.

Unable to stop herself, Clara flinched away from his
touch.

“I’m not going to hurt you.”

Nodding, she stayed still as he took the leash from
around her neck. “Does it hurt?” he asked.

She shook her head. The pain would soon ease.

“You’re not lying to me, are you?”

“No, the pain will go away in no time.” She glanced up
at him.

“Is this the woman you just bought?”

A large man was walking downstairs. He wore a white
shirt and a pair of scruffy jeans.

“Yeah.”
Nick wrapped his fingers around her neck, pulling her close.

“Well, you’re back, and you’re alive. Did anything
happen I need to know about?” Dean said.

“No, nothing happened that he didn’t bring on
himself.”

“What do you mean?” Dean asked, looking nervous.

“I took care of business. I’m not pack anymore, and
any problems can come to my fucking door. I don’t care what anyone says.”
Nick’s voice was harsh, demanding, and she detected a hint of hurt.

“Shit, you’re right, I’m sorry.” Dean rubbed the back
of his neck with a flush to his cheeks.

“Don’t worry about it.”

She watched Dean grab his jacket from the back of the
door and was on the way out when he stopped as Nick started to talk.

“Tell the packs that if they want to fuck with me then
fine, fuck with me, but warn them, I don’t play by the fucking rules. They
start, they’ll end up dead.”

“Nick…”

“No, I mean it, Dean. I’m done playing their games.
They want to play, then I’ll play them, but I’ll do it my fucking way.”

Dean looked sad, glancing at her before nodding his
head.

“See you soon.”

“You will.”

The door opened then closed, leaving her alone with a
man who’d just threatened at least two packs that she knew of.

“Now, we can have some real fun,” he said, keeping a
grip on her neck and leading her toward the stairs.

Her nerves picked up, and she started to fight him.

“Please, let me go. I’ve done nothing wrong. I’ve
always been good.”

Nick caught her around the waist, holding her arms by
her sides.

“Stop!”
He yelled the word, and she had no choice but to stop.

They were the only two people in the room, but she
knew deep in her core he was the alpha. She couldn’t argue with him even if she
wanted to. He was the man who made the rules.

“You’re not going anywhere, so stop fucking testing
me. No one wants you but me. You’ve got no one but me, and it’s time for you to
start realizing it.” He shouted the words in her face, and she couldn’t stop
the tears from filling her eyes and then falling down her cheeks. Every word he
spoke was the truth.

She was at his mercy, and there was no way out of it.

Chapter Two

Nick felt the fight go right out of her. Loosening his
hold, he waited for her to submit. Her head bowed within seconds of her body
relaxing. Releasing his tight grip, he tilted her head back to look at him.

Clara’s scent and body didn’t repel him at all. Buying
a wolf online had been troublesome, and he had been worried about what she
would look like. The only word to describe Clara was beautiful. Her family
didn’t see what a prize they possessed. Many wolf males, even alphas, would
have taken her off their hands.

Their loss was his gain.

Tears fell down her cheeks, cutting him up at the
sight. “Don’t cry.”

“I’m not allowed to feel now, either?” she asked.

She looked completely lost.

Staring into her eyes, he was struck by the glorious
shade of green. Running his thumb across her smooth cheek, he moved toward her
lips. She showed no sign of jerking away. Her lips were plump, heart-shaped. He
couldn’t wait to see how they felt pressed against his own.

“You’re allowed to feel whatever you like, but know
this, I will never hurt you.”

“You just paid money for me. What am I supposed to
think?”

Letting out a breath, he took hold of her arm and led
her upstairs. Yes, he’d paid money for her, but he wasn’t a complete animal.

She doesn’t know that.

“Are you a virgin?” he asked, choosing not to think about
her question or his own doubts about his purchase of a wolf.

“That’s none of your business.”

He stopped, turning to look at her. She may be scared,
but she still had a mouth on her. There was no getting away from her question.
“Like you so aptly put it, I bought you. For all you know I’ve bought you for
sex.
To use you for my pleasure.”

Her cheeks were heating with every word he spoke. Nick
also scented her desire. Clara was turned on by his words.
Interesting
.
He’d never thought a
female could be turned on by the prospect of being bought for money and then
used for sex.

She stayed silent for several seconds.

“Are you going to use me?”

“Are you a virgin?” He counteracted her question with
one of his own. She bit her lip, refusing to answer.

Staring down her body, Nick wished for the layers of
clothing to be removed so he could admire her body.

“I didn’t buy you for your thrilling conversation,” he
said, finally hoping to shock her into confessing the truth. “I bought you
because I was getting tired of fucking human women. They can’t take the
pounding I wish to give. Yes, I bought you for sex. I bought you for the
pleasure you’ll give my cock.”

Her cheeks were a lovely strawberry color. Nick
wondered how far he could talk to get the combination of her embarrassment and
the scent of arousal.

“You’re outlawed.”

“Yes.”

“What for?”

Nick smiled. Leaning against the wall, he opened the
door. “Go inside, and I’ll tell you everything you want to know.”

She looked inside the room. Her hand went to her
chest, covering her breasts. Fuck, his cock thickened looking forward to seeing
those plump mounds.

“Come on, Clara. Come inside, and I’ll tell you
everything you want to know.”

“If I don’t want to?” she asked, not taking a step
closer.

“Then you can go into the bedroom next door, but I
won’t tell you a single thing.”

How far did her curiosity go? Nick waited, loving the
challenge she represented. She took a step toward the room then pulled away.

“No, I wish for my own room.”

He was annoyed but also happy. She offered him a
challenge, and he looked forward to breaking down her resolve to get what he
wanted.

“Are you sure?” he asked, trying to tempt her.
Unbuttoning his shirt, he left it to lie open for her to be able to see him.

Her gaze wandered down the length of him before
jerking back up to his face.

She smelled fucking amazing. He couldn’t wait to bury
his head between her breasts and then her thighs, to taste every single inch of
her soft body. His excitement was hard to contain at the prospect of the
future.

“Yes, I’m sure. I’d like my own room.”

“You’re not interested in finding out why I’m outlawed?”

“I’m interested, but I’m also not stupid.” Her fingers
were locked together in front of her. Trying to ward him off? He wondered.
“You’ll end up doing more than talking in there.” She nodded into his room.

“You’re right.” He shrugged. “We’ll see how long this
lasts.” Brushing past her, the smell of her arousal increased. Hiding his
smile, he opened the door to her bedroom. He’d gotten it ready over a week ago
when he’d been in negotiation for his woman.

Clara had no choice but to brush past his body in
order to get past him.

It took every ounce of strength not to touch her or
draw her closer to him. The clothes she wore looked filthy, not to mention the
red marks around her neck. He hated the sign of the pain she must have clearly
gone through.

The room was decorated in a lovely lilac color with
matching sheets for the double bed he purchased. The walk-in wardrobe was empty,
but he’d go onto stocking up on all the clothes she would need.

There was a vanity table in the corner, and the doors
opened up onto a veranda that overlooked the entire grounds. The property had
been expensive when he bought it for the size of the land. Being an outlawed
wolf didn’t stop him from needing to run.

“You’re wealthy, or is all of this family money?” she
asked, folding her arms.

Glancing at her breasts, Nick let out a growl. She
gasped, dropping her hands and taking a step back.

“You’re a wolf?”

“Of course I’m a wolf. I’m an outlawed wolf, but
what’s more, I was an alpha until they kicked me out of my position.” He took a
step closer, then another until they were standing close to each other.

She held her hands up. “I’ve heard of humans who
cannot turn being outlawed, which is why I didn’t know if you were a wolf or
not.” Clara tried to ward him off, but he wasn’t having any of it.

Reaching up, he sank his fingers into her thick red
hair. His cock hardened painfully against the zipper of his trousers. Clara’s
submission was going to be a challenge he looked forward to conquering. She’d
be his reward at the end of the long fight.

****

Clara waited for him to say more. She didn’t know why
she asked him about being a wolf. Of course he was a wolf. The smell along with
the depth of his voice told her he was an alpha. She didn’t know why there was
no pack, and there certainly were no signs of a pack. Dean hadn’t been part of
the pack either.

“Are you a virgin?” he asked.

Glancing down at the floor, Clara stayed quiet. Clara
didn’t know why she didn’t tell him the truth. For once, she wanted to keep a
little part of herself to herself. She wasn’t going to tell him the truth yet.
Being a virgin within a pack wasn’t something to boast about. During the full
moon of a female’s eighteenth birthday, many women lost their innocence. The
men would surround them, take what they wanted, and come morning they’d be full
women in every sense of the word.