Found By The Lycan King

ALPHA XANDER'S POV

"Adriana, you will come with me right now. You are not going to stay with Alpha xander until you have been lawfully wedded as is customary.” The unmistakable voice filled with frustration echoed through the forest.

Alpha Jameson howls, stepping back when a growl! begins to sound in my chest. I nearly killed someone some minutes ago. I won't hesitate to switch who the victim is

"I'm not going anywhere with you, Father. I'm staying with Alpha Xander and I trust him to protect me." She lied, which is what piques my interest to listen to their dialogue.

"You trust him?" He asked, glancing at me for a second. "Look where that trust will get you. I don't care about what you think, Adriana. You will come with me and that is final."

“Yes,” she replies. Her voice doesn't hold much confidence like it first did. I'm surprised he doesnt catch up on that.

"You will do as I say, young lady. I am still your father and I know what's best for you." He bellowed, looking seconds away from shredding apart. My mate doesn't let up, facing her father with a defiant look in her eyes.

The move rolls over me like a freaking aphrodisiac. I thought she was going to be like all the other perfectly groomed alpha“s daughters I've been introduced to. The ones that have been trained to simply nod and agree with whatever their mate's say.

Don't get me wrong, I like someone who knows how to take orders. But I don't want an empty headed barbie.

"We'll see about that. You may think you have made your choice, but I will do everything in my power to make you see reason and come back home where you belong.”

“l won't come back!” She sounds frustrated. I can't tell if it is from the unnecessary trading of words that I'm going to bring an end to soon, or another thing.

Alpha Jameson takes a threatening step forward, I stand straighter, ready to intervene if he tries anything, but Adriana didn't seem to be intimidated by him in the slightest. She stood tall, her back straight and her chin held high as she spoke her mind.

“All my life, you have said this is all I am good for and I am just doing as you said. Why are you fighting it?”

Alpha Jameson's face turns red with anger, but Adriana doesn't back down. She meets his gaze head-on, unafraid of him which is extremely sexy.

Tired of hearing their back and forth squabble, I take a step forward, feeling the heat of my mta's body beside me. I wound my arms around her waist which had Alpha jameson growling. She recoils and whispers at me to get my hands off her. But I tighten my hold instead, chuckling at Alpha Jameson.

She stiffens but doesn't try to step out of my hold. I have to fight the urge to tap her head and call her a good girl. Then maybe take her to the car and reward her for being a good girl.

"What have you done to her?!” her father's voice pulls me from my lovely imaginations, a look of unwavering disgust on his face.

I smile and take some steps back, loving the way things are going. He can probably smell my arousal and something about that makes my cock throb. The only thing missing from his very comical way of showing his anger is his smoke not coming out of his ears.

I look up at the sky, the black of midnight now filtering with the reddish and orangish hue of the sun about to rise. The warm golden glow casting over the landscape gives it a calming and peaceful aura. Oblivious to the violence about to happen down here.

I looked over at Adriana, my mate, the warm light of the sun highlights her very beautiful features perfectly. She is fucking beautiful

"You must do as father says.” One of Alpha Jameson's sons says, growling. I shoot him a look that has him taking a single step back. He's not the one that came with his father to my pack the other day. I'm guessing he is the younger son.

I watch with mild amusement as the lanky kid that is my mate's brother advances towards her, his fists clenched at his sides. He doesn't hide his anger and frustration etched on his face, which shows just how he is. He is about to lose control and he doesn't even realize, doesn't know how to stop it. “I wouldn't take another step forward if I were you,” I tsk like i'm giving him honest advice. He looks up and growls, a baby grow! that amuses me.

"You have no right to tell me what to do," Adriana's brother spat, his voice dripping with venom. "She is my sister and she has to do what we ask her. We are her family, not you!"

"And she has decided,” she may have done it because I forced her, without words. But that is none of his business.

I am only being gentle because she is here and unfortunately, these annoying mutts are her family. Under normal circumstances, they all would be dead by now. Long ago.

Adriana’s brother sneers at me, his eyes flashing with anger. "You think you can just come in here and take her away from us? You are not worthy of her and you know that. You are nothing but a lowlife who can't even keep a promise, or stay loyal to one woman."

An animalistic growl rips from my chest, my rage rising but I calm it down with a slow inhale and exhale. It would be below me to lose it because of this pup.

"She became mine the moment we made that deal, and what I say goes." I said, barely keeping the growl out of my words. "And if you, your brother or your father try to touch her, she will be the last thing you will ever touch. Do you understand me?"

He understands the underlying threat in my voice and I watch as he hesitates for a moment, his eyes narrow as he sizes me up. Uncertainty dances in his eyes as he tries to see if he can take me on. I almost laugh at that but I feel too insulted to do that. With a snarl, he turns and stalks away, disappearing into the woods.

I let him leave, hoping he would thank his lucky stars as he steps away. I wouldn't have remembered he was her brother if he had stayed there any longer and made the mistake of letting himself spew more stupid words.

I release an annoyed breath and turn to Adriana, pulling her into my arms. I bring my hand up to her face and trace her cheeks, she is as stiff as a board but that doesnt make me step away.

Just to spite her father further, knowing there is nothing he can do, I lean down and capture her lips in a short kiss, she was too shocked to reply. I feel her resistance but I ignore it, groaning lowly at the way pleasure flows through my blood at that small contact.

I looked into her eyes, seeing the promise of murder in her eyes. It only made me want to push her buttons more, just to see how much she would lose control.

At last I let her go. She pushes herself away from me before turning towards her father and other brother. They don't say a word but the scowls on their faces say a lot.

"Are you ready?" I ask, offering her my hand. "We must leave now."

"Adriana, no!" Her father howls once the words leave my lips.

She hesitates for a moment, glancing back at her father who is just a few feet away, his face contorted in anger. "I'm ready," she said finally, following my lead.

We start the short distance to the car in silence, my mate's hand is cold in mine and she reeks of fear. I don't feel very strange to say my cock throbs at that. Not to blame me, it is a maddening scent.

“You will regret this, Xander, take my words as a warning.” Her father's threatening words echo in my head as we walk, his voice filled with rage as he vows to make his daughter pay for her disobedience.

Adriana doesn't flinch, she doesn't even look back. She just keeps walking, her hand firmly in mine and her face devoid of any emotion.

The world is alive with the sounds of nature, the chirping of birds, and the rustling of leaves beneath our feet. The fresh, earthy smell of pine filled the air but it still doesn't hold a candle to my mate's intoxicating scent.

When the fleet of cars start coming into view and the soft chatter of the warriors and their scents fill the hair, I let Adriana walk ahead, watching her moderately wide hips sway as she goes.

I'm a little taken aback by her reaction to me. It is strange that she can't feel the telepathic connection between us even after being so close. I have tried communicating with her wolf but I was met with an empty wall.

Lycans are one with their wolves so it should have been easy for me to communicate with her wolf. How could she not feel the mate bond? I question myself, though I know I have no answer to that. How did she not feel the sparks when I grabbed her from behind, put my arms around her waist and even kissed her?

Instead of her body welcoming mine, craving my next touch, the only response to the supposed sparks she was supposed to feel was a disgust-filled expression.

The connection between us was electric for me, the first time I saw her and when I touched her. There is no doubt in my mind that she is my mate.

But her actions have made it clear that she didn't feel the mate bond, and that was probably why she didn't was against my touch.

Still, I couldn't understand it and my mind kept reeling. How could she not feel the same intense connection that I did?

The mate bond is supposed to be this powerful force, one that could not be denied or ignored. It is overwhelming and takes over your entire being. If I didn't have a good grip on my control, our meeting would have gone an entirely different way and I would have been able to stay in that room, that close to her without the need to mark her gripping her.

"Get in." I command her, opening the car door for her and she climbs in. i save myself the torture and look away when her ass curves perfectly as she tries to get into the high car.

I get into the car and sit beside her, feeling a sense of pride and slight fulfillment at having her beside me.

She may not feel the mate bond, but that doesn't lessen its effect toward me. She would know what she is to me very soon.