Fated To Roman: The Almighty Alpha
Ten

Cleo's POV

"Heat?" I must have sounded stupid. I knew exactly what would happen once marked, yet that was all I could say.

"Yes Cleo" Roman chuckled as if it had been the funniest thing he had heard, only confirming I did indeed sound stupid.

"I didn't mean it like that. It's just I hadn't thought about it that way. Look, your right I don't know you and I'm not sure I really want to. All I know is what Agatha told me and to be quite frank, what she did say wasn't exactly a great selling point. I'm sorry... Raymond, is it?"

"Roman" I had to fight the urge to laugh as he growled at me for calling him the wrong name.

“Well, 'Roman' I don't want a mate. I had all these plans for when I was old enough to leave. I want to travel the world, to embrace new cultures, try new food. Not be mated to a bloody wolf that wants to fuck until I produce them a pup. A mate that ends up causing my fucking death after what I'm sure would be an epic love. Thanks but no thanks. I don't even know who I am anymore. So, me and you, it's just not going to happen❞

"Because Agatha told you that you were different? Why is being different so bad? Being normal is boring and overrated. Anyway, just because you have a mate doesn't mean you can't still do all those things. All it would mean is that you have someone willing to do them with you" The way he leaned forward in his chair made his shirt tighten giving a view to the size of his muscles. Yet the way he watched me intently as if studying my answers left me a little un-nerved. "Yes, and that someone is Daphne. Hang on, how do you even know about Agatha? When she realised you were my mate, she kicked us out. She seemed pretty intent on staying off your radar"

"She was the local seer to a pack I was visiting. Your old pack of I'm not mistaken. I can sense a liar from a mile away Cleo. I asked her to help me replace my mate and she declined. Told me she knew nothing and couldn't sense you. Balthazar my wolf noticed the way she shifted quicker than I did. After some persuasion, she showed me everything she showed you. That's how I know your not pure wolf. When they ran your blood, it showed the wolf gene which made sense as you have a wolf, but also something different. An unknown DNA which I'm wondering has something to do with the symbol on your wolves forehead."

"What does that mean?" Worry coursed through me at the possibilities.

"It means that whoever your father is or was, he's likely the last of his kind" I could feel the sincerity in each word he spoke through the one-sided bond not that it did much to calm my trembling nerves.

The next two hours were spent in silence. Roman kept trying to make conversation while I kept shutting him down. I could feel every emotion he felt towards me and towards everyone else. He wanted me to give him a chance to see the side to him he kept hidden from the rest of the world. To see that there was more to him than the reputation he had earned. When the doctor came back around, he gave me the all clear which was both good and bad news. Thankfully I could get out of this horrid nighty however I wasn't totally free. Roman insisted I stayed with him at the pack house. I hated the idea; I didn't want to be around him. I don't know if it was out of fear for my life or because I was scared that I may actually fall for him. The words the woman in the children's home would say whenever she argued with her mate came to mind.

'Don't ever fall in love it's the devil's own invention' those words sounding incredibly appropriate right now as the mark on my skin called to him. It had me wanting to touch him and claim him as my own. It took such strength to stop myself following through with those actions. I knew if I did give into them then everything I wanted would be gone. I would never want to leave his side; I would do whatever it would take to make him happy. That just wasn't the life I wanted. The only problem I faced was that the longer his bond called to me the harder it would become to resist.

Roman handed me a bag of clothes which took me by surprise when I looked inside. I very much doubted he would want me walking around in this thing with my ass hanging out the back, but I hadn't expected him to hand me something I actually liked.

"These should fit you. You look about the same size as my sister"

"You have a sister? And she doesn't mind you giving me her clothes?" I hoped I hadn't heard him wrong. If he really did have a sister, then maybe just maybe she would be sympathetic to my situation and help me leave.

"Yes, I have a sister. She's older than me and she's also alpha to one of our fathers' packs. I think you may actually hit it off with her. She doesn't normally like anyone, but you've got the same attitude she has." I didn't know whether or not I should be offended

"Fathers?"

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"Like I said Cleo, get to know me before you make your mind up. I promise you there is more to me than my reputation. Give me a month. If you still want to leave when it's up then I will reject you and allow you to leave and live your life" "A month? You sound pretty sure of yourself" Roman shook his head as chuckled. "Alright but what about my impending heat?"

"There is a panic room at the pack house. Should you not want me near you when the heats hits, you can stay in there until it's over. That way no other unmated male can touch you either"

"You want to lock me away?"

"Don't underestimate me Cleo. You may not want me at the moment, but I'll be damned if you think I'm allowing anyone else to touch you. Not while my mark resides on your skin" the tone of his possessiveness left my hair standing on end and my lady parts pulsating. "Though if you are going to keep thinking about what it is that's got you like that then I retract my earlier statement" within seconds he had me against the wall. The pulsate between my legs turning to an aching throb.

"I don't..." my words lodged in my throat as Roman dipped his face into the crook of my neck, his nostrils flare as he inhaled my scent.

"What about me arouses you Cleo?" His words a mere whisper as he delicately moved his nose up and down my neck. "Is it the way I say your name? Or that I would kill anyone that tries to touch you?" "Roman I..." before I knew it my lips smashed into his, the sparks of his touch ablaze on my skin as he deepened the kiss. A knock came from the door forcing us to break apart and honestly, I couldn't have been more grateful. I didn't know what had gotten into me, yet somehow, I knew the bond was to blame. Romans desire for me was strong. He wanted to take me, to show me things I couldn't fathom. I stepped away from him just as the door opened. Another man I hadn't met standing in the doorway a smirk on his face as he took in my flushed face.

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"Well brother that didn't take you long, did it?" Brother? I really was in way over my head. If his entire family were here, then getting away from him wasn't going to be easy. That's if it's still what I wanted. Ah shit this stupid bond was playing with my mind, tricking me into wanting him more than I wanted the life I planned out.

"Leave off Kai. Cleo and I were just about to leave"

"I know, I'm here to bring you back. Kaylee is having it out with Layla, so I told Eric I'd come instead"

"I'll explain later" Roman whispered into my ear as he walked past me grabbing my bag from under the bed. The drive to the pack house took less than twenty minutes. When the car finally came to a stop, I couldn't have been happier. The entire drive was awkward. Each time I looked up I would replace Ramon watching me through the mirror. Taking my hand Ramon helped me from the car before leading me to the entrance of the pack house. The home was huge. It was more like a manor than a house. This size of it alone put our old alphas pack house to shame. The moment we entered the building it looked like something out of a warzone. Two women were fighting only one of them was throwing fireballs. Char marks along the walls and floors from where the brunette had thrown them as the blonde dodged them. Just as the brunette went to throw another it fizzled out in the palm of her hand as he eyes locked with my own. "No fucking way! It can't be..." Her voice was soft as she stepped towards me.

"Kaylee?" Roman's brother walked to her side only for her to sidestep him.

"You look just like him"

"Like who?" I found myself asking even though I wasn't sure I wanted to know the answer.

"Hades. The King of the underworld. My home"