Alpha Luke and His Unwilling Mate
Chapter 10

~Nyla~

“What do you want?” He almost snapped at me even before looking at me.

Seriously? Does he expect me to think that big black wolf was some stray? His wolf probably isn’t an arrogant a.ss like him.

Where the hell was he going? He put on a jacket and was now strapping a watch on. How could someone look so sinfully sexy?

He oozed such dominance in that perfectly tailored suit and a concrete jaw under a dark grainy stubble. No one should be allowed to look so hot! An earthy scent swirled around him as I moved closer.

The mate bond was playing tricks on my mind again. My presence and scent should affect him, and being the human he thinks I am, I should be clueless. But here he was, standing with his back facing me, so indifferent while looking into the mirror and working up flawlessly coiffed hair.

“I want my baby.”

“I told you she will live.”

“Why can’t I have her? She’s mine after all.”

“Didn’t you say you would never ask me for anything if I let your friend go?” His green eyes shined brightly as he turned around to face me.

“I thought you would give my baby back by now. What’s the point of keeping her away from me? You want to punish me for being the enemy’s wife?”

He didn’t care to reply. Grabbing his phone and wallet, he walked past me to take his gun out of a drawer. Why does he need any weapon when he was so fast with those powerful claws?

I strained my eyes to see from a distance if there were any silver bullets. I could probably seduce him one night and put it to use instead of waiting for the moon to hurry up.

He looked up at me with a raised brow as he shut the drawer. My vengeful intentions were obviously written all over my face.

I blocked his way when he approached the door. His eyes carried a blank expression as his face hardened.

“Go to your room.”

“I’ll not bother you if you just tell me where my baby is.”

“Stop ordering me around and get the f**k out of here. I should throw you back into those kitchens for being such a pain in my neck.”

Let me strangle that neck for you then.

He grabbed me by the arm and pushed me into the hallway while pulling the door shut. Someone in the hallway cleared their throat as they approached us.

A woman shooting daggers at me with her nomad blue eyes while her brows were knitted in frustration. Dressed in a short voguish green dress with a shapely figure and impeccable skin, she radiated confidence, as if I was no match for her looks. She must be Adalyn, his chosen mate.

Luke glided with an athletic grace towards her, and she wrapped her arm around his. My eyes burned with jealousy and welled with tears as I looked away.

I don’t want him. Neither do I want to feel so helpless watching him walk away with someone else. As much as I didn’t want to mix my revenge with these stupid feelings, I wanted to put this woman on the top of my list.

Walking back to my room in long strides, I burst into loud sobs the minute the door closed behind me. I hated myself for feeling things for him. He knows I hate him. He doesn’t want me and is doing what’s best for both of us, but my heart ached for him, wishing I was the woman he dressed so well for.

I had no mood to eat dinner and cried myself to sleep, hoping to push away all my feelings for him by shedding as many tears as it took. An incessant knocking on the door and Ren’s excited voice woke me out of my slumber.

“I don’t want any dinner.” I replied in a hoarse voice and opened the door to send her away when she wouldn’t stop knocking. “Ren! I don’t—“

Standing with her was another woman holding a plush blanket wrapped around a tiny head.

“My baby?” I wanted to scream in joy, but what came out was a hoarse whisper.

I took the wrapped bundle into my arms. She was sleeping so peacefully.

“She will need to be fed soon.” The w.et nurse told me as Ren took a bag full of baby care products from her.

I wanted to hug and k!ss this woman.

“I actually don’t have any milk. Have you been b.reastfeeding her?” I looked like a clueless mother. Didn’t even know how many times to feed in a day.

“Oh, just take a warm shower. I actually have a heating pad in the bag. Let me show you.”

I watched Luke pass by the hallway with his beta as the women walked into the room. Didn’t realize it was ten in the night already.

With Ren and the w.et nurse’s help, I successfully fed my baby for the first time when she woke up. I lost track of time and watched her burp, twitch around, and look up at the ceiling in awe. She slept a lot and cried rest of the time unless I fed her.

I thought I would spend all night feeding her and watching her sleeping face, but I was already tired and it was only my first day. I laid her on her back and drifted off to sleep and within what felt like two seconds, she woke up crying, demanding to be fed after midnight.

At around 2 AM, I put her back in the crib and barely slept when I thought I had a vivid dream. I could feel Luke’s arms wrap around me and feel his k!sses on my head and neck.

Too tired to open my eyes to see if it was really a dream, I snuggled up to his warmth and fell asleep. It felt like I could hear his thoughts, that he can’t reveal my identity or about being his mate. Something about his dad and the rest was a blur.

A sharp cry jolted me out of my dreams a little after four in the morning. Those were obviously not his thoughts but only my stupid imagination. It was just me in the bed. I went back to sleep again around five and rolled over to the other pillow which smelled like the same earthy scent I felt on him in the evening.

It was so soothing, just like his wolf’s tongue against my burning skin. And those k!sses on my neck, with his stubble rubbing against my shoulder and his arms pulling me closer to his chest. I should probably get rid of him first instead of his beta or Adalyn.

I woke up counting down days as usual, three more to go, and then reciting my daily prayer: He is my enemy; he killed Wyatt; he has t—

My dear little baby wished me a warm good morning with a super demanding cry. I was in the middle of feeding her when a stressed Ren came with a trayful of delicious breakfast. My first happy day here when food smelled good again because I was happy. But my first time watching Ren look so out of whack as well.

“What’s the matter? Your alpha giving you a tough time?” Why did I have to bring him up? Because I wanted to hear about him.

“His mate is in a terrible mood.”

His chosen mate. I mentally corrected her and waited for more.

“The Alpha went into heat just an hour back and asked for you know…”

“No…” I got up from my seat and almost spilled my coffee over. I mean, “No way! How many women?”

“I will know when I take this breakfast for him. Adalyn is pissed at me as if it’s my fault if he behaves like a horny monster.”

“Oh, you brought food for me before serving him?”

“The Alpha comes first. But he said you are a new mother and take precedence.”

That doesn’t make me feel any better, considering he will be spending his entire day f*****g some random women.

“Let me help you, Ren. I want to take breakfast to his room if you don’t mind.”

“Oh, no. He will definitely mind.”

“You can tell him I insisted and was a stupid adamant person who wouldn’t care to listen to you. She’s asleep, please keep an eye on her.”

I pushed the trolley down the corridor before Ren could speak. Not sure about Adalyn, but I wanted to break his nose right now.

“Come in.” I heard his husky voice when I knocked on the door. Fucker started f*****g already? So lost in someone’s arms that he probably didn’t catch my scent outside his door.

I opened the door and pushed the cart with a loud clang against the door when I saw a voluptuous woman messing with his pant buttons. He was shirtless and quite a sight to behold. Catching the woman’s wrist and pushing it to the side, he glared at me for breaking into his room.

“Coffee?” I tried to act calm but wanted to drag this woman out of the room by grabbing onto her lush golden hair. Taking one good look at the kind of woman he was into, I carried the coffee mug to him.

I wanted to break it on his head but before I could decide, my hand, with a mind of its own, spilled it on his crotch. I threw the empty cup at him and kicked the trolley toward the bed before storming out.