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[Chapter 6]

Liana stayed with me for a couple of hours. We just talked and snacked on food. She told me some things about herself and I did the same. It was nice being able to tell someone how I felt about this whole situation that I was in. She listened intently without interrupting me as I continuously rambled on and one about how mate should really be treated.

Liana told me a little bit about herself. She's 16 and her favorite color is purple. I also found out that she hasn't found her mate yet.

By the sound of the front door opening and closing, we both knew that Nixon was back. Liana told me goodbye before quickly leaving the room. I heard their voices down by the stairs before I heard the door open and close again.

Nixon's footsteps grew louder as he ascended the stairs. His footsteps stopped once they reached my door frame. I stared down at my fiddling fingers as I felt his presence behind me. The sweet smell of vanilla and aftershave filled my nostrils, causing my mouth to slightly water. My heart started beating faster as he advanced towards me. My wolf began going crazy every step Nixon took.

Still sitting on my bed, I stared down at his shoes, just a random pair of black Nikes. He cleared his throat, attempting to grab my attention but I continued staring at his feet, not wanting to look up at his gorgeous face. He's got really big feet. In fact, his whole body is big and intimidating. Artemis started putting other images of his big body parts in my head. I internally scolded her, telling her to quit it.

A low growl emitted from his throat, causing shivers to crawl up and down my spine. I slowly tilted my head back, my blue eyes meeting with his green eyes, which were a shade darker than the norm. His face was void of emotion. His arms were crossed over his chest as he stared at me. His hair was matted to his head because of the rain outside and his clothes dripped with water. His lips were pressed into a thin line.

Silence filled the air. I didn't know what to say or do, afraid that he would lash out at me like he does with other werewolves. I may be his mate and I barely know him, but I know for a fact that his pride is worth more to him than me. So if I disrespected him, he would most likely rip my head off of my body and eat it for dinner.

I stand up and walk over to the bathroom. Before entering, I looked over my shoulder. "I'm going to bed. Door's over there." I told him and pointed at the door. He clenched his jaw and fists before pivoting on his foot and storming out of the room. I rolled my eyes and went over to my door, shutting it and locking it. Who knows what kind of scandalous act he'll try to pull.

Pulling down the covers, I slid inside the sheets, not caring that I'm wearing dirty clothes. I just need to sleep. Who knows....maybe this is just a dream.

A horrible nightmare that feels so real.....

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My eyes flew open and a loud shriek left my throat. Tears streamed down my cheeks. My whole body was on fire and it was dripping with sweat. I shook with fear as red eyes popped up in the back of my head. I clenched my fists that clung onto the sheets and closed my eyes tightly. Not again! I could just picture the sharp canines that belonged to the monster. And it didn't help that I knew he was real because I saw him the other night.

The door to my room flung open. I buried my face into the pillow and sobbed into it. I was so scared at the moment. My nightmare felt more real than all of the other's. The beast was so close to killing me. Footsteps got closer until they stopped at the end of the bed. I felt a the bed dent as someone sat down. Nixon's sweet scent filled the air and my whole body tensed up. I was waiting for him to slash out at me to be quiet and let him go back to sleep. But what I wasn't expecting for him to place his hand on my back. Instead of feeling better, the unsettling feeling got worse.

I jerked away from him and rolled out of the bed. My face burned and sweat soaked my face. I could feel clumps of hair sticking to my face. I went over to the bathroom to take an ice cold shower like I did the last time this nightmare occurred. Right when I was about to enter, I felt a strong hand grip my wrist and spin me around. I gasped at how close Nixon was to me. I had to tilt my head back to stare at him. Wanting to have a little more space, I took a few steps backwards. Eventually, I felt my back touch the door to the bathroom.

His green eyes stared at me and his lips turned down into a frown. His eyebrows knitted together in confusion when he saw my horrified face. The onyx hair that sat on his head was messy, probably because he just work up. The moonlight from the gigantic window shone in, illuminating his features. I could see his pointed nose, defined cheek bones, and jawline. I looked away and rubbed my wet, itchy eyes. My breath hiccuped as the tears continued to fall. Great, I probably seem weak seeing as all I've ever done is cry in front of him.

But what do you expect, I got taken away from my family and a beast is haunting me in my sleep.

He took a step forward but halted when I whimpered. He needs to go away. The little space between us is making me feel like I'm suffocating. My vision was blurry, but I could see the hurt flash across his god-like face. If he wasn't an idiot or someone else, I'd probably feel all tingly and I would most likely be blushing, but this is different. I don't feel comfortable with him here. And I don't want to tell him about these dreams. He'll probably laugh at me and call me weak or wimp.

"Are you okay?" he asked in a soft tone.

"Please go." I pleaded with a sob. He attempted to cup my face, but I moved my face away from him. He opened his mouth to speak, but I continued, "Get out." I know he was just trying to help and my wolf's whimper made me feel a little guilty, but I just need space. Him being here is only making my body more alerted. And I don't even know why.

"Not until you tell me what's wrong." he said sternly. He ignored my whimpering and leaned forward to inhale my scent. He buried his face into my sweaty neck. My crying got louder when I felt his nose brush against the sensitive skin. What is he doing? Doesn't he see how vulnerable I am at the moment?

"Please stop." I cried. He pulled away from me and stared at me with worry. He sighed in frustration and ran his hand through his silky black hair. I watched as his muscles flex and bulge through his navy blue shirt. I turned on my foot and opened the bathroom door, closing it behind me. I flicked the light switch and stared at my reflection.

My eyes were red and puffy, my face was flushed with tears stains on my pale skin, and my chestnut hair clung to my skin as if a bucket of water was dumped over my head. I stripped out of my clothes, leaving them in a pile in the corner of the room. I walked over to the shower and turned it on. I climbed into the shower and sighed in relief when the cold water began heating me body, cooling me down.

After taking a 45 minute shower, I finally got out looking like a raisin. I pulled a white towel off of the rack and wrapped it around my small frame. I slowly opened the bathroom door and slowly peeked out. The room was dark and I had to squint to actually see. He wasn't here anymore, but I did spot a pile of folded clothes on the edge of my bed.

I walked over to it and picked them up. It was a plain red tee and gray sweatpants. I rose my eyebrows and inhaled the aftershave and vanilla scent the came off of it. These belong to him.

I took the clothes to the bathroom with me to change. After getting dressed, I tied my wet hair into a messy bun and exited the bathroom. I wasn't tired anymore nor did I want to go back to sleep, fearing that I'd have the nightmare again, so I left my room to go to the kitchen for food.

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I didn't realize I fell back asleep until I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I groaned and buried my face into my pillow. My pillow? I don't recall falling asleep. My eyes slowly opened and I yawned as I sat up. My sleepy eyes scanned the room. I was in the living room. When did I fall asleep?

I rubbed my eyes and looked at the person who poked me. Liana had a worried look on her face. I rose my eyebrow in confusion. "You need to quickly get dressed for breakfast. It's all set up and Alpha wouldn't like it if you are late." she informed me. I sighed. As I stood up, I stretched my limbs and yawned again.

I mumbled a 'thank you' and started trudging up the stairs. When I reached the guest bedroom, I went into the bathroom to look at myself. I didn't look that bad considering the fact that I showered not too long ago. I washed my face with water and brushed my teeth with a spare toothbrush I found in the cabinets. Then I ran my fingers through my tangly chestnut hair and tied it up into a messy bun.

I didn't have any other clothes to change into besides my sweaty clothes from last night or the clothes Nixon gave me, so I decided to wear what I already had on. A red tee and grey sweatpants. I sighed as I stared at myself. My usual happy, bubbly self just wasn't there. My blue eyes were dull and held negative emotions. Instead of displaying a smile, the corner of my lips tilted down.

Out of all of the she-wolves in the supernatural world, I had to be mates with Alpha Nixon Kurchel.

Oh help me moon goddess.

Sighing, I exited the bathroom and headed down the stairs. I entered the kitchen and found Liana at the stove making scrambled eggs and frying bacon. I grinned when their smells filled the air around me, making my mouth water and stomach growl. "Where's Alpha Nixon?" I asked, my voice slightly cracking at the end. My wolf yipped in pleasure at the sound of Nixon's name rolling off my tongue, but I ignored her.

"He should be waiting for you in the dining room. I'll be there in a minute with your food." she told be as she turned off the stove and took out two plates from the cabinet behind her.

"Do you want me to help?" I asked her with concern.

She shook her head. "Nah, I got it. It's my pleasure to help you luna. Besides, you're stuck her against your will. It's the least I can do since I can't do anything else. My idiot brother doesn't want me with the warriors because he's afraid I'll get hurt or some shit."

I released a small chuckle before nodding and leaving the room. It was easy finding the dinning room and when I entered the room, I gaped at how big it was. All the walls were painted crimson, just like all of the other rooms in this mansion, and a big, rectangular table sat in the center of the room with chairs lining it. Nixon was sitting at the end of it staring at the table. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt and dark washed jeans. Seriously, that's all he ever wears. Does he only possess tees and jeans? But then again, I've only seen him a of couple days.

I continued looking around the room when I realized that I was staring at him. Two windows were on the wall behind him along with a fireplace in between them. The floor was made from wood with a long, red rug under the table. A chandelier hung from the ceiling. The walls were empty, not showing any characteristics of Nixon in any way besides the fact that he has not emotions whatsoever.

His head snapped up when the floor creaked under my feet. I gulped as his eyes stared at me intensely. I slowly made my way to the other end of the table, sitting down across from him. He continued to stare at me, as if studying me. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as I looked away from him, but I could still feel his eyes on me.

A couple minutes of complete silence, Liana came in carrying two plates of food and glasses of orange juice. She sat my food in front of me and I thanked her and then she went over to Nixon and placed his food in front of him. He didn't say 'thank you' but instead dismissed her. My jaw slacked as I watched her leave the room and close the front door behind her.

"Do you ever thank her for what she does for you?" I question him under my breath. He didn't reply to me which made me kind of mad, but I took in a deep breath and let it go. I took a bite of the bacon that was sitting on my plate and allowed the salty taste of the bacon to take over the taste buds in my mouth. I held back a moan as I finished off the strip of bacon and started working on the scrambled eggs that were covered in cheddar cheese, unions, and peppers.

Damn, this girl sure knows how to cook.

I then remembered that Kiera and my mom both loved cooking and were really good at it. Kiera would always make my treats related with Oreos because Oreos are my guilty pleasure. I swallowed down the lump in my throat that was fighting its way up, but I held it back. Shaking away the memories, I turned my attention to the plate in front of me. I started poking the food on my plate with my fork, suddenly losing my appetite.

I heard Nixon's deep baritone voice echo throughout the room. I looked up from my food. "Huh?" I asked.

"What happened last night?" he repeated himself. I felt my grip tighten on the fork. My jaw clenched and I looked away. It was none of his business. He may be my mate, but he is also my mate. He might've allowed me to stay in his own home instead of some cell like in movies and books, but he still took me from my home.

"Nothing." I mumbled.

"Tell me why you were crying." he said, his voice a little more sternly.

I shook my head. "No and you can't make me." I refused.

He quickly stood up and slammed his hands onto the table, causing our plates to rattle. "You will tell me why you woke me up at 2 in the morning, crying as if someone was there to murder you. I will not be disrespected. I am your Alpha and you will listen to me. When I ask you something, I expect you to answer in complete honesty. I know when someone is lying and you are lying. Now answer the damn question!" He barked, using his Alpha tone. My eyes widened in shock. Is he for real? He used his Alpha tone with me. His mate!

My wolf was telling me that I should submit to him, but being the stubborn and stupid girl I am, I refused. I shot up from my chair and crossed my arms across my chest. "You will never be my Alpha." I spat. His jaw ticked in anger as he narrowed his eyes at me.

He advanced towards me in three strides until he was a foot away from me. He towered over me. I tilted my head back so that I could look at him, because all I could see was his chest. Artemis wanted to continue staring at his muscles but I ignored her and her perverted thoughts. His eyes held anger. "Yes I am, pup."

I took a step back as he took one forward. Anger surged through my body as I rose my hand up. It collided with his cheek and I ignored the electric sparks that shot through my hand. It was harder than I intended it to be because he head shot to the side due to the force. A growl erupted from him and when he turned to look at me, his eyes were a darker shade of green. I could tell that his wolf was surfacing by the way anger flashed across his face.

'His wolf doesn't like that we're disrespecting them.' Artemis warned.

'Well he shouldn't be such an ass.' I retorted in anger. 'He needs to know that no mate should be treated this way.'

His hand immediately shot up to my neck and gripped it. I gasped as I felt the pressure on my neck. He shoved me against the wall with so much force that I released a whimper. His eyes were no longer their emerald green, but red, the color of blood. I shivered in fear as he looked like he was ready to snap my neck any second. "Stop!" I wheezed out. "You're....h-hurting me!" my strangled cry didn't faze him.

"Don't ever do that again." he warned in a menacing tone. I didn't feel anything but fear. I couldn't hold back the tears that threatened to fall. They began rolling down my cheeks like the Niagara Falls. I choked back on a sob. I reached up to his wrists and tried to pull his hands away from my neck, but he was too strong. I cried even harder when I couldn't breath. "Ugh, you're crying again? That's all you ever do." I heard him mutter under his breath.

"Nixon!" I gasped. More tears flowed down my cheeks. "I can't breath..." It was so bad that I could feel myself starting to lose all consciousness as everything started becoming blurry.

Suddenly I felt his grip loosen as he shot back as if I was fire, scorching his skin when he touched me. My limp body fell to the floor as I clutched my throat and began coughing. I continued gasping for air for a minute or two before my breathing finally became normal. Saying I was shocked would be an understatement. I could not believe that my mate, even though he was Alpha Nixon, would try to kill me by choking me.

I looked up and saw Nixon staring down at me with an unreadable expression. I slowly stood up, using the wall for support. I turned around and my eyes widened when I saw the dent in the wall. "Wow...." I gaped at him. Not in awe but in complete shock.

I slowly turned around. Still breathing a bit hard, I crossed my arms across my chest. "That is no way to treat your mate." I gritted out before pushing past him, making sure to bump him, and picking up my plate along the way.

"Trin-" I heard him start, but I cut him off by raising my hand up and flipping him the bird.

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[Author's Note]

Hey guys! Sorry if its been forever since I last updated. I feel terrible! It was just that school was ending and I had to deal with SOLs, finishing up schoolwork because the semester was ending, and I had finals. I was also trying to finish up Lock Down.

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