ALPHA SIN

ARTEMISIA

As soon as Sin left the room, I took the pills that were on the nightstand. It relieved the pain I was feeling.

I climbed down from the bed slowly as I felt the need to use the toilet.

I walked towards the white sink after doing the deed to wash my hands, and I let out a moan whilst cool water wetted them.

Also, I winced. I glanced at my hand to notice an injury that was already turning purple.

A grimace escaped my parted lips as I stared at the ugly mark lining my wrists.

Jamie must have gripped me too hard for my skin to be bruised. Even though his grip hadn’t been rough, I was sure the markings would show due to how pale my skin was. Besides, I hadn’t noticed because I was trying to escape from him.

Sighing, I kneaded my temple as it thumped. Perhaps I should rest more, as Sin had suggested.

I wondered where he had gone. He had stormed out in annoyance. It almost felt as if he was going to murder anyone that had put me in the current position I was in.

My heart warmed as I remembered how he had protected me from Jamie’s attack.

But, I presumed he was only protecting me, so they would not question him for my demise as he had said. And maybe I shouldn’t read too much into it because, in no time, he would go back to his usual self.

My hand went to rub my neck, and my eyes narrowed as I glimpsed a bite mark. It looked like a mosquito bite. But, if it had bitten me by one, I would have been down because my immune system wasn’t that strong when it comes to those little creatures’ assaults.

Just like Julie, she hadn’t complained about being sick or of mosquitoes when she arrived.

I gazed at it to realize it wasn’t one that had bitten me. The marking was smooth and carved in a half-moon shape. Also, it glowed.

A mark had never fascinated me before. Not even the birthmark on my shoulder, which people admired when I wore an off-shoulder top or dress.

Yet, this strange glowing crescent-shaped mark intrigued me. My hand went to touch it, and I let out a gasp as a jolt of electricity shot through me.

It was the same thing I had felt whenever Sin was near.

“I’ve been searching around for you.”

I jerked whilst gripping the sink. I glared at Sin as he stood at the doorway.

He dressed casually. He had changed into stonewashed jeans. I hadn’t seen a man that pulled off faded jeans so well. He had discarded the plain shirt he donned earlier, leaving his upper body bare. And I drank in his feature greedily.

His abs even seemed more defined than ever, and I wondered if he had been doing some sort of training I didn’t know of.

My fingers tingled, and I held it at my side as I imagined pulling the pants off of him.

Good gracious! Where did those absurd thoughts come from?

I shouldn’t be thinking of how sexy he was standing in near the door because of what he had told me earlier. But, I couldn’t help myself.

Reluctantly, my gaze travelled to his face. A smirk played on his lips, and I noticed a five o’clock shadow on his cheeks as he tilted his head.

“Well?”

“Well, what?”

“I thought you had something to say because you have been staring at me for far too long.”

I rolled my eyes and blushed. He would never stop being the egotistical jerk he was, as far as I was concerned.

“I have nothing,” I mumbled. “And please, put a cloth on. You make me feel sick.”

Sin chuckled, shaking his head.

I was glad everything was almost back to normal. At least he didn’t have the murderous look on his face any more. Nevertheless, I wanted to know a lot of things.

A lot of questions were running through my head and I needed answers to them.

Aside from that, I required rest as well because the dizziness from before started to set in. I reckoned it was because of the drug I had taken or the event of earlier.

I sigh, gripping the sink tighter.

“Are you okay?” Sin’s brows furrowed. He stepped towards me and hesitantly grip my hands.

This time, I didn’t flinch. My eyes bored into his through the mirror and I glimpsed the concern in them.

“I’m fine,” I murmured. I shrugged his hand away from mine and moved past him.

“Of course you are. I just need to make sure you don’t collapse and smack your head on the sink or the toilet seat.” Sin said, walking by my side.

He shrugged as I glanced back at him. But he didn’t stop following me. Even when I climbed on the bed, he did the same.

“If you have anything to say to me, say it. I wonder why you have been staring at me.”

He sighed. Standing up from where he sat, he clutched a pillow, placed it underneath my head, and went back to his position.

“Wait.” I stopped him as I noticed a tattoo on his back. It was the same tattoo I had seen the first time I arrived at his house.

I wanted to ask him a question about it, but I had forgotten.

“The tattoo on your back.” I began. I cleared my throat as my voice turned hoarse. “What does it mean?”

“I know you said you are a werewolf, which I’m still trying to assimilate. Can you tell me everything I need to know about it? Also, I want to know the reason I’m here and if I’m going to die soon by the hand of one of you.”

Sin grunted. “You are not dying anytime soon as long as I am alive, and you are my wife. No one would dare touch you after I’m done with them for doing this to you.”

I was his wife?!

Of course, I was. I was legally bound to him. But he hadn’t acted like it from the beginning until now. He hadn’t claimed me this way.

I glanced at him, shaking my head. He had returned to his brooding self. He looked formidable, making me feel sorry for who had offended him.

Sin gripped my hand and stared into my eyes. “You are mine, Artemisia.”

My hand tingled at the contact, and my heart raced. I licked my lips whilst staring at his own. I didn’t concentrate on what he was saying, rather on the sinful thing we could do on the bed.

“I know,” I mumbled, agreeing to whatever he had said. Then I pushed myself into him and locked my lips on his.

He didn’t pull away. Rather, he gathered me into his arms, making me straddle him.

It was as if he wanted this for so long. I wanted the same thing too, but I couldn’t ask for fear of being rejected.

I could not fathom where the boldness of kissing him had come from. But, I didn’t stop.

I gripped his hair, and yanked on it whilst kissing back.

Sin clutched my backside and groaned as I ground into him. His hand moved to my back, unhooked my bra slowly, and cupped my breasts.

I moaned as he tweaked my nipples. I tossed my head back, and pushed myself up, so he could access the tiny buds with his moist mouth.

“Sin,”

We broke apart as the door opened.

“Sh*t!” Sin exclaimed. “Can’t you knock?!”

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I felt the duvet draped over me, as my upper body was almost bare.

Yet, that didn’t stop my face from going red.

I didn’t dare turn to look at the intruder due to how embarrassed I was. Yet, I know who had barged inside.

“What do you want, Laurent?” Sin grunted, fixing the bra he had unhooked under the duvet.

“Not me, but the Pack wants you,” Laurent said. “If I knew you were canoodling with your wife, I wouldn’t have volunteered to be here. Now, I feel like bleaching out my eyes.”

“Shut up and get out.” Sin said.

“I should say that to the Pack? I wonder how they would react if they realized their Alpha had been rude suddenly because of a mere human.”

“F**k off.” Sin rasped.

“Hey,” I said, rubbing his taut muscles. “He’s trying to piss you off.”

“I know.” Sin said.

“Anyway, I’d be happy to take over if you feel you don’t enjoy being Alpha any more,” Laurent said.

I breathed out as I heard the door shut. I tugged the duvet away from my body and climbed down from Sin.

“That idiot is a f**king c**k blocker.” Sin groaned.

I giggled whilst my eyes strayed to his pants. He had been hard when I straddled him. But now, the dent had disappeared.

He slipped into his clothes swiftly, tugged me to him, and placed his lips on mine. “We’ll continue this later.” He promised, walking out of the door.

I plopped on the bed, staring at the ceiling. I didn’t get the answers I wanted because his body distracted me, and I wondered if he had done that on purpose.

“No, he didn’t,” I mumbled. I had been the one that initiated the kiss. Perhaps I should stop thinking about how satisfied he could make me feel. By removing the thoughts from my mind, I was sure I would get the answers I wanted.