IAN
I sat beside Emma, my eyes fixed on her peaceful form as she slept. But my mind was a turmoil of emotions, still reeling from the pain I had felt earlier.
It was a pain I had never experienced before, a pain that didn't belong to me, but to her. My mate.
I had never shared someone else's pain like that before, the only pain I have been suffering from and still doing was when she rejected me. But weirdly now that she is back into my life her pain had become mine, and it was a feeling I couldn't shake off.
My wolf had taken control, sensing our mate's distress and reacting instinctively. He had even punished Nyx for her brutality, something I wouldn't have done if I had been in control.
As I stared at Emma, I felt a mix of emotions that I couldn't explain, guilt, anger, and possessiveness. I was angry with Nyx for hurting her, guilty for not being able to protect Emma on time, and possessive because she was mine to harm, no one should put her in pain aside from me.
There Kane spoke up, his voice a low rumble in my mind. (We are getting there slowly, maybe that will happen if you just accept her as your Luna and forget the past.)
I rolled my eyes, dismissing his words. I wanted Emma, but I also wanted her to feel the same pain and rejection she had inflicted on me. It was a twisted desire, one I couldn't explain, but it was there, nonetheless.
As I sat beside Emma, I realized that I still had a score to settle with her. I had never acknowledged her rejection, never confronted her about it, but it was still there. I knew that I wouldn't rest until I had made her understand the pain she caused me.
She stirred in her sleep and I knew she was waking up. I couldn't help but wish her first word wouldn't break my heart.
"Why am I here with you?" she asked and another set of pain set in, she never proved me wrong.
"Why? Do you expect Blake to be here or Lucas?" she squinted her gaze.
"That would be better, not like you.." I grabbed her neck, stopping her from talking, "Don't you dare throw me off, you should be thanking me for saving you." But she slapped my hands away immediately.
"Thank you? Never!" she mumbled against her breath and I smirked.
"Not even Nyx can go against my Alpha tone."
"You are my mate," I affirmed letting her go, "Then why allow Nyx to bully you, and get me caught up between you two."
She leaned forward, her eyes boring into mine, "I can burn when I want to, but the only water quenching me now is because of my rank."
"I knew it, you are only pretending." I let out biting my tongue in pain.
"Maybe if you just let me go..." I pulled her roughly by her hair.
"Emma… don't you dare use that word again." she snickered at the.
"Or what? Kill me? I don't care about that!" She yelled that pain registered in my heart and couldn't control myself anymore.
"Mind your next word… Emma." I warned but she wasn't ready to listen, she pushed me backward.
"I am the one you have issues with, I am the mate you don't want, if you are mad I am moving around with other guys, punish me and never add my family to it." She let out, as she stood from the bed, my fist trembled in anger.
"Stop right there!" I ordered again, but she defied my tone. It didn't even stop her, that is how much influence my little mate still had despite being weak.
"Emma!" I called but she didn't stop her hands on the doorknob and I sprinted towards her.
"Hey! Let me go! I have a job to…"
I crushed my lips against hers, stopping her words midway. My kiss was aggressive and possessive. I couldn't help myself, my world was taking over as I devoured her.
I pushed her against the door, as my tongue forced its way into her mouth, claiming her as mine.
"You are mine!" I growled, kissing down the nape of her neck. Everything about her is intoxicating. I can't get my head wrapped ever since I have met her.
I always wanted to do this, but I tried my best to control myself. This time she was the one who had pushed me and I was not hiding my animalistic self.
My hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as I deepened the kiss. I could feel her resistance, her hands pushing against my chest, as I kissed her collarbone down to her cleavages.
"Mine!" my wolf grumbled again, "Don't you dare mark me… I am not accepting you!" she cried out.
I growled low in my throat, as I captured her lips again, my teeth nipping at her lips, biting down hard enough to draw blood. "Pain… I want her to feel every pain she puts me through, I don't care who the hell she is, as long as she carries her face she would be the same Emma to me.
I tore at her shirt, ripping the fabric apart as I exposed her skin to my hungry gaze.
I couldn't get enough of her, my kiss becoming more frantic, more desperate, I was becoming an animal in front of the one I was claiming that I love.
But then she broke free, "You bastard!" she yelled and her face flushed with anger. Was about to pull her closer again when her palm came in contact with my face.
The sting of her slap barely registered, my eyes locked on hers, my chest heaving up and down as I managed to succumb to my wolf.
"Get away from me! You are a monster!" she yelled pushing away from the door but I pulled her backward.
"You're half-naked." I reminded her.
She looked down, realizing she was only wearing her bra and skirt. Tears trickled down her eyes as she reached out to me. "What?" I asked, with her voice shaking she pointed to me.
"Give me your coat!" she yelled, leaving me speechless. I immediately pulled off my suit jacket and handed it over to her.
"I hate you!" she spat, wrapping the jacket around herself before storming out of the room.
I was stunned, my mind reeling. (She hasn't even been in the packhouse before, how can she leave!) Kane let out.
I sighed, moving toward the window to take in a deep breath of fresh air.
As I opened the window, I savored the sweet scent that lingered, a reminder of her presence. (Theo, lead her out.) I ordered my gamma, who immediately responded.
There my wolf announced the truth I didn't want to accept (She isn't Emma).
I took a deep breath, recalling the moment I tore her clothes open.
Emma has a birthmark on her collarbone, but this Emma doesn't... It was something I loved about her.
(I don't care whatever past you have with Emma. I am claiming this one as mine.)
(Common.)
(I don't care, Ian... she isn't Emma, and she doesn't have to pay for what Emma has done. Announce her as your Luna. If you have any hesitation then I will take control.)