Sold by my Alpha, bought by my Mate Chapter 17: Close to temptation

Asher

"Millie... my Millie," I murmur.

I gently stroked her cheekbones, overwhelmed by hearing her voice. It was as amazing as our first kiss, a moment filled with magic.

Her astonishment mirrored my own.

"I... I don't know how it happened," she stammered.

"You've healed... your voice is like music," I whispered.

"Asher..." she repeated my name, like she loves the sound of it in her lips. Cormac, let out a contented growl.

Though it was late, she sat on my lap, and talked. Hesitantly, she began to tell the story of her experience in Red Moon, the injustices she had endured since childhood. She also told me what little she knew about her parents and their tragic death.

She didn't talk much about Randall, she seemed a little confused about her feelings for him, and I realized that while the bond between them had been damaged... something remained.

"Your home, your belongings... all consumed by flames," I murmured, watching as she struggled to contain her emotions, but the tears came out without her being able to help it.

She also told me how Ava had helped her and what had happened at the bar. I think it was good for her to talk about it all, even though it was painful. I was even more excited to finish with Randall.

"Hey, why don't we go back to your pack and grab some of your stuff? I'll be right by your side," I suggested, watching as she considered the idea.

"Do you think the king will want to have a talk about all of this?" she questioned, her eyes filled with curiosity.

"Millie... I understand that it's hard to go against your pack, but what happened wasn't normal. You were in danger, and who knows who else could be next," I explained, sensing her nervous energy.

"Nothing bad is going to happen to you. I'm going to prove to you that I'm not just your mate, that we're meant to be together," I assured her, seeing a spark of hope in her eyes.

I leaned in for another kiss, my lips meeting hers with a tantalizing softness, savoring her taste with every touch. She let out a sigh of pleasure, and before I knew it, my hands were on her thighs. Cormac was howling in the background, but we needed to wait.

"Let's go to sleep, you need to rest" I suggested, thrilled at the thought of another day together.

Each day we spent together brought us closer. And as I drifted off to sleep, I felt like the happiest man alive.

"Miss, it is pure bliss to hear your voice," Jeremiah greeted her warmly the next morning.

"Our Luna is making progress every day and there's so much more to come," Duncan exclaimed excitedly.

"Quick heads up... Duncan is the chatterbox, so anyway it would be less talking and more listening, " I joked, getting laughs from everyone, including her.

"This is fantastic news! But I'll still call you Little thing," Ava chimed in with a playful wink.

While everyone seemed to adore her, I truly didn't want to share her. Every second with her was precious, and I longed to have her by my side every minute of the day.

"There were many more days ahead, Mr. Wolf, especially if Randall kept screwing up. We needed to talk," Jeremiah eagerly informed me.

"What had happened to that bastard?"

"Randall had had a little visit from his old man and they had had a pretty heated discussion. Something had been brewing, but Constantine had kept us away to avoid any foul play," my Beta revealed.

"Then he had asked to leave the castle and had ventured into the distant unknown. I had followed him, but it had seemed to me that he had been going aimlessly. There had been no meetings with possible allies; we would keep watching," Jeremiah explained. So weird.

"Oh, and speaking of excitement... I believe Miss Mildred is pretty special. You mentioned that she was healed after you kissed her? The bond may be more powerful than we realized," the vampire exclaimed. I was delighted at the thought.

Millie was brought before the king, his impassive gaze fixed on her as she spoke, Constantine took notes. I clenched my fists, struggling to control my anger.

"Whatever their intentions... they've kept them well hidden from the pack. And it seems the human doesn't know about any plans," Maximus told us through our mindlink.

We remained inseparable throughout the day. Millie painted even more. I saw her secretly painting something, but she wouldn't show me what it was. She also told me about her dreams, she seemed to have all kinds, especially nightmares.

"I often dream of a beautiful place..." she told me about our mountains and rivers, that sounded so much like my pack.

As we went to sleep, I saw her nervous, and I was afraid she didn't want to be around me, until she explained what was going on.

"What's in store for us tomorrow?"

I explained.

I hated the idea that my days with her were over and that I could be in danger with him again. I wanted so badly for us to finally be together forever.

"I understand..." she murmured, and I pulled her closer to me, feeling a surge of adrenaline rush through me.

"The terror and torment you endured in that pack, at his hands... it's unimaginable. I would do anything to protect you from suffering, but if I break the rules, they will tear you away from me forever, and I couldn't bear that," I confessed, gently cupping her face in my hands.

"But I promise you this, Millie: I'm going to make every moment we have together unforgettable. You'll do whatever you wish, you'll paint, and you might even meet my wolf, Cormac..." I explained, and she looked a little fearful.

I was provoked to skip all the rules and take her away.

"Cormac is a big wolf?" she asked, her eyes wide with curiosity.

"Yes, but he's totally at your feet," I told her, and that idea seemed to please her.

"And I'll keep my word about self-defense training..."

"Will you let me practice attacking? Ava's convinced I'll only ever be able to escape, not fight back," she pleaded, and I leaned in to press my forehead against hers.

"My mate, you could do anything..." I whispered before claiming her lips.

This kiss was no longer exploratory and careful; it was enraptured and passionate. I found myself sitting on the bed, our bodies pressed together as my hands traced the contours of her back.

Reluctantly, I broke the kiss, feeling my own arousal reach dangerous heights. She seemed dizzy, yet unashamed and unapologetic.

"Your kisses... they'll be the end of me, Millie. You'll go down in history as the woman who brought down Alpha Asher of River Ash," I confessed as we lay side by side on the bed. Sleeping so close to temptation.