Rejected By the Alpha (Forbidden Alpha Kings #5)

54. Kaylee

54

Kaylee

I am dragged back up the stairs of the pack house, towards Jordan’s room. The wolves are not so gentle when handling me, causing my broken bones to ache further and forcing me to bite my lip to hold back the pained whimpers that want to escape. I have tried for the last few minutes while thrashing about in hopes of getting free to contact Amelia, but I keep slamming into a brick wall in my mind. It is not as strong as the dam I built to keep my emotions in check after the rejection, and I feel like if I just kept at it, it will crack, but my concentration is shattered when I am thrown onto the all-too-familiar bed I awoke on earlier.

The wolves are quick to secure me to the bed while I try to fight the pain caused by my last-ditch attempt at escape, and soon my wrists are bound by chains above my head. Alpha Jordan dismisses these wolves, closing his bedroom door and locking it, before turning to look at me with a lust-filled, possessive gaze.

“Had you just accepted your fate, I wouldn’t have had to use my new serum,” he muses as he walks closer, slowly undoing the buttons of his shirt. I growl at him, allowing my blood to boil as the power I have kept in check fills the room. Alpha Jordan flinches for a moment which surprises me, and I wonder if I am stronger than this alpha.

“As I thought, you will make a great Luna,” he murmurs, running a hand along my thigh towards the hem of the torn dress I wear. I kick my leg out, dislodging his hand from touching me, but this only causes Alpha Jordan to chuckle.

“Fight all you want, Kaylee,” he warns, placing his hand on my stomach.

“But soon, my drug will kick in and you will be begging to be fucked,” he chuckles darkly, his eyes filled with triumph. I want to ask what he means by it, but a sudden heat fills my body starting from inside me. I gasp as flames lick at my body, causing an immense amount of lust and need to fill me. I can feel my pussy start to clench for a moment, the need to be filled so strong that a whimper escapes my lips.

“It seems it’s kicked in,” Alpha Jordan observes, as his left hand turns to claws. In seconds, my dress is shredded from my body, leaving my hot flesh exposed to Alpha Jordan’s gaze. He smirks as he bends down, his eyes locked on mine as his lips kiss my stomach. I suppress the moan that wants to escape my lips, as my body releases my pheromones. I know what this serum does now. It forces a she-wolf into heat against their will.

“You smell delicious,” Alpha Jordan growls out, his tongue swiping from my navel to between my breasts. I want to fight him, my mind screaming that this is wrong, but my body relishes this touch as Jordan’s fingers move. One finds my soaking pussy, pushing inside me and causing me to shudder, while the others fondle my left breast. I tremble, refusing to let any sound out of me while Alpha Jordan focuses on breaking my will.

“Give in, Kaylee,” he orders, his voice filled with an alpha command. I manage to push back, to let out a growl in both frustration and anger at the situation I am in. Alpha Jordan chuckles, taking this as a challenge as he pulls his fingers out from me, dripping with my juices. He licks them clean, a groan of satisfaction escaping his lips.

“You will break, either way. Might as well start fucking you to speed the process up,” he muses, a dark glint in his eyes. His hands move to unbuckle his pants as he keeps eye contact with me. My mind is growing fuzzier from the need building inside me. I know it will get worse if I fight it, but I can’t allow a mate bond to form between Alpha Jordan and me. I would rather die from the flames of the heat than allow this power-hungry man to take what isn’t his.

Alpha Jordan moves to the end of the bed, discarding his pants on the floor. His cock is hard and erect, ready to penetrate me, and I pull at the chains keeping my hands in place. I need to fight this. Need to fight him. Amelia said Lucas was close, and that he and Titus had a plan. But I fear that they will be too late at this point. My wounds from earlier ache as I thrash about, the pain from the forced heat intensifying them.

“The more you fight, the more fun I will have,” Alpha Jordan states in amusement, pushing my legs apart and making me howl in pain. He positions himself between my legs, his cock just at the entrance of my pussy. He is relishing in my helplessness, his victory soon at hand, and I mentally prepare myself.

Suddenly, the door crashes open and hits the wall. Jordan has no time to react as a blur of anger and power tackles him away from me. The scent of mint and vanilla makes the flames of lust burn brighter inside me, causing me to let out an involuntary moan. I know that scent, had tracked it down the night of my eighteenth birthday. Another scent fills the room, as the sounds of fists on flesh sound around me. This scent is careful not to get too close to me, only moving to undo the chains that bind me. I curl in on myself, protecting my soaking pussy from anyone else as I focus on the scent of mint and vanilla. Blood is also thick in the air, and I recognize the scent belonging to Jordan.

“Kaylee!” The voice causes me to shiver, as strong arms scoop me closer to the owner of the mint and vanilla scent. I instinctively wrap my arms around his shoulders and bury my face into his neck. His touch calms the flames of the heat, but not by much. If it isn’t delt with soon, it will burn me from the inside out.

“Lucas, get Kaylee away from here,” a pained voice calls out. I recognize it as Titus, and I shrink further into Lucas’ touch.

“I plan to. Do you need any more help?” Lucas asks, his voice sounding tense. He must smell my heat as well.

“No. Jordan is dead; I just dealt the final blow.” Relief floods me, as the announcement of Alpha Jordan’s death is a blessing. Now he won’t be able to hurt anyone anymore.

“But you need to get Kaylee away from the pack before she sends my men into a frenzy with her heat.” There is urgency in Titus’ voice and without another word, Lucas takes off. He is running, the motion causing me to whimper. I can feel his concern as he places a small kiss on the top of my head, the simple gesture cooling the heat slightly.

“I’m injured,” I manage to whimper as my mind becomes hazy.

“I know, Kaylee. Hang in there while I get us to safety,” Lucas mumbles. My heart skips a beat from the gentle tone of his voice, but I put my guard up. He hurt me and I cannot forgive that, but even I know that as he carries me to safety, I will need him to make it through my forced heat.