Sold by my Alpha, bought by my Mate Chapter 32: Even before I met you

Mildred

My house, what was left of it, had practically been destroyed, and my heart ached at the possibility that the paintings I had done had already been destroyed.

Still, I was glad to be away from the pack house. Randall had disappeared without a trace, and I was relieved.

I didn't have a wolf... but I could feel Asher's strength and power when he was so close. I could feel his body throbbing, the bond between us growing stronger.

I could almost hear his wolf, the one that had frightened me so much, roaring and purring to have me by his side.

I so desperately wanted all of this to be real. I would have been so happy if I had found my mate like any other she-wolf: to see each other, to recognize each other, to love each other, to mark each other... to live happily ever after. But it had all been so different, a far from ideal encounter.

"Is something wrong, my mate?" he said, stroking my hair.

"I... I just wanted to know... why did you buy me?" I asked him and he looked at me confused.

"What do you mean?" he asked me, and now his fingertips ran along my jaw, gently moving down to my neck, covered by the awful collar.

"You bought me to be your toy? Your slave?" I asked him, and he looked at me in horror.

"Millie... when I smelled your scent... I was afraid. It was not a good sign to find my mate in a place like this. We had heard terrible things about this kind of business, but to be there, to see how they traded people... it was worse than I had ever imagined," he explained, looking very distraught.

"Our goal was to free the slaves. And when I saw you, I was right there when they were selling you... these men were touching you, they were going to abuse you, and I... I wanted to go and rip their heads off. But there was only one way to have you, legally, and that was to buy you," he said, kneeling down in front of me. He was such a tall man that I only had to look down a little to be at his level.

"I would never have wanted to buy my mate. I would have just wanted to take you and run with you out of there... but if I had, I might not have been able to claim you. It was Jeremiah's recommendation, and he was right, even if I don't like it," he explained, and now I understood.

"So... that's why you killed all those men?" I asked, and he nodded.

"My heart aches just thinking about someone hurting you. They harmed you... they saw you as an object and had to suffer the consequences of such an act. I would do worse things just because someone laid a finger on you. You are my mate, Millie... mine and mine alone. Even if Randall, the king... says otherwise."

"Why do others say that you are a violent and ruthless Alpha?" I asked him, and he closed his eyes in pain.

"My wolf got a little out of control... but I would never hurt you, you have to believe me," he pleaded. And with everything he had told me and what I had seen, my heart began to believe.

I leaned in and kissed him, cupping his face as my lips trailed over his mouth.

In seconds, I was up against the tree as he pressed me with his body. It wasn't violent, not that he forced me... but that I wanted it as much as he did.

"Millie... my Millie..." he whispered.

I felt his big hands cupping my face, his fingers tangling in my hair as my hands ran down his chest, and I heard him moan in pleasure.

This was a far cry from when I was with Randall. Asher was passionate, and with his big hands going to my waist and hips and as he pressed my body closer to his crotch I could feel how hard he was, a gasp escaped me and my body shook.

"You are mine... no matter what that stupid Alpha says. You were born to be mine... and I'm yours, Millie... I've been yours even before I met you, before I knew you really existed..." he confessed to me.

I caressed his neck, and I was fascinated by him as he took off his shirt, and I looked at him with my mouth open: his marked chest, his hard abdominal muscles, his scars, his golden skin... I had never seen anything so beautiful.

I desperately touched his skin, his muscles, and his body while he kissed what he could of my neck and went down to my cleavage, leaving little marks. He kissed between my breasts, and I felt like I was a ball of fire, like a comet crossing the sky.

"So delicate... so small..." he whispered in my ear.

I felt his hands move up my legs, pressing into my flesh until they reached my butt and went into my underwear, squeezing my ass hard. The sound that came out of my mouth seemed strange and unfamiliar even to me. I didn't recognize myself.

"Your smell is driving me crazy, my mate... I have never wanted anything so much in my entire life. We can't mate, but make no mistake... I will do everything I can before I finally... mark you as my Luna..." he said, and I felt a burning lust.

"Asher..." I said between moans as I felt his hands play with the edge of my underwear, almost reaching my groin. I feared and desired at the same time... for his fingers to reach that spot.

"You are so beautiful..." he said and gave me the most incredible kisses. He seemed pleased with my ass, pressing down, his hand gripping me as if he wanted to possess me.

"Do you really think so?" I asked without thinking, and he looked at me transfixed.

"Of course... the most beautiful woman in the world," he said, surprised by my question.

"Even if I am... human? A girl with nothing special?" I asked, and immediately regretted my words. Suddenly, I was aware of all my scars and flaws. Asher was so wonderful... how could I be his mate?

"Millie... you are my dream come true, a work of art. Every part of you calls out to me. Every atom of your body carries a part of me... you are everything to me, always have been... and I hate myself for not finding you sooner... I didn't want to come to Red Moon and I will never forgive myself for not saving you from so much suffering..." he said, taking my face and looking at me with devotion.

He knew about my pack, why didn't he ever come before? What else was going on between Asher and Red Moon?

His expression and his words warmed my chest, my heart, filling me with an unknown happiness.

When we heard a rumble, and a few minutes later Duncan appeared, Asher put me behind him so his Beta couldn't see me.

"Asher... my Luna... we have to go... we're under attack."

"Rogues..." Asher said with a growl, sniffing the air.