Alpha’s Hybrid Cinderella
Chapter 105

Eda

The morning comes, my eyes open as I stare at the ceiling. There's a heavy arm draped over me, and the scent of cinnamon fills the air. My heart stops as I remember what we did. My hand instinctively touches my neck and my eyes clench shut. s**t. How could I have let this happen?

Peelle is sweet and perfect and everything I wanted in a mate. But I just put his life in danger. If Master Wraith finds out that Peelle wears my mark, he won't hesitate to capture him. Peelle pulls me closer to him and breathes in deeply and he's half asleep as he murmurs, "Goddess, you smell divine."

I don't respond. I don't think he knows that I'm awake.

I could always come clean. I could tell Peelle about my mother and Master Wraith and their plans. I'm sure that Peelle would find a way to forgive me and help me. But... Osborn. If Osborn found out I bet that he wouldn't hesitate on kicking me out of the pack because I've put him and his family in danger.

I want to scream, there's no good way out of this. I want to set myself free and tell them everything, but I just... I can't.

Peelle starts kissing down my neck and I roll on my back, and he sits himself up and looks at me. He smiles at me as he says, "You're so beautiful, Eda."

I smile sheepishly at him as he caresses my face. He says, "Now that we're mated it's probably best for us to move into the same room. I'm happy to come in here or you can come into my room... whatever you want. I just want you to be happy." Why does he have to be so damn perfect?

"Thank you, Peelle. Right now I just want to go for a walk."

"Are you sure? Do you want me to come with you?"

I shake my head no, "I'm fine, I would like to be on my own for a little bit and this time I won't be anywhere near the borders."

He smiles at me as he nods, "Okay. Just remember, we're linked now. You can mind link me at any time and I'll come for you."

Butterflies flutter in my stomach from his sentiment and I smile, "Thank you, Peelle."

I kiss him before getting out of bed and finding some clothes to wear. He is on his phone by the time I come back into the bedroom. I say, "I'll see you later."

"Okay, you sure you don't want me to come with you?"

I nod, "I'm sure."

I walk out the door before he can say anything else. This whole thing has me feeling on edge and I don't want to be around him more than I have to. Immediately, I run into Osborn. I say, "I'm sorry."

His eyes latch onto my neck and he says, "You're marked."

I touch the mark as I nod my head yes. Nervousness runs through my body. Should I have talked about it with him before doing it?

He hasn't spoken much with me, but maybe that's something that was expected of me and I didn't know it.

He asks, "I was just going for a walk, would you like to join me?"

My eyes widen in surprise as I ask, "Really?"

Osborn smirks and nods his head, "Yes, really, I think it's time we get to know each other better."

"Okay," I respond softly and I'm surprised when he holds his arm out for me. I hesitantly take it and he led us down the stairs.

Alita and his parents are all in the living room and his parents looked shocked that Osborn is with me, and Alita looks at us with a concerned expression. I decide not to worry about it as we go outside.

Both of us are quiet as we talk. I don't know what to speak about with him and I still have the feeling that I need to walk on eggshells around him. He finally interrupts the silence by asking, "So, what made you be a rogue anyway?"

"I was born as one. My mom and her parents were cast out of a pack for some reason. I don't know what happened with her parents, it's always been just the two of us."

"I imagine you were close."

My mom flashed into my head. All the times she yelled at me, all the time I went without, but at the same time I choose to believe that she treated me that way because somehow, she was trying to protect me from Master Wraith. Isn't it my turn to protect her now?

I nod slowly, "It was... complicated. It's rough out there being a rogue."

He murmurs, "I can only imagine. Being cast out from a pack is a serious offense though, do you know what your mother did?"

He's probing me. It makes me uncomfortable, but I respond curtly, "No, I don't. She doesn't like to talk about it."

Osborn's looking at me, but I don't want to meet his gaze. He's still trying to decide if I'm 'worthy' of him.

I don't need him. I have Peelle.

As much as I want to believe that though, my heart breaks a little at the thought of not being good enough for him.

He asks, "Have you ever done anything against a pack?"

I can't help but grind my teeth together. The way he is speaking rubs me the wrong way and I wish I had come to walk alone. I wanted to clear my head, not muddle it more!

I snap back at him, "Have you ever done anything against a rogue?"

His eyes widen, and he seems taken aback by my question. He scoffs, "Rogues invade our pack, they kill people, and try to conquer us!"

I scoff in response, "You're making an assumption off a few rogues, not the majority! I was a rogue. I never tried to kill anyone, and I never tried to conquer a pack. You ask what I have done against a pack meanwhile you're not even thinking about your own transgressions against rogues like me!"

His eyes darken, his fists clench, but I can't help myself from pushing his buttons further. I continue, "Every werewolf out there is just like you and me, Osborn. They have a mate, they have parents, they have siblings, they might even have children! Do you think about that? I doubt it! How many rogues have you harmed, Osborn?"

He takes a step forward, getting in my face, and says, "Shut your mouth, Eda."

My eyes flicker to his lips and then back at his eyes and I take a step forward so our chests brush against each other as I ask, "Why don't you make me?"

He grabs me harshly, pressing me up against a tree, his lips are greedy and rough. He bites on my lips and tongue making me bleed a little, his tongue is demanding, and the thrusts he makes against me are overwhelming and make me cry out as a pool of wetness comes out of me and saturates my panties.

He growls lowly as he nips down my neck and aggressively gropes my breasts.

Being with him is so different than being with Peelle. Peelle made me c*m again and again and was gentle and sweet with me.

I have no doubt that Osborn could take me to new heights, but I know he won't be gentle with me. He will be rough and demanding and push me until I give out.

The thought excites me and I can't help but nip at his neck.

His hand comes up and grabs my throat, lightly choking me as he comes back and bites my lower lip. He pulls his head away and examines my face. He smirks as he lets go of my neck and says, "Good to know that I can shut you up."

He moves away from me and continues walking like nothing happened.

My legs feel weak, but I refuse to let him win so I force myself to be strong as I jog a few steps to catch up with him.

Being with Osborn is like being on a rollercoaster, but I don't want this ride to stop.