Sore or Duty of a beta

I was too stunned to speak, too confused to even move.

His lips started to move on mine and I was trapped in my thoughts. I could smell his musky earthy scent, his masculine cologne lingering. His lips tasted warm and comforting. But I could see as he close his eyes, savoring it.

My body started to move against my thoughts and kissed him back. Each stroke felt like electricity was traced on my lips. It was gratifying and magnetizing me, pulling me back.

This made him smirk against our kiss, enjoying this.

But what I hate more is that I am…enjoying it too. I hate to admit this but…So much so that I wanted to stop all my complaints and continue this somewhere.

Goodness.

His hands caressed my cheek, down to my neck, and my arms. He then snaked his arm around my waist and wrapped it carefully. I felt him feeling it more as he said, “Done complaining?”

I instantly bit his lips and he pulled away. “What was that?”

“You kissed me without permission.”

“Why? You liked it too.”

Then do fifty more push-ups.”

The whole day, all I could do was obey his commands despite my inner self wanting to disobey him.

Goodness. Is he the alpha? The leader? Then he should be busy minding others! Not here with me and punishing me! How I wish Mark was here.

I was pouting, fuming even, and I made sure that he could noticed it.

“The more you’ll pout there, the more I’ll add your training.”

I heaved deeply and just went quiet. I have to endure this, I talked big after all.

All I can say was damn. I wanted to say that I didn’t regret my decisions but instantly regret what I said to him and triggered him that Alpha Ace wouldn’t get his eyes off of me.

My tedious and intense training started as hell that after all the push-ups he ordered me to do, I couldn’t even move the next day.

“Can I have a day off?” I bravely asked.

“What? No. You’ll lose progress. You have to continue.”

I breathed deeply, “My body is sore, I can’t move now.”

“Force yourself. I’m not here to babysit you.”

I just ignored him and didn’t move. When he noticed it, he sighed, “Come and Rest then.”

A grin instantly formed on me. I see it. He can’t say no to me. I know I affect him, but I have to use that to my advantage. I faced him, “Alright. I’ll go to “

“Sit on my lap.” He stopped me from walking.

I furrowed my eyebrows, “What?”

“You can rest here. On my lap.” He repeated, “Haven’t I repeated it enough? Now sit on me.”

I blinked. Uhm… I wanted to rest alone. Not with him.. not with him.

He seemed to have a different plan with the way he was expecting me to move to him.

Damn him.

“Either train yourself to death or rest on my lap. You choose.” He said cockily and I gritted my teeth.

Closing my eyes, I instantly did as he ordered me to. This is the nicest he could get. I. Will take advantage of it.

It felt warm on his lap, and I felt a hardwood on it but I don’t have to guess to know what it is.

He was just quiet and I thought of a topic to strike off.

I cleared my throat, “Why are your pockets full?”

I could feel his chest rumbling as he released a deep chuckle behind me.

“Honey that is not my pocket.” He answered, “Want to know what else is full?” He asked teasingly and I gulped, as much as I’d like to stop and stand up now, his hands were firmly attached to my waist, snaking around it, and not want to let go.

I can’t help but suddenly think about something.

About this whole thing being me as his mate. If I ask him…would he scold me? He is in a good mood. I think right now is a perfect time….

I opened my mouth, “Say Alpha…you keep on saying how you hated that a human like me is your mate, yet why could I feel our body responding to me?”

He looked at me, his eyes seemed to study my expression, “I do not know..blame this whole mate thing.”

Just then, a clearing of their throat stopped him from continuing further. I glanced behind and saw Mark looking at us and instantly avoiding his eyes on us, his ears turning red.

Oh? I raised eyebrows in amazement... Between us here, I should be the one who should be embarrassed here…

I find his reaction entertaining….

“Alpha…I believe I need to do my duty as your beta now.” He spoke up and Alpha Ace glanced at him.

His expression suddenly turned serious, and menacing.

“Oh, is it time already?” His tone was questioning him.

Mark nodded, “Yes, alpha.”

“Tsk, can’t. You see how you’ve broken our moment here? We are in the middle of something. I am sure you can do that next time.” He protested, hand still held on m tight and I was still seated on him.

Mark bowed at his alpha, “But you delayed it long enough. I advise you to let me do it while the iron is hot.” He said, still continuing on and not even fazed at his master’s protest.

“What is it?” I can’t help but ask but both of them ignored me.

Alpha Ace gritted his teeth and clenched his hand, “Such traditions…alright.”

He suddenly released me and I stood up and watched as Mark motioned me to follow him. I did as he told me as I glanced one last time to catch Alpha Ace’s hard stare boring into my back. He seemed…bothered and discomfort, which made me question where Mark is going to take me and what his going to do.

Mark was just quiet the whole duration and we reached the end of the halls and into an empty room where a table was placed at the center and only a candle was present around, lightening up the whole room.

Mark cleared his throat, closed the door after us, and faced me, “I apologize, future luna but just quietly follow my order.”

“Why? What is it? Just say it.” I asked impatiently. I hate all this silent treatment and having to obey them without knowing why. I have to know it.

“Just sit first.” He ordered and I looked around, seeing no chair there.

“I can’t see any chair.. “

His lip was put in a tight line, “On the table. Sit on there, Kira…”

I blinked, why do I have to do as he says? And he hasn’t answered my question.

When he saw the puzzled expression I have on my face and not moved an inch, he heaved a deep sigh, “In our tradition, it is part of the beta’s job to check up on….the alpha mate’s body. And in this case…it’s you.” He looked awkward while explaining that as if the cat got his tongue.