The Forbidden Alpha

Gabe

Breakfast with Ady was a breath of fresh air. Being able to walk out of the packhouse hand-in-hand with her, driving to town, and sitting down for brunch kept the darkness away for a few hours. I needed that girlfriend time more than I care to admit. I know life has to move on but it was a bitch and I wasn’t even close to wanting to start the healing process.

I would never heal from Olivia.

The elevator doors ding and I’m pulled from my thoughts as I step into the elevator. After we got back from brunch Ady wanted to go and speak to Ethan about the guard bomb I dropped.

Was I relieved I would be able to climb into bed sooner than I thought? Yes. Should I have stayed out longer and found something to do? Yes. Was I going to? No.

My home was the one place I could be alone and wallow in my despair. Depressing, I know. I press the number for my floor, let out a long exhale, and lean against the elevator wall. The door starts to close when someone stops. the doors. I close my eyes as two people step on.

A number is pressed and I breathe in slowly and try to still the shaking in my hands. I want to snuggle in my bed, wrapped in my blanket, surrounded by darkness.

Someone in the elevator takes a step towards me and a warm hand slides down my neck to my chest. I fight the urge to flinch away and the urge to move into their touch.

I’m so fucked up.

I swallow and open my eyes to find Sasha looking up at me with fuck me eyes. I remember walking out with Ady and seeing her. I definitely ignored her. I sigh and push her hands away from me. The last thing I want is to lead her on.

We had a few good times together but that was before Olivia and my mind isn’t thinking sexual anything right now. Have I missed Olivia? Yes. Am I willing to touch someone else? No, my soul couldn’t bear it.

“I could make you forget her…,” she whispers as she steps closer.

I stare down at her and shake my head. She has no idea what she’s talking about.

“I don’t want to forget her,” I tell her, my voice is void of emotion.

“I can see the pain, I can feel your pain, Gabby. I’ve made you feel good before… I can be what you need. Let me help you forget the pain… for a little while,” she murmurs.

Am I tempted? Yes.

Emotion rises in my chest and as much as I want to stop the hurt… I don’t deserve it. I’m about to turn her down when the other person in the elevator steps forward. I was so focused on Sasha I forget two people stepped onto the elevator.

My attention goes to the other person present and my eyes connect with the only other man who loved her as much as I did… still do. My breath catches in my throat as I take in his perfectly tailored suit. It compliments his body perfectly and his blonde hair looks lighter paired with the dark color of his clothing. He always looks too clean, too perfect it makes me want to dirty him.

I watch as he reaches forward and grabs Sasha’s slender outreached fingers. She struggles against his hold but he overpowers her as he moves her hand away from me.

“What is the meaning of this Odis?” She hissed.

“I normally don’t interfere with who you sink your teeth into but this one,” he said, his eyes sliding up my body, “is off-limits, Sash.”

“I had him first,” she seethed.

“Yes, you did and your turn is up,” he said firmly.

I swallow and hate the fire his eyes have left in their wake. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, willing whatever it is I’m feeling to go away.

“I think you’re forgetting I have a mind of my own,” I murmur. I meant for it to come out louder but it didn’t work out that way. “I can make decisions on my own, thank you very much,” I said more firmly.

They both ignore me and I fight the urge to roll my eyes. The elevator dings and Sasha stares at me as the elevator door slides open. She snatches her fingers from Odis’s hand and turns her head from him, ignoring him. Her eyes find mine and she leans into me.

“If you change your mind, you remember where my room is,” she whispers, her breath caresses my skin. She takes a step back and walks out of the elevator, swaying her hips as she goes. She doesn’t make it far before she stops and turns on her heel to face me.

Odis steps in front of me, blocking her from my view. He reaches out and presses the close button and I stifle a girlish giggle as she lets out a frustrated huff.

“As I said, he’s off-limits and he won’t be needing your… services ever again,” Odis said, his voice low.

The doors close and for a minute he doesn’t move. His shoulders tense and he runs his hand through his hair before turning to face me. My mouth goes dry.

Odis is staring at me with an emotion I swear resembles possessive. His sharp jawline is clenched tightly and as he leans in close I close my eyes. I inhale his familiar scent and when I open my eyes he’s staring at me hungrily.

My heart begins to pound as his hand darts out and grips my hair. He gently tugs down on it until my neck is exposed.

His eyes dart to my flesh and stop at the faded mark that would soon disappear. He grits his teeth and I watch as he fights some internal struggle before letting go of his grip on my hair.

“Not her,” he said, his voice laced with something… dark as he steps away from me.. When the elevator opens he turns around and strides out leaving me feeling confused and… aroused.