"I can smell you, Skye." He ran his claws against the cemented walls of the old factory as he circled the room.
"That's all you can do, Grant." Her tone was condescending while she appeared at the edge of the metal staircase that led to the next floor.
"That's all I'm allowed to do." His eyes flashed red and she knew provoking an Alpha was a stupid move but she would be damned if she'd bend to his will so easily. "For now." He added as an afterthought.
She was born to run free but with wolves safety came in numbers. As much as she'd like to be by herself her pack was home. That didn't mean he could go around flirting with other women. Of course she hadn't given in to him yet, but she would! Eventually! They were mates after all.
Skye enjoyed the chase and Ward made it so much fun!
"Come down and we can talk about this." He cocked his head to the side, face neutral.
"There's nothing to talk about." She turned her back to him, sparing him a brief glance. "You made your choice. Apparently Raina would fit you better." She hadn't planned on keeping this up for long when she had discovered that Raina had her eyes on Skye's man too.
But something his brother had said about Skye being the wrong person for someone like Ward had rubbed her the wrong way. So after one of Raina's not so subtle attempts to get Grant's attention was witnessed by Skye she took off. It had been two weeks since she left the pack and while she didn't stray too far away (just hide herself too well) she had already missed them.
"You'll be the death of me, woman!" He growled finally giving up on sweet talking her out of here. "I've told you many times before to never listen to Christian. He's being bitter because Anna has him in the dog house. Please come down so we can go home!"
"No." She hissed crossing her arms under her chest. One moment he was down and the next he was right behind her grabbing around the waist. Skye let out a yelp of surprise as he pushed her up against the wall.
" Stop Pushing Me." He barked before robbing her from breath. Just like any other time Skye's arms found their way around his neck, her slender fingers slipping within his hair, and she pulled him to her. "This was your idea." He panted as they draw back. "If I had it my way you'd had been marked from the very first moment and no one would question your authority." He rubbed their noses together. His words would sound scary to her if they were said anyone but him but they weren't.
Skye had heard the stories, about bad mates, about Alphas that destroyed their lupa because all they cared about was power. But Grant wasn't like that, he never mistreated his pack or her and when the times called for it he even schooled a few of them because they were out of line. She knew that when he said 'marked' he didn't mean it in the possessive way others did. Marked by Grant it meant that no one would try to hurt her, no one would even think of looking at her the wrong way. And it would definitely stop Christian's bad habit of questioning her every move.
"Do it." She said in a small voice baring her neck to him. "Do it now, here." She repeated and his eyes flashed read again. Grant took a step back and dropped his arms from around her.
"No." He shook his head. "I'm not doing something so intimate in a shitty old factory with you pressed up against a wall."
"Grant it's not-"
"You were turned, Skye. You can't understand the impotence of a ritual like that to a born wolf. Bonding is something special to us that happens only once and I'm not about to do it here!"
"Take me somewhere else, then!" She moved closer to him again running her hand down his chest towards the waistband of his jeans. "I just don't want to go back without being your mate on everything. Mind, body and soul." She whispered in his ear and she felt the shiver that ran down his spine.
"Okay." He breathed before pulling her in for another kiss.