Alpha Princess's Possessive Mate

"Va-Vampire" My words came out in a whisper. "How can you" There was so much disbelief held in my eyes I wished he would just say he was joking. Vampires have been our arch-nemesis since the beginning of existence when we were under the curse of the sun and the moon. Both the creatures hunted in the night and utterly hated each other's presence and fought for declaring the strongest. 

The kingdom of Adalolpha was specially dedicated werewolf land. The tree of the Moon Goddess was situated here, and it gave werewolves better abilities, and our people especially protect the tree. 

Fang rolled his eyes, "of course I did not even know you back then. Plus, your in-laws offered the perfect exchange offer for me to hold your marriage against your mother's throat"

How can he talk about this casually? At least now I know he wanted to use me against my mother and father, but what if he fails? I don't want to stay here a second longer and be thrown back into the dungeons. I glared at Fang for putting me in this pickle. Irrespective of whether or not I marry in that vampire kingdom, I had nothing but misery waiting for me. 

Fang read my thoughts and brought a saintly smile to his face, "Don't worry, little one, your in-laws are gracious people, I can testify. They won't let any harm befall you if you marry there, but then you won't, so no need to worry about the vampire palace politics. Because the only person you would marry is me"

My in-laws were vampires who don't age over years. No wonder they looked so young for their age. The woman said this century-old dress was to her liking. I wouldn't be surprised if they were from the Victorian era now. 

But how can Fang outright say that and expect me to be happy about it? I had three options in front of me and I did not want any of them. 

My jaw clenched and my knuckles went white from a tight fist. "I will never marry you for your personal gains. If my brother's life is getting saved from this political marriage, then be it. I'd rather face that than be racked into the dungeons again." I was getting more and more vexed as Fang kept making expressions of amusement while my blood boiled in my veins. "You can marry that other useful girl of yours. I'm sure she will help you with your revenge and bend to your command."

Fang let out a huge sigh and leaned his back against the marble balustrade. He folded his hands over his chest, "That girl she is the granddaughter of one of the queen's trusted ministers. She came to be a Waterwoods resident just for me. How convenient was that to have her grandfather dance on my beats. Though she was extremely useful to me once, but-"

"But now you have me, the best leverage right at your disposal," I continued his statement. 

Fang chuckled loudly, throwing his head back. "No, that was not what I was about to say." He stood up from where his back was against the balustrade, and stepped closer to me, knowing very well I was not backing away today, "Until last night, I wasn't sure whether I should alter my revenge plan just because you were my soulmate. But there was something that I realised was different." He took another step closer, "It did not feel nice to have someone else on my bed and it was the worst to have another man's scent on you"

There was a fire that returned to his eyes. The one that I had seen yesterday when he was talking about what happened between me and Channing. Was he saying that was not faked, and then expected me to believe after what he had mentioned a few minutes back. 

Fang stood close to me, so much my neck strained to look up at him. His hands went into his trouser pocket. He spoke in a casual tone, "Then I thought about it, a lot, and decided to alter my plans. It was still doubtful, but I can't even start telling how much this conversation has shown how perfect you are for me." I gulped at his words. There was so much not so trustable about this man. His eyes met mine as he firmly said the next words, "My goals have a minor alteration. I want to make you mine, not for my revenge but to have you by my side forever."

As soon as he said those words, I snickered. Fang truly thought the world revolved for him. At one point in this conversation, he tells me he wanted to torture me for his revenge against the crown and at the next point; he says he wants to make me his.

My eyes drifted down with laughter and then met his ink-black eyes again, "You can try that other option of yours, the girl who left her scent on you yesterday. If you have choices, then I am sorry. This one is no longer available to you. I am sure she would do anything for you, even get tortured for the sake of your revenge." My eyes fixed on his with an icy glare, "Don't even for a second think that I will be a puppet in your arms for whatever vengeance you carry" 

Fang tsked in a low note with a smirk on his lips, not taking his eyes away from mine. There was only mischief dancing in his eyes. 

"I don't care about that idiot girl. I have my perfect soulmate right here, smart, strong, someone who will understand me well," he said, emphasising on each of the adjectives with pride, "worthy to rule by my side." Fang was proud of his words and especially of having me as his soulmate. My eyes narrowed at him. He had too much confidence that I would be his one day. Fang hummed, "I must say, your first impression was of a dumb girl...umm... It still is"

"Excuse me!" I exclaimed, blinking twice at him. He talked two different things. How can he call me a dumb girl after giving all those hefty adjectives to me? 

Fang shrugged as if he was still right, and said, "You are still a pup, Selene, but one day you will grow into a magnificent wolf."

"If you hear yourself talking right now, I am sure you would slap yourself." I gave him a strained smile as a taunt. 

Fang laughed as if I had cracked some joke, "Look at you already reciprocating my energy." I immediately looked away from him with a tsk. Fang exhaled as if he had to explain something to me again, that he has been doing for a very long time and spoke, "I am not a blind believer. Just because the match was made in heaven, it isn't supposed to be accepted blindly. Love like that is an attraction, an infatuation that never lasts long. It needs to have a powerful emotion to keep the other person by our side. Relationships are supposed to be developed"

How less he believed in partners made me wonder what his mother and father were like. Or maybe it was the influence of his environment that he grew up in.

"I have no powerful reasons to offer," I said, looking somewhere else in irritation till our eyes met again. "And neither do you. The only one you had till a while back was throwing my dead body at the king's feet," I deadpanned him.