Alpha Princess's Possessive Mate

Bg music recommendation: Do it for me by Rosenfeld

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"I have nothing to clarify with you," I said. Fang was doing this on purpose, to get this reaction out of me. He loved to see me frustrated and push him away while he kept pulling back as if he hadn't made me push him in the first place. "What happens in my personal life is none of your concern"

"It is my concern," He retorted with a smirk and his hand, which was holding my chin, placed itself on the other side of my face casually, on the surface of the wooden wall.

"No, it is not," I said, trying to push him away, placing my palms against his toned chest. But that gave his usual opposite reaction. He pushed back against me, stepping closer than before, and it made me crane my neck up while his neck stretched down to look at me. "We are not dating or something Fang, it is not your concern on what I do and with whom-"

"Do you seriously not know, or are you just playing dumb?" He asked, cutting me mid-sentence, right before I would say something that would rile him up.

Somewhere this setting felt more comfortable with Fang and I hated to admit that. It was because this was his nature, but what Channing did today went beyond this, against his own nature. Fang continued with a serious tone, as if he did not like watching Channing come across my thoughts, "Let me clear it out loud, then. We are one of those rare and lucky Alpha's to have met their soulmates, at such a young age despite Goddess Luna's curse."

I gulped, knowing exactly where he was going, and I did not want to accept it. When I was taking a shower at Suzan's place, it had occurred to me. I had dismissed it then, as if Fang was messing with me. But deep down, I knew the possibilities were high.

"You are my soulmate, Selene" His voice was stern. Hearing it made my breath shudder. I bit into my lower lip. I didn't want that fact to be confirmed. Never. Because it was Fang!

My gaze was fixated in the front, at his black shirt that fitted well with his capacious chest, his muscles stiff and curved. Fang's face came down to level with my face till we looked straight into each other's eyes. I breathed heavily, watching his brooding eyes and felt his fingers hold my entire jaw, as my chin seated in his palm and his finger curled till the index and thumb squeezed my lower cheek.

"MINE" His voice was filled with crude possessiveness, leaving from the depth of his throat, and eyes that had no hint of a trick.

My lips pursed as I gulped forcefully. Fang titled his head to the left, eyes narrowed, and he said, "I hate to smell some other man on you." His jaw clenched to bring out his jawline.

With the way he looked at me right now, if it was not Channing a few minutes back with me, Fang might have gone and ripped the other man's head off his body.

My eyes narrowed at him. "You can't say that when you yourself smell of some other girl." I had smelled some other scent a while back, but had ignored it. "That is very hypocritical of you, Fang," taunt laced in my voice, even though the pressure of his aura weighed on me. My heart found pleasure in boldly pushing this man behind in his own game and it brought his devilish smile back on his face. One that he had held back for some time now.

Werewolves had amazingly developed noses. It was how we recognised each other, but at times like these, it works too well.

However, his body was fresh. He had taken a bath before coming here and yet I picked up the scent of this other girl. It would have washed that smell away, and yet it was irritating my nose how that girl's pungent perfume fouled Fang's scent of burning embers. But it was his business, and I didn't care what he did with whosoever that girl was.

Fang's face broke into a wide grin. "Jealous are we?"

It made my eyes roll. "I don't care about your business Fang, you better don't care about mine." He continued to stare at me, driving a different meaning to my previous thoughts about how the mixed scent irritated me. "Stay out of my head, Fang!" My voice raised, and I pushed him again.

He took his distance this time, but his hands were still on either side of my face. The distance gave me some space to breathe. Fang's face was plastered with guilt that was nowhere close to real. "You had occupied my head and my body today, Selene. I felt so bad about cheating on you like that."

My face cringed at his ridiculous words. Which girl would want this man by her side? There was nothing in between us and he used the word cheated as if we were a couple. On top of it, what man comes and openly talks about his affair?

"We have nothing between us, for you to call that cheating," I said, and a sigh escaped my lips, "Do whatever you want, Fang, and let me do whatever I want"

His eyebrows raised pitifully, "I was so riled up when I held you close, in my arms, at the crooked tree. Your heartbeat against mine." His words were embarrassing for me. How can he shamelessly talk as if it was intimate when it wasn't. "Though some other girl was on my bed, it was you who was on my mind the entire time. Too much of desire you built inside me, that I lost control"

My eyes went wide at his words. Fang was being so shameless that it made the colour rise on my face. He had indirectly described me in such an intimate setting, which made me more and more embarrassed.

It was his choice, whatever he wanted to do with other girls when he didn't have a partner. There was no need to mention I took his concentration in that lascivious environment.

He talked with such a pitiful tone, as if I was telling him he had cheated on me while I insisted he hadn't. My words fell on his deaf ears.

Fang's wicked grin stretched on his lips, reaching his eyes as his tongue went over one of his canines. "Well, I should apologise properly, shouldn't I"

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Note: Yesterday only one chapter was uploaded as I had updated 2 Chapters in the Privilege.