Worst Nightmare

Samantha

I woke up to something cold trailing on my cheek. I flattered my eyes open to see my worst nightmare. I began to panic.

"Don't panic, princess. I won't ever harm you." He hissed smiling down.

I tried to sit up, but groaned at the pain that shot in head; "ugh" I touched my forehead.

"I think its best you remain laying down, princess." He suggested.

I was uncomfortable around him, "please le-t m-e g-o" I said shaking and I barely managed to produce these words.

"No, princess." He said shaking his head. "This time I won't let you leave. You're mine."

"I'm not yours." I said.

"I can force you to be mine. You'll accept me just like you did to that foolish United Alpha." he said smirking at me.

"If he catches you, you're a dead man." I told him.

"You think I don't know that." he paused. "He took what's mine so I took it back. And if he decides to come after it, I'm ready for him. I'm not afraid of him."