Page 14 of The Alpha’s Seer (The Shifters of Stormhollow #1)

Chapter Fourteen

BLAIR

Calix is an asshole.

He's left me in this room covered in his cum, and expects me to wait until one of his servants turns up and escorts me to 'our' room. I'm still trembling from the blowjob, and my throat and mouth ache like hell. I take a shaky breath and glance around, finally able to breathe without his stifling presence. He’s like an entity, dominating the air I breathe and commanding my body at all times. Because my pussy throbs for him even when I’m in a state of shock. It’s horrific, and I flush at the thought of him knowing.

Of course, he knows; he hears every thought in my mind.

This cannot be happening to me.

I'm left with a soaked pussy, and it's not fair. Calix nearly got me off with his hand alone; I can't imagine how I'd have reacted to his dick or fingers in me. Or his mouth on my pussy...

Stop! You sound like his whore.

I yank open the bathroom door and throw water on my face, inhaling sharply at the unexpected chill. The water is like ice! But then, I guess I am in the mountains. Who knows what plumbing werewolves use?

What the hell did I just think? Werewolves and plumbing sounds so far-fetched I don’t even know what to say.

I wipe at my face, struggling to get it clean.

Ugh.

How dare he treat me this way?

Then again, I did it willingly. And now I know what gets him angry—telling him I'm not his mate. Which I'm not, so it's going to happen again. I shiver at the thought, my swollen pussy lips hurting as I walk.

Damn you, Calix!

I stare at the door and pat my face dry. Calix told me not to fucking move, so that’s exactly what I’m going to do.

Something about defying him makes me tingle, while my stomach churns with fear. Such opposite ends of the spectrum.

Maybe I am going insane. Either that or I have a death wish.

I move to the door and twist the doorknob, my heart hammering in my chest when it tugs open.

I peek out, wondering what I’ll find out here. I half expect to see Calix prowling the hallway, but so far, so good. It’s empty.

The hallway extends both ways, curving out of sight, so I don't know which way to go. I head right and hope for the best, wondering if I’ll be lucky enough to find a door that leads to the outside. I hurry, glancing behind me before slamming into someone who lets out a surprised, “Oof!”

It's Vix, the woman from earlier. She sighs when she sees my face and motions for me to follow her. She doesn't seem surprised, and I wonder if Calix has done this before.

“I take it I’m not the first woman to wear this mask,” I say to Vix, beyond embarrassed.

A flash of jealousy runs through me, and I purse my lips, hating the thought of him touching another woman.

Wait, why do you care?

“There will be no other women now he’s found his mate.” Vix gives me a warm smile, and I stare at her.

How does she know he thinks I’m his mate? Has he told her?

I debate with myself until Vix pushes open a thick oak door, and my mouth drops open. If I thought the view earlier was a sight to behold, then this is something else.

Floor-to-ceiling glass surrounds us, even above us. The largest bed I've ever seen commands most of the space in the room, and it looks like it's made from tree trunks, with branches still attached. The sheets are black silk, and I count four pillows side by side before shaking my head.

How many people sleep here?

I follow Vix to another room, this one just as breathtaking as the first. A roll-top bath complete with clawed feet rests by the window, and my body aches to climb into a hot bath, complete with bubbles. To my left is a walk-in shower, big enough for at least four people.

Is this a community bedroom?

Stacks of fluffy white towels sit on a tree trunk beside the shower, and I marvel at it. It looks like it's grown here!

“I'm going to get you some clothes, but feel free to pop one of those robes on when you're finished bathing.

You'll find soap and shampoo, etc. in that cupboard,” Vix finally speaks, pointing at a tall cabinet built into the wall to the side of the bath.

“I'll grab you some food too. I'll be about half an hour.”

“Wait,” I reply, catching her arm before she can dash away like last time. “Seriously, what the hell is going on?”

Vix hesitates before bowing her head. “I'm sorry, Miss Blair, I don't know what you mean.”

I suck in a breath and point at my cum-stained face. “Apparently, I’m his mate. Is this how he treats his mates?”

Vix stares at me before laughing.

“There are no ‘mates’, Miss Blair. Only you.”

I frown. “Blair, call me Blair. What do you mean, only me?”

“Alpha Calix has never had a mate,” Vix explains fondly. “We all thought it was too late, but then...” She waves a hand at me. “Here you are.”

I'm stunned.

Calix has never had a mate?

“Why do you keep calling him Alpha?” I ask as she walks away.

She turns to me with a grin. “Because he's our leader. The Alpha of the pack. He takes care of us. Enjoy your bath, Blair.”

He's the pack’s Alpha? Wow.

Vix hesitates, her hand hovering over the doorknob. Then, bizarrely, she nods her head and turns her attention back to me. “Alpha Calix would like you to eat here tonight. I’ll bring some food to you for after your bath.”

I stare after her, hearing the soft click of the door as she leaves. I can’t imagine Calix taking care of anyone. He’s far too temperamental for that.

He’s ordered me to eat in here, has he? It doesn’t mean he cares. Even captors feed their prisoners. Calix is no different.

My body aches with need when I think of him, and I grit my teeth and turn my attention to my surroundings. Maybe I’ll have a bath, some food, and then sleep. Maybe then I’ll be able to think more clearly.

I turn back to the bath and slip the plug in, turning on the hot water before searching for bubble bath. The windows soon steam up, so I don't need to worry about anyone watching me, but I am a little worried about someone walking in. It's clearly a communal area, so it's completely possible.

I can't find any locks on the doors though, so I settle for sliding a chair against the door so I can relax a little. At least if someone comes in, I'll hear them. A short while later, I slide into the bubble bath and moan with relief. I quickly wash my face, surprised at how soft my skin is now.

Who knew that semen was a good moisturizer?

I chuckle and lean back, staring at the sky through the glass ceiling.

This place is incredible, with its views and luxurious furnishings.

I spend hours in the bath and wonder if Vix has managed to bring any of my clothes yet.

I'd only barricaded the bathroom door, so she should have been able to come into the main room.

I empty the tub and dry myself with a fluffy towel, yawning as I do.

I'd had an early start, and so much had happened that I could really do with a nap.

I move the chair and head into the bedroom, surprised to see a walk-in closet across from me.

I must not have seen it when I first came in, but I'm not sure how I missed it.

It's lit up with spotlights, and there are countless clothes on hangers.

I step into it, and immediately, I can smell him.

I whip around, fully expecting to see him, but it's his clothes I can smell.

Calix.

Is this where he sleeps? I have visions of him sleeping with at least three women draped over him, sucking his big dick better than I did, riding him while he stares at them with a lust-filled gaze—

Stop. He's not yours. He can fuck whoever he likes.

But...

I dip my head into a sky-blue shirt and inhale, loving the way my muscles relax. I slip my fingers over the different fabrics and materials until I stop and turn to the opposite side, where it's lined with dresses and women's clothes that are far too big for me.

They have dust on them—who do these belong to if he's not had a mate before?

Jealousy prickles through me again, but I move on, stopping when I near the door to the closet, where I see a handful of clothes in my size hanging there.

There's a sky-blue dress—to match the shirt, perhaps?

—four pairs of jeans, three skirts, a black onesie with a panda hood, and a handful of sweaters and shirts.

There's also a leather jacket—real leather—and a thick coat.

There's a box on the floor with boots, sneakers, and socks, and to the right of it sits a box of lingerie, complete with tags.

I examine everything slowly, stunned to see that it is all exactly my size. I love everything too—it's completely my style. I feel giddy with excitement.

Are these mine?

I glance at the other clothes caked in dust and decide that yes, these must be what Vix brought in for me.

Does Calix expect me to perform sex acts with other women? Is that why he's had Vix bring me to this particular room?

Ugh, if he thinks I'm a performing monkey, he's got another thing coming. I eye the panda onesie with a grin and pull it from the hanger, slipping it over my naked body before zipping it up.

I love whoever got me this.

I yawn again, so I listen to my body and head to the giant bed, wondering how much perfume I'm going to smell when his scent hits me full force.

Calix.

I inhale and nestle beneath the sheets, my eyes closing almost immediately.

This place is heavenly, even if it's a prison.