Alpha Princess's Possessive Mate

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Fang walked towards me, every step thudding on the ground, and my heart thumped with the same intensity. There was a considerable distance between us, but his long legs quickly covered it. I stepped back, but he matched every step of mine as he came closer. 

"Now little one, what am I going to do with you." Fang's eyes squinted at me, and I gulped my ragged breaths. His voice gravelled as his eyes held a cold stare, "This habit of yours to vex me at wrong times should stop, you know. Always venting out your emotions onto me is not fine."

"It was your fault," I spoke in a low voice, not breaking eye contact. I knew I was weak as compared to him, but my Alpha wolf held some pride. 

"Tell me what fault I had in it?" I stepped further back and Fang gripped my wrist, tugging me towards him, "Last time you were sad about your mother treating you the way she always did, and this time it was you who brought Sylvie's anger over yourself. And you vented both of them onto me." His eyebrows raised in question so I would confirm his words. There was some truth in that, but it was always because Fang was involved in it some or the other way. 

"Sylvie's anger was because of you," I hissed, trying to free my wrist. My eyes did not leave his for even a second and this is exactly what happens when two Alphas stand in front of each other. No one backs down easily. 

Fang clicked his tongue, "I was handling her right, wasn't I? Now, who was it that aggravated her?" His eyes went virtuous and as if it was all my fault. 

He talked as if he would help me, and I would take it. I could have handled that situation perfectly well on my own and I did, but Fang trying to show he could shield me provoked me more. 

"I don't need your help," I hissed at his face, standing tall like the Alpha I was, "Don't think I am as weak as that lover Sylvie of yours." She was sure weak, but I wouldn't take that kind of treatment. 

"I don't care, I was dealing with things right and you put the reverse gear on it." Fang's nerves strained on his neck and the golden ring around his pupil started to fill in the colour into his charcoal eyes, "You directed your wolf's boiling anger onto me. How should we punish that?" He was talking in his usual teasing manner, but I could see his beast being restrained from lunging out. 

What did he mean by punishing me? The way he had handled Sylvie was already scary to watch. How he had dragged her helpless self out of here and it was wrong to be this barbaric. Moreover, he was now suggesting to punish me as if he had the right to do it. 

"How can you be so barbarous, Fang?" I snapped, "The way you treated Sylvie was no way to treat a girl. There is nothing for you to punish me."

Fang pulled me closer, holding my other wrist as well till I crashed into him, "Sylvie is not some weak human to not be able to fend for herself. She had called that upon herself."

I tried to get my distance, but Fang held me against him just by my wrists. It seemed like even during fights, that always went on between us, he liked to hold me closer to him. After some more effort, he let me go just to pull me back as I crashed against him, his bare chest forming a cushion for the side of my face. My neck strained to look at him as I gave up on my efforts to move away. In these few days, Fang had got me used to his presence slowly and the closeness he always brought with him.

"Just because she can fend for herself, you can't act this wild" My words came in a low whisper as there was no need to speak aloud at this close distance.

"Wild?" Fang snickered as if I had cracked a joke, bending his neck to look down at me. His left hand went behind my waist to keep me close against him and his right hand moved aside a strand of hair that had slipped out of my bun. "We are werewolves, sweet, we are supposed to be wild." Fang's right hand went to my waist as well and his face changed, flipping the wicked smile into something serious as he whispered, "Wanna see how wild we can be?"

He bent down and before I could know; I was on his shoulder, and I pushed myself up by the support of his brawny back, trying to set free, "Put me down!" But Fang walked straight through the curtains to the other room inside the tent where he had previously brought me. "Put me down, Fang!" I pounded on his back. 

"Be a good girl now, little one. I will make sure your punishment doesn't hurt a lot," he was having fun as he said that, but I tried to wriggle out of his hold and Fang palmed my bottom. 

I gasped, "How dare you do that!"

"Do what?" He asked innocently, and it just fumed me. How can he spank me like it was nothing and act like this! I smacked the back of his head in rage and Fang stopped in his tracks. "So feisty, you need to be trained properly." Saying this, he landed another hit on my bottom, this time harder than before, and it made me whimper. "Now be a good girl and stop wiggling"

My breaths were heavy as I tried to contain the anger that was ready to erupt. For some reason, my wolf liked Fang's company, more like the thrill that came after irking him, but the same cannot be said for me. 

Walking to his bed, he flopped me down and, holding my waist, pushed me towards the headboard. I tried to run away from the side, but Fang held my wrist; I heard the clicking sound and a cold metal clamped around my wrist. My eyes turned around in shock to my right hand that had cuffs on it with a long chain that clung with my movement. And before I could retaliate, Fang had grabbed my other wrist into a similar hold. 

"What are you doing, Fang let go!" I pulled on the cuff to only have them bite into my skin. 

Fang went backwards on the bed and held my ankles to pull me down in one swift motion. My body jerked, and the chains pulled my arms in two different directions. I tried to turn into my wolf, but these were silver chains, and I was stuck here on Fang's bed, bound and helpless. The more I jerked on the cuffs, the more they bit into my skin. My body was half slouched on the wall of pillows and my legs apart as Fang was holding onto my ankles.

"Didn't I tell you I would have my special cuffs ready for you, little one," He said while running his tongues over his canines as they grew bigger in size. I remembered the message he had sent me yesterday about preparing special cuffs for me, but this was not what I had imagined. 

"Let me go," I growled as I tried to break the chains, but that only led to my skin bruising. Silver made werewolves weak, and though Alphas were better resistant to it, it still had its weakening effect. 

Fang crawled closer to me like a feline with his hands on either side of mine and face right in front of me, "Now you don't listen to me, I warned you not to come in the afternoon and look what happened." The back of his hand caressed my cheek, and he did it openly, as my hands weren't free to swat him away. "Someone already tried to steal you away from me," he sneered lowly, trying to hold back the frustration he felt about Liam's attack. 

My face moved to the side to get away from his hold. Fang's wolf was frantic, and I could see how he was holding it back with all its might.

When your soulmate was this close to you, the wolf was sure to agitate. Even my wolf wanted to break free and remove the barriers I had created in my head for Fang. But I had mine in control while Fang was resisting hard, even though he had me at his mercy right now. He was not letting his sanity be taken away. 

Fang moved closer to my neck, sniffing the sweet scent that his wolf loved to bask in.

The scent of embers filled the room as my body became more aware of his presence. My eyes kept transitioning between golden and hazel, trying to decide which side to choose.

I disliked Fang, and there was no amount of trust that this man had gained from me, but he was my soulmate and my body was reacting to him.

Fang held my chin with his fingers and made me turn to face him. My creased brows and rage-filled helpless eyes stared back into his liquid dark black eyes. Fang narrowed his eyes as his canines became sharper than ever and said in a deep voice that reverberated through my chest, "Next time someone comes close to you, they will know you belong to me!"