Sold by my Alpha, bought by my Mate Chapter 15: His name

Mildred

Asher had been gentle with me and given me my space. He watches me paint without bothering or rushing me. At the end of the day, he hung the paintings in his room and stared at them as if they were great works of art

I was writing more and more, too, and had told him of my desire to be a painter, to be one who could be shown in great exhibition

"Maybe it's because I'm your mate, but... I don't think I've ever seen anything so beautiful," he said, looking at my paintings. For the first time in years, my heart felt happiness.

I was afraid I owed him so much, but he didn't seem to want anything from me. At least for now...the time would come, I knew.

In the morning, I was very excited because my defense lessons were about to start, and I was about to leave the room when I heard Asher talking to Ava

"Why can't you take her collar off?".

"I took mine off with my powers, she could be hurt.... can only be removed with a master key..." she said.

The metal collar choked me sometimes, and I had to put myself in a certain position to be able to sleep without it bothering me

"I don't like it. Neither does this, but she asked for it..." he said, grumpy.

"Little thing doesn't want to be a victim again, of Randall or anyone else. I can respect that," Ava said.

"A demoness and my Alpha training... this should be fun," Duncan said happily and joined in.

I saw that Asher had shaved, and his face was exposed...he was very attractive. And when he saw me, his eyes practically popped out of his head.

"You look good Little thing," Ava said and I felt myself blush. Asher ran his eyes down my pants, my legs and top, exposing more skin than usual.

He walked close to me and I could feel his body heat, this was completely different from my experience with Randall, and it made me nervous because I didn't know how to react.

"Okay, now let's warm up a little, your body is not like ours, little girl," Ava said outside the castle.

"Of course nobody is like you...my demoness..." Duncan said with a little smile, and Ava pretended not to hear him. We started to stretch and move around a bit and I got some instructions.

When Asher took off his sweatshirt and I saw him in shorts and a tank top, my mouth dropped open as I took in his monumental physique.

The muscles in his arms were strong and tattooed. He was massive, his skin glowed, his clothes fit him perfectly, and suddenly I was aware of all my insecurities—the ones I had, the ones I had forgotten, and a few new ones added to the list.

I felt small, with no curves and a bunch of scars. The Moon goddess must have lost her mind to mate me with such a creature.

"The first thing is to learn how to defend yourself. Let's take your big mate as an example. Asher... go for her," Ava said, but he just stood there, his hands on his hips, his eyes on me.

"Alpha?" she repeated.

"Sorry... I just hadn't seen you like this. You look... different in those tight clothes," he told me huskily, running his thumb over his lip.

"Are you going to help Alpha or what?" Ava asked bored.

"To help, of course," he said without taking his eyes off me.

"Good, now... to defend yourself you don't just need strength, it depends on many things. Your posture, for example, your torso and hips have to turn towards your opponent," Ava said and as Asher approached me I felt my knees wobble, I didn't know if it was from fear or some other feeling.

"Your legs should be like this, Millie," Asher said.

He was bending down, his hands on my knees, and with an open palm he lightly touched my calf and then moved up to my thighs, making me feel dizzy and hot, which had nothing to do with exercise.

"This is like watching a very slow, puritanical porn," Ava said, and I gasped. Asher grunted.

"Good... now, ready...," Ava said.

Asher approached me, and I lifted my leg to kick him, but he stopped my foot, holding me. I slipped into his arms. I was about to fall... he caught me.

I felt his arms around me, and my body shook... it felt delicious. He lifted me up and carefully placed me on the floor, and we stared at each other. Goodness, after all... the bond was kicking my ass.

"You're doing great, you can be faster and dodge every time," Ava said, teaching me moves to protect my face, stomach, and torso.

Then, I had the joy of seeing him in action, moving all his incredible muscles, different combinations of punches, and I was mesmerized as I watched him fight Ava. I didn't know who was stronger or faster.

"This woman is excellent at everything!" shouted Duncan.

"Whose side are you on?" Asher yelled at him, and the Beta shrugged his shoulders.

"Try it, Millie," said Ava, and I moved.

"Excellent," Duncan said, and I panted exhausted, but I felt energized and that I was actually accomplishing something.

"You look so... beautiful, all flushed, your face lit up, your eyes shining," Asher said, lost in thought, breathing heavily. No one had ever said anything like that to me before.

In the afternoon, I laughed when Duncan tried to get close to Ava, who didn't seem to be interested in him at all. We had dinner together, and it felt... so good. Jeremiah was clever and talked to me about the packs and history.

When we went to bed, my whole body felt sore.

"Are you in pain?" he asked me worriedly.

I nodded, and when I went to bed, I stumbled and didn't fall because he carried me. He sat on the couch with me on his lap.

I saw his light eyes, his full lips, his long hair with small highlights, his cheekbones, and his gaze darkened. I stood like a deer in the middle of the road.

"Millie... can I kiss you?" he asked me. I didn't even know how, but I nodded.

Asher placed his lips on mine, moving gently, and I felt as if I had an ache before, a wound that stung, and I had found the cure.

Asher's lips were soft, luscious, and sensual, and as he pulled me closer, I felt myself melting from the heat of his skin. His movements were gentle, exploring my lips, one hand holding my waist and the other cupping my face.

My hands were already on his neck, and I could feel his heart pounding, his breathing accelerating.

I felt the tip of his nose brushing my cheek, and I lost myself in his hair, which was like strands of silk slipping through my fingers.

Not only did I let him kiss me, my body demanded that I kiss him.

After we finally parted, I observed Asher licking his lips, feeling a sense of awe wash over me.

“Asher..." I said, hearing my own voice again after so long.