Alpha's Little Vampire Mate
16. Naked on paper.

Marcus's POV:

I hid deeper into the shadows of the trees, as I watched Chloe through my window. A smirk grew on my lips as I saw her coming towards the window.

I'd guessed right, she was a stubborn little wolf who wouldn't bother taking permission from her guard to leave, she'd want to make an escape. Any minute from now...

I waited with bated breath for her to reach for the window. She finally did and I inhaled sharply, my mind spinning with disbelief and fear as she quickly withdrew her hand. Fuck!

Nah, couldn't possibly be, could it?

I hid behind a big tree when she raised her eyes, looking around like she was trying to find something or someone. She probably sensed that someone was watching her. Before she could get any crazy ideas or see me, I shifted into my big black wolf and ran off into the woods. My wolf used the trees as shields as we ran, only coming to the open when we reached the training grounds.

I picked up a shirt from the heap on the floor, nodding at a soldier who greeted me. "Where is the Gamma?"

"He is with the warriors in the soldier quaters, they are having a meeting of some sort," he replied, pointing at the building.

"And the rest of you?"

"We're doing warm ups and awaiting training."

"Very good," I nodded. "Now, go tell Titus these exact words: I'll be in his study waiting and ask him not to keep me too long, for I lack patience."

He complied, bowed and jogged away. I watched him for a while before walking towards Titus's home. The guards at the entrance bowed, making way for me to go through before taking their places on either side of me, as they escorted me in.

"I'll go from here," I said when we got to the bottom of the stairs. Without any arguments, they bowed and walked away.

I took the stairs one at a time, my anger building up as I recalled Chloe being here. Titus had a lot of guts bringing her over to his place instead of contacting me first... What a fool!

I finally reached the top of the stairs. My eyes immediately fell on the door of his bedroom and I glared so hard at it, that I mentally saw the wood splitting apart.

I heaved a heavy sigh, turning around the corner and heading for his study. I took my time to admire the paintings on the wall, a smile creeping onto my face. I love art and Titus was the best artist I'd ever come across in all the four hundred and two years of my life.

It was what I loved best about him and would have considered him painting a picture of Chloe, if only he didn't like her too much for his own good. We had to adjust that though... I'd like to avoid the repeat of some unpleasant occurrences in the future...

I pressed down on the door knob and it cracked open. Pushing it, I stepped into his study and slammed the door behind me. I looked around at the beautiful paintings on the wall. Most consisted of naked women and I fed my eyes, while remembering how Chloe looked while naked... She was such a sight for sore eyes!

I recalled every little detail. How her wide hips held me in between her soft thighs, the rise and fall of her huge, luscious breasts as she panted softly. How her lips parted slightly and her eyes rolled to the back of her head, when I went down on her. She was such a tempting little woman...

... my tempting woman.

I cupped my erection through my trousers, groaning in frustration. I could have had her if I wanted but I had decided against it. I didn't want her hating me for taking advantage of her, I needed her to be prepared for me and accept me first. You could never know how hard it was for me; lying right on top of her with my cock rubbing against her warmth and yet, I couldn't sink myself into her.

I strolled towards Titus's little wine bar that was perched at one corner of the room. I picked out a bottle of scotch and poured myself a full glass. I returned the bottle, picked up my glass of wine and took a long sip. I strolled back to his desk, lowered myself into his seat and started rummaging through his things.

He had a couple of files littered all over the desk and also a copy of drawings and paintings of: naked women of course. Son of a whore! When it came to the whole womanizing thing, Titus did women a greater deal than I. There was no arguing that I loved a beautiful woman from time to time but that was in the past now...

...

I had Chloe now, the rest could go to hell for all I cared.

I went through the drawings. I knew a couple of the naked she wolves in the drawings and I'd bedded some of them. I scoffed when I came across a naked drawing of Cara. Whore!

Most men in the pack(if not all), havebeen inside her. She had a sexy body which kept the cocks raised, but that was no reason to whore around. I've had her more than a few times, but a 'mere fuck' was all she was considered as.

I took another gulp of my drink as I flipped through the drawings. Chloe had ruined my eyes for another, none of these women could hold a candle to her and she was just eighteen. I wondered how she'd be at twenty five and I couldn't help the proud smile that appeared on my lips.

I was going to be the envy of the town by the time the neighboring packs saw my queen. She was perfectly sculpted, heavenly designed and made as a true queen. I had no idea if all silver wolves looked perfect, but what I was sure of was; mine was the most perfect.

I sighed when I flipped past the picture of another naked woman and I thought I'd seen Chloe but how was that possible? It's not like he'd seen her naked, right?

Oh!

Wait a second...

I quickly flipped back to the previous photo and what I saw made me see black. Right there on a page of Titus's album, was a naked drawing of her. If you are still wondering who, I'm referring to Chloe, my Chloe! The most infuriating part was that: he'd gotten the exact size of her breasts, the curves of her slender waist and wide hips. That could mean one thing; he'd taken his time to look at her.

I fumed with rage, the anger clouded my thinking as I gripped onto the glass tighter. I brought it to my lips, downing my drink in one go. Just as I swallowed the bitter liquid and it left a burning sensation in my throat, the doors to the study flung open and the unfortunate stepped in.

Without giving it a thought, I flung the glass right at him and it hit his head, leaving a deep cut on his forehead. He fell to the ground groaning, I jumped over the desk and lurched at him. Picking him off the floor, I slammed his back hard against the wall, then smack my fist into his face.

"I didn't touch her Alpha, I promise!" He yelled, trying to shield himself from another blow but I got him in the ribs. "I'd found her unconscious and all I did was heal her, I swear!"

"Shut the fuck up!" I roared, grabbing him by the neck. I pressed harder until his eyes started to roll in, choking the life out of him. I might regret this later, but all I wanted to do at the moment was murder him!

I was suddenly pulled off of him and he coughed for air, shifting as far as he could from me. I went to lurch at him, but someone held me back.

"Calm down Marcus," I heard Mark yell and that was when I realized he was the one holding me back. "Your eyes are completely black, you're losing it! You need to calm down!"

"Let. Go," I growled, struggling against his hold but he wouldn't let me. "I said let go!"

"Titus get out of here, I can't hold him for too long!"

I roared when Titus shifted into his red wolf and dashed out of the door. Mark released me and he quickly ran to the door and turned in the locks. I growl at him and he raised his hands in a form. of surrender. "Marcus, you need to calm down!" He encouraged. "Think about Chloe, she wouldn't be happy seeing you being this monster, so you need to calm down!"

At the mention of her name, it was like the whole anger dissolved. I heaved heavily, marching over to the desk and snatching up Chloe's drawing. I shoved it into my pockets then looked up at Mark.

"I want him locked up and tortured. If you fail to carry out this order as my Beta, I won't hesitate to punish you too!"

Mark looked unsure. "Marcus, don't you think you're taking this a little too far?"

I chose to ignore him. Sending him one last warning glare, I walked out of the room not failing to bump shoulders with him...