The Alpha’s Curvy Cinderella - Chapter 134: Chapter 134
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                    Josie POV
I surged upwards, my eyes opening in a panic, a scream erupting from my throat “Don’t touch me” causing the figure in the armchair to stiffen before they launched themselves at me. I screamed again, frantically trying to move away, not comprehending where I was, my heart beating rapidly, my eyes darting around wildly. I could feel his hands on me, feel his breath. I felt like I was going to be sick, my stomach roiling. I gave a sob. The man held out his hands like he was surrendering, his tall frame towering over me as I backed away in a panic.
“Shhh” he murmured, his voice oddly comforting as I blinked up at him, “Josie, you’re okay” he whispered.
My breathing was shallow and uneven, my eyes widening as I took in the bright white walls, the hard bed beneath me, and the smell of chemicals in the air. The hospital. I was in the hospital. I closed my eyes and opened them again, the smell of gingerbread in the air, my mate’s face coming into focus as he looked at me uncertainly. In a flash, it all came back to me, the boy’s hands on me, tearing my clothes, his body pressed against me, my mate coming to my rescue, seeing me, seeing me like that. I gave another sob, trying to press myself against the wall as he looked at me with worried eyes.
“Go away” I shouted as his big blue eyes widened in shock “Go away.”
I was hysterical. My mate had seen me at my most vulnerable. Why was he even here? He had made it obvious that he didn’t want me. It didn’t make sense for him to be here now. I didn’t want his pity. The curtain pulled back and my mother came rushing in, a look of concern on her face, followed by a doctor. “Josie, honey” my mother cried, embracing me tight as I broke down and cried “sweetheart, please, you need to calm yourself” she added anxiously.
“Tell him to leave,” I said shakily, looking at my mate, who looked unbelievably hurt “I don’t want him here” I added, looking away.
My mother sighed. My mate made a move to turn and she shook her head, pulling away from me and pushing my hair back from my face as the doctor quietly took my vital signs without being obtrusive.
“Alpha Drake,” she said firmly, stopping my mate in my tracks “I’m afraid I must insist you stay and comfort your mate who appears to be in distress.”
What? Was my own mother betraying me? I stared at her accusingly. She looked guilty. “I’m sorry Josie but the mate bond cannot be something that can be denied. He can help you if you’ll just let him. He hasn’t left your side since he brought you in” she added, narrowing her eyes at me, while my mate flushed and avoided my eyes.
He hadn’t? My mother stepped away as the doctor cleared her throat. “All your vital signs appear to be good,” she said quietly, looking at me kindly “and you are quite stable. I, however, am only willing to discharge you, if you are willing to allow your mate to help you. What you experienced was traumatic and having somebody to talk to may help. I can give you the number of a good psychologist who you can talk to.”
I nodded, feeling resentful and defeated. The doctor scribbled a phone number and handed it to my mother. I glanced down at the gown I was wearing with a grimace. My mother smiled. “You can change back at the house.”
I just nodded. I got up, standing awkwardly on my feet, but I hadn’t even taken two steps when my mate swooped in and grabbed me, cradling me tight against his chest as I blinked up at him in surprise. I felt warmth spread through me. His grip was strong, but his hold was gentle. His jaw clenched as he began to walk out of the room. My mother looked at him with approval in her eyes. I didn’t have the strength nor the inclination to protest, deciding for the moment to allow my mate to have his way for the time being.
“Thank you” I whispered, feeling like expressing some gratitude for saving me was in order.
His eyes were cold as he gazed at me “For what?” he bit out, confused.
“Saving me” I whispered.
He said nothing for a moment. “You shouldn’t have needed saving from that bastard” he bit out “And whatever pack he came from, they are much better off without him” he snarled.
So, I guess he wasn’t used to compliments or he didn’t feel he deserved a thank you. Righto. I kept my arms around his neck, the bright sunlight blinding me momentarily as we stepped outside.
“I can walk,” I said weakly and he shot me a look full of daggers.
“You’re barefoot, weakened by your experience, and are wearing a hospital gown that leaves little to the imagination” he growled “You’re being carried and that’s final.”
I gaped and then shut my mouth. He smirked and carried me without issue, striding confidently across the grounds, my mother following behind at a more sedate pace. We headed towards the pack house and I blushed as I saw pack members openly staring and some even pointing at the two of us. No doubt rumors would be spreading within minutes about Alpha Drake and me. I sighed. The front door opened, an omega allowing us to enter.
“Your room” Alpha Drake grunted.
“Top floor,” I said tiredly “at the back.”
He hoisted me up and began to head upstairs while the omegas gaped. Within minutes we had reached my bedroom and I turned the knob. He entered, striding in and placing me delicately on the bed. I stared at him. He pushed back a loose tendril of hair and glowered at me. I blanched.
“Listen,” he said a little snappily “you could have been in some serious trouble if I didn’t come along when I did. What were you thinking, going alone into the forest with that boy?”
Stung, I replied without thinking “Maybe, I was thinking that my mate didn’t want me and that this boy did. So yeah, I did go into the woods, thinking that at least somebody desired me and maybe we would have some fun. Was it stupid? Yes, but can you really blame me, Alpha Drake?” my tone was filled with bitterness.
He inhaled sharply, recognizing that some of the blame lay directly at his feet. “What you did was reckless.”
“Noted,” I said dully, motioning to the door, before I lost my temper “You can go now.”
“It was stupid, idiotic, dumb, foolish..” he continued, clenching his hands into fists.
“I get the point” I snapped, as he stepped closer, his eyes darkening “Don’t you think I’ve paid enough of a lesson for it?”
He grabbed my chin, his eyes cold. “Not nearly enough” he snarled and then, before I could stop him, he bent down and pressed his lips against mine as my lips parted in shock. As soon as I felt him, sparks flew through me. He was rough, brutal, and demanding and my body responded with enthusiasm, loving it as he plundered my mouth and deepened the kiss, his tongue diving inside. I felt exhilarated, my body craving more, as my arousal began to grow. His eyes were hooded, his hand moving to grip the back of my head, his fingers twining in my hair. I moaned, my hand pressing lightly against his chest, marveling at the muscles I could feel beneath his shirt. He showed no signs of wanting to stop, his eyes like dark obsidian as he began to press me down on the bed. My hands grasped at his arms, my body feeling like it was on fire.
The sound of a clearing of a throat had both of us stiffening, feeling like cold water had been thrown over us. My father stood in the doorway, his arms folded over his chest, his head c****d as he regarded us, while my mother stood beside him, looking amused.
“Alpha Drake,” he said gruffly, “I think it’s time we had a serious discussion, don’t you?”
I blushed as Alpha Drake hastily got up and faced my father, nodding tightly. Without a word or a backward glance, he followed my father out of the room, while my mother looked at me sympathetically, my cheeks reddening.
“Why don’t you get dressed,” she said kindly as I looked at her feeling humiliated “and don’t stress too much. Why when your father and I were younger, you wouldn’t believe half the stuff we got up too” she laughed, making me feel instantly better.
She winked “By the way, your mate is a total hottie” she added, making me giggle “careful girl, the way he looks, you could get pregnant just by touching him.”
I burst into laughter as she left the room. Trust mother to make me feel better.
                
            
        I surged upwards, my eyes opening in a panic, a scream erupting from my throat “Don’t touch me” causing the figure in the armchair to stiffen before they launched themselves at me. I screamed again, frantically trying to move away, not comprehending where I was, my heart beating rapidly, my eyes darting around wildly. I could feel his hands on me, feel his breath. I felt like I was going to be sick, my stomach roiling. I gave a sob. The man held out his hands like he was surrendering, his tall frame towering over me as I backed away in a panic.
“Shhh” he murmured, his voice oddly comforting as I blinked up at him, “Josie, you’re okay” he whispered.
My breathing was shallow and uneven, my eyes widening as I took in the bright white walls, the hard bed beneath me, and the smell of chemicals in the air. The hospital. I was in the hospital. I closed my eyes and opened them again, the smell of gingerbread in the air, my mate’s face coming into focus as he looked at me uncertainly. In a flash, it all came back to me, the boy’s hands on me, tearing my clothes, his body pressed against me, my mate coming to my rescue, seeing me, seeing me like that. I gave another sob, trying to press myself against the wall as he looked at me with worried eyes.
“Go away” I shouted as his big blue eyes widened in shock “Go away.”
I was hysterical. My mate had seen me at my most vulnerable. Why was he even here? He had made it obvious that he didn’t want me. It didn’t make sense for him to be here now. I didn’t want his pity. The curtain pulled back and my mother came rushing in, a look of concern on her face, followed by a doctor. “Josie, honey” my mother cried, embracing me tight as I broke down and cried “sweetheart, please, you need to calm yourself” she added anxiously.
“Tell him to leave,” I said shakily, looking at my mate, who looked unbelievably hurt “I don’t want him here” I added, looking away.
My mother sighed. My mate made a move to turn and she shook her head, pulling away from me and pushing my hair back from my face as the doctor quietly took my vital signs without being obtrusive.
“Alpha Drake,” she said firmly, stopping my mate in my tracks “I’m afraid I must insist you stay and comfort your mate who appears to be in distress.”
What? Was my own mother betraying me? I stared at her accusingly. She looked guilty. “I’m sorry Josie but the mate bond cannot be something that can be denied. He can help you if you’ll just let him. He hasn’t left your side since he brought you in” she added, narrowing her eyes at me, while my mate flushed and avoided my eyes.
He hadn’t? My mother stepped away as the doctor cleared her throat. “All your vital signs appear to be good,” she said quietly, looking at me kindly “and you are quite stable. I, however, am only willing to discharge you, if you are willing to allow your mate to help you. What you experienced was traumatic and having somebody to talk to may help. I can give you the number of a good psychologist who you can talk to.”
I nodded, feeling resentful and defeated. The doctor scribbled a phone number and handed it to my mother. I glanced down at the gown I was wearing with a grimace. My mother smiled. “You can change back at the house.”
I just nodded. I got up, standing awkwardly on my feet, but I hadn’t even taken two steps when my mate swooped in and grabbed me, cradling me tight against his chest as I blinked up at him in surprise. I felt warmth spread through me. His grip was strong, but his hold was gentle. His jaw clenched as he began to walk out of the room. My mother looked at him with approval in her eyes. I didn’t have the strength nor the inclination to protest, deciding for the moment to allow my mate to have his way for the time being.
“Thank you” I whispered, feeling like expressing some gratitude for saving me was in order.
His eyes were cold as he gazed at me “For what?” he bit out, confused.
“Saving me” I whispered.
He said nothing for a moment. “You shouldn’t have needed saving from that bastard” he bit out “And whatever pack he came from, they are much better off without him” he snarled.
So, I guess he wasn’t used to compliments or he didn’t feel he deserved a thank you. Righto. I kept my arms around his neck, the bright sunlight blinding me momentarily as we stepped outside.
“I can walk,” I said weakly and he shot me a look full of daggers.
“You’re barefoot, weakened by your experience, and are wearing a hospital gown that leaves little to the imagination” he growled “You’re being carried and that’s final.”
I gaped and then shut my mouth. He smirked and carried me without issue, striding confidently across the grounds, my mother following behind at a more sedate pace. We headed towards the pack house and I blushed as I saw pack members openly staring and some even pointing at the two of us. No doubt rumors would be spreading within minutes about Alpha Drake and me. I sighed. The front door opened, an omega allowing us to enter.
“Your room” Alpha Drake grunted.
“Top floor,” I said tiredly “at the back.”
He hoisted me up and began to head upstairs while the omegas gaped. Within minutes we had reached my bedroom and I turned the knob. He entered, striding in and placing me delicately on the bed. I stared at him. He pushed back a loose tendril of hair and glowered at me. I blanched.
“Listen,” he said a little snappily “you could have been in some serious trouble if I didn’t come along when I did. What were you thinking, going alone into the forest with that boy?”
Stung, I replied without thinking “Maybe, I was thinking that my mate didn’t want me and that this boy did. So yeah, I did go into the woods, thinking that at least somebody desired me and maybe we would have some fun. Was it stupid? Yes, but can you really blame me, Alpha Drake?” my tone was filled with bitterness.
He inhaled sharply, recognizing that some of the blame lay directly at his feet. “What you did was reckless.”
“Noted,” I said dully, motioning to the door, before I lost my temper “You can go now.”
“It was stupid, idiotic, dumb, foolish..” he continued, clenching his hands into fists.
“I get the point” I snapped, as he stepped closer, his eyes darkening “Don’t you think I’ve paid enough of a lesson for it?”
He grabbed my chin, his eyes cold. “Not nearly enough” he snarled and then, before I could stop him, he bent down and pressed his lips against mine as my lips parted in shock. As soon as I felt him, sparks flew through me. He was rough, brutal, and demanding and my body responded with enthusiasm, loving it as he plundered my mouth and deepened the kiss, his tongue diving inside. I felt exhilarated, my body craving more, as my arousal began to grow. His eyes were hooded, his hand moving to grip the back of my head, his fingers twining in my hair. I moaned, my hand pressing lightly against his chest, marveling at the muscles I could feel beneath his shirt. He showed no signs of wanting to stop, his eyes like dark obsidian as he began to press me down on the bed. My hands grasped at his arms, my body feeling like it was on fire.
The sound of a clearing of a throat had both of us stiffening, feeling like cold water had been thrown over us. My father stood in the doorway, his arms folded over his chest, his head c****d as he regarded us, while my mother stood beside him, looking amused.
“Alpha Drake,” he said gruffly, “I think it’s time we had a serious discussion, don’t you?”
I blushed as Alpha Drake hastily got up and faced my father, nodding tightly. Without a word or a backward glance, he followed my father out of the room, while my mother looked at me sympathetically, my cheeks reddening.
“Why don’t you get dressed,” she said kindly as I looked at her feeling humiliated “and don’t stress too much. Why when your father and I were younger, you wouldn’t believe half the stuff we got up too” she laughed, making me feel instantly better.
She winked “By the way, your mate is a total hottie” she added, making me giggle “careful girl, the way he looks, you could get pregnant just by touching him.”
I burst into laughter as she left the room. Trust mother to make me feel better.
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