Page 153 of Rogue Alpha Prince
“Do you want a repeat from the library?” Atlas barks.
“What happened at the library?” Claudia immediately asks, with a gleam in her eye.
That woman loves all the gossip and sexy details.
“Why don’t you tell her exactly what happened, Gamma, hm?” I use all my alpha force on him, just in case it works, now that I’m the officially marked Luna of the pack.
“Alpha and I pretended we wanted to rape Luna after she… Oh shit, how did you just command me?” he gives me an accusatory look.
I know I have no real power over the Alphas—the Rogue Alpha Prince and probably his alpha-blooded Beta either—but I can command his beta-blooded Gamma just fine if he’s not ready to fight it. Huh, I just discovered a whole new range of possibilities.
“Pretended?” I ignore his question in favor of mine.
“Well. Fuck,” Atlas starts rubbing the back of his tattooed neck, “I guess I can tell you that Alpha just wanted to scare you.”
“Well, it worked.”
“Oh, come on, two sexy dudes wanting to sandwich-fuck you at once in a public library is not—”
“Oh my God, that’s like my biggest dream!” Claudia gasps.
I give her a death stare. We are not talking about fantasizing with your vibrator in your safe space, but about a real and fucking scary situation thatI didn’t consent to.
I catch Atlas looking blankly at Claudia for a second, but he composes and turns to me again.
“I just meant, it was only scary becauseyoubelieved it was possible, not because it really was.”
Yeah, I believed it was possible, because I read the reports and I know my dad’s kingdom used to send rapists here. Oh, my Goddess, I can’t believe I basically let it slide when I knew what they do here. I read the reports, hell, I even personally interviewed some of the survivors we got back from here.
I suddenly feel so… dirty. Even more so when my immediate thought is to shake it off because I do have to live with them after all.
“You know he wouldn’t let anyone else actually fuck you, right? Especially me.”
I raise my brow at Atlas.Especially him? What the heck does that mean? Is Cain really that jealous of Atlas? Is that why he started tattooing himself? Because he thinks I’m more attracted to Atlas than to him?
No, that’s stupid. He is a royal Alpha werewolf, and has an ego to match.
“Okay, I’m leaving before you use more power on me. Claudia can escort you to your room.”
He leaves so quickly I feel the shift of the air behind him.
“Men. Because an alpha werewolf needs escorting anywhere,” Claudia scoffs, and I can’t help but smile.
We part ways on the second floor, while she mumbles to herself how many things she still needs to do before going to the pack party.
I don’t know why she needs to do them, she’s gorgeous without them already, but if that’s what she wants, then who am I to judge?
I climb up the rest of the million stairs, trying to wrap my mind around all the bits of mismatched information. Cain brought me spare clothes, and I think he was in the room waiting until I woke up—unaware of probably helping my wound situation with his presence, but when I did wake up, he just left me there, all cold and unbothered. And what am I supposed to think about him trying to scare me with the library threesome? Like… what the fuck?
“Oh, hi,” I’m surprised to see him in our room.
Even more surprised to see him wearing a suit, and trying to tie a tie. Everything he has on himself is pitch black and he’s pulling it off with ease. Handsome bastard.
“The water is still warm if you need it,” he points at the filled-to-the-brim bathtub.
I can’t think straight. I cannot even follow all of the ups and downs from the last few days. Was it a few days? I can’t. I’m suffocating under all that toxic shit.
“I think we need a break,”I blurt out and bite on my lower lip.
