Alpha Princess's Possessive Mate

*SELENE's PoV*

I was ready to get out of bed and take my distance from Fang when he pulled me back by my wrist to crash against his muscled chest. What did he even mean by he was not done yet? He almost kissed me a while back! 

"Fang, stop," I commanded, trying to pull my hand away from him. "Why do you always have to force me?"

On hearing my words, he did loosen the grip on my wrist. My eyes lifted to look into his. Fang held a blank expression as he stared at me with those dark black eyes and for a moment, for the first time, I felt like I would drown in them. He stared at me as if he was deciding what to do next, as anyway he could read my mind and telling him not to do that would be useless.

His gaze became heavier on me and I turned my face to the side, clearing my throat and awkwardness that I felt was clear on my face. 

Fang sighed and finally spoke in a casual tone, "I won't do anything, but I have been away from you for a long time. I need to hold you in my arm." My head snapped back to look at him, and Fang looked at me with the most innocent face he could make. It was nothing but a devil's charm. I rolled my eyes. As if I could even think of falling for it. 

"I was with you this morning," I spoke in a low voice before trying to free my wrist out of his hold, but that resulted in his hold becoming stronger. 

Fang snickered at my words, "the morning, it is too long for me."

What was he trying to do with that saintly smile of his? Goddess Luna had blessed him too much; what a deadly smile he had. If I wasn't aware of his ways, my heart would have skipped a beat. Which it did even after I had instructed my heart to be calm. Sometimes I wondered, if Fang had been nice to me, the first time we had met, I might have fallen for him. But that thought was irrelevant now. He had already tricked me enough for me not to blindly trust him ever again.

I leaned back and away from him, "I don't want to be in your arms- Woah!"

Before my head could have processed anything, Fang pulled me close and as he lied back on the bed, my limbs almost flew in the air before he brought me against him in a way my back was touching his front and I could feel every heave of his chest. 

Was he cuddling!? 

He definitely was. Fang nuzzled me closer with both his arms around my waist, he held me like a soft toy. His face rested itself in the crook of my neck where the mark was now darkening and he kissed on it gently. I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand with his sudden touch. He buried his nose there, taking a long breath and hummed in approval, "perfect, just like the ocean."

My brows creased at his words. There was no ocean in the Adalolpha kingdom. Then how come it is the distinguished scent Fang has for me. That only meant he had been to the ocean before and it held a huge significance in his life. 

I would love to see it one day, but right now, him smelling my scent made me more conscious of the intimate space we were sharing. 

"let me go," I struggled in his hold, trying to push myself out of his hug. 

Fang was quick to tsk. He raised his head from the pillow to whisper in my ear, "just stay here quietly, little one, or I will do things to you which you will love yet deny." There was no need for me to turn and look at his face, just to witness that wicked smile that adorned his lips right now. He bit my ear softly, and I flinched at the mild pain that was replaced by his soft kisses where he had bitten. 

"I will kill you if you try anything!" I growled, wiggling my body to get out of his hold, but he was far stronger than me. All my days of workout felt like they were in vain whenever it was me against Fang. 

Fang dominated easily, and I hated that fact. I was an Alpha too. I had my own pride.

How can I submit to him this easily even when my body was speaking an unfamiliar language? Every time he came near, I felt like my stomach had turned to feathers and it was not butterflies, but like a whole flock of birds was let loose inside me. But the same cannot be said about my mental acceptance of him.

Fang hummed before letting go of the hand that had snaked from above, keeping his other arm still around my waist and this time he held me tighter towards him. His hand that had let go came to push my hair away from over my shoulder, baring my neck to him. His moments were gentle and his voice melodious when he spoke, "I heard Hailey gave a little note to you." Fang stopped to correct himself, "not heard I read it in your mind, but what useful strategy she used there."

"What strategy?" I asked as my wiggling stopped and my confusion mixed with curiosity took over. It did not miss out on me how Fang referred to Hailey as if someone familiar, or maybe it was because that is how he read her in my mind. 

"I should start threatening you as well," Fang said before cupping my lower face with his free hand and turned my face to give a quick kiss on my cheeks.

I was really starting to feel like a doll now. With nowhere to go and stay here at Fang's mercy. I doubted he would 'start' threatening me because he has always been threatening me. Now he was just pointing it out as if Hailey was the first one who had threatened me since the time I was out of the castle. Thinking about it, there were others before Fang who had threatened me, but Fang continued to stay in my life. 

Right when I was about to comment about how he already threatens me, I realised something, "You don't read thoughts do you?" I had turned in his hold to take a better look at his face, and my eyes narrowed. "You read memories," I said with a smirk, as if I had proudly discovered his little secret. 

Fang squinted at me dramatically before asking, "How did you figure that out?"

A wide grin spread across my lips knowing I was bang on right, "Usually you mentioned about what I am thinking but Hailey and her note were not even on my mind right now yet you talked about it."

Fang closed his eyes and snickered. When his eyes opened, they were thick with desire, a sense of pride he held while looking at me. He leaned closer to me while whispering, "Pry tell what was on your mind then? The butterflies you get when I am holding you in my arms?"