The Princess’s Broken Alpha

Kiarra was restless the entire night. It was hard being under the same roof and not having her mate with her. Her beast's possessive nature was out in full force tearing at her to go claim him. She was putting up with a lot.

It haunted her that someone else could be receiving the touches she should get. The attention. It had taken all her will not to find his room in the middle of the night. She had paced the floor and even opened the door almost risking it. If anyone had told her a few months ago that she would be behaving this way she would have thought them crazy. It was early morning before she finally drifted off to sleep and she was back wide awake in an hour. This wasn't going to work. She quickly got ready in her t-shirt and black tights and started to pack. The hall was empty and she headed down the corridor following her instinct, the heel of her boots clicking on the shiny wooden floors.. Soon enough she found herself outside his door and knocked.[wpdiscuz-feedback id="bd9hn6549y" question="Please leave a feedback on this" opened="1"] JOB NIB.COM asking for your feedback on this book.[/wpdiscuz-feedback] There was no response and she let herself in.

There was no sign of Alpha Zion but his deep wonderful smell hit her the moment she opened the door. She breathed in deeply and felt herself instantly relax.

The room was fairly large and all brown. From the sheets, to the curtains to the carpet. Why was everything brown? It definitely screamed male and had no impressions whatsoever of a female input.The bed was unmade and apart from that the room wasn't surprisingly untidy. It wasn't the neatest but it could pass for her expectations.

She placed her bag on his bed curious. She wanted to know so much about the man with the intense green eyes and the softest looking lips. He had a few books on a bookshelf. No pictures? She thought maybe he would have pictures of him and his family growing up, his parents, nothing. No tokens, nothing.

She opened his top drawer and wished she hadn't. There were condoms. Kiarra wasn't naive. She knew he must have a life before her but it still hurt none the less. And she tried her hardest not to think of him with someone else. She flipped over the gold foil packet and read out loud extra extra large. She could feel her cheeks heat up and flush. Okay, time to put that back.

His drawer had mostly black t-shirts, jeans and underwear. He was a simple man. He was probably downstairs already. Beside her bag on the bed was a t-shirt and underwear. She took them up and inhaled deeply. She just couldn't get enough of his scent. She heard the door open but it was too late.

The last thing Zion expected when he opened the door and came out of his bathroom was to find Anastasia standing in his bedroom with her nose buried in his underwear.

Kiarra jumped and almost screamed when she saw him come out quickly dropping the underwear. Her heart almost jumping out of her chest.

"What the hell are you doing in here?!"

He looked beyond furious as he hurriedly covered his lower regions with his towel. Holy Moon Goddess he was naked.

"I-I didn't know you were here"

Her excuse sounded lame even to her own ears.

"So you can sniff my underwear like some crack head?!" his voice boomed and she prayed his room was sound proof.

Jesus he was scary when he was angry. Her face was hot and she knew it was bright red. His eyes drifted to the bed and spotted her bag and she folded her arms.

"I'm moving in."

"Moving in where?"

He looked around like she had lost her mind.

"Here" she stated plainly.

This couldn't be possible.

Zion must have heard wrong but her face was serious as she stood there staring at him. This was not the flustered woman he had met yesterday. This one was even more determined and challenging. She was serious and blunt. This woman he was not so prepared for.

Looking more at her she seemed tired, in this aspect they both matched because he barely got any sleep last night. She was wearing a simple t-shirt and black tights but on her it didn't look simple. Her thick brown hair fell around her face in a beautiful tumble and she had full lips.She had a really nice shape, really nice. Her body is incredible. She was filled out in all the right places and the tights were highlighting every inch of her. He found himself bristling even more. Why was she walking around dressed like this? He started to feel insecure. Very insecure. Here he was with two legs that didn't work, half a man mated to her. She was literally perfect. He didn't deserve her.

Her brown eyes were still focused on him.

"What's wrong with your room?" Zion snapped.

"It doesn't have you in it."

She is direct and cutting no corners.

"Well three is a crowd and it will be awkward if my girlfriend catches you in here."

She sat down on his bed and crossed her legs.

"I can fight" she shrugged.

He lifted his brow at her and her face showed no signs she was kidding. He looked at her determined face with her fragile features. She had thrown him for a loop and he couldn't help but laugh.

His laughter was deep and rich and she felt a warm tremor go through her. He didn't agree but he didn't say no.

"Can you give me some space so I can put some clothes on?"

Kiarra was aware more than ever now that he wasn't wearing any clothes and her eyes lustfully travelled down his body enjoying the view of his well carved physique. She could see the small trail of light brown hair travelling from his stomach down to where his stomach dipped in a v-line below the white towel. "Any day now"

His voice broke her out of her thoughts and she jumped up to leave the room for him to change not risking to look at him because she felt if she did he would know what she was thinking.