He pulled his hand out of my pants, then gripped me closer, pushing his lips on to mine again. The pressure was intense, and it was hurting me. I shoved him again, but he held me closer, forcing the kiss on me.
I pulled away again. “Stop!”
“Just give in, baby,” he said. “I’m going to make you feel so good.”
“I said stop.” My mind wasn’t fuzzy anymore. I knew I didn’t want this.
Growling came from behind me and the man holding me suddenly released his grip.
“The lady saidno.” Alec looked like he was ready to attack.
I scrambled away, giving distance between me and the male I’d been making out with.
“I didn’t know she was yours,” he said. “I wouldn’t have kissed her if I knew.”
“You pack your things and leave now. She saidno.” Alec growled.
“We were drunk, she was enjoying herself,” he said.
“You leave or I will make you leave,” Alec said.
The man growled and his hands balled into fists. My chest rose and fell as my breathing quickened. He looked like he was ready to attack.
“This place gives feral wolves a bad name,” he hissed. “You might as well be a pack.”
“Out,” Alec said.
The man growled again but he turned and walked away. I watched until he was out of sight. Only then, did I start to catch my breath. How had I let that happen? What the fuck was wrong with me?
“Are you okay?” Alec asked, his tone gentle.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I shouldn’t have.”
“This isn’t on you,” he said. “You told him to stop. This is on him. You are not responsible for that asshole’s behavior.”
“Is that how feral wolves act?” I asked. “It’s what I was told, I’m not going to lie. But it didn’t seem like that here. I thought you were different.”
“I am different. I mean, we’re different. It’s not like that here,” he said. “I don’t allow that kind of behavior.”
“How are you not the alpha?” I said. “You run the show here. They listen to you and respect you. You lead better than the alpha I grew up with.”
“It’s just not how things are done,” he said.
“I don’t know how to do this,” I admitted.
“Do what?” he asked.
“All of it. I don’t know how to be normal.”
“Never try to be normal. That’s what we all ran away from. Where I came from, it was assholes like Lucas who ran the show. Brute strength, preying on the weaker shifters… If that’s normal, I don’t want any part of it.”
“Where are you from?” I asked. “Sheila wouldn’t tell me your story.”
“Which is why Sheila is one of my best friends. She’s fiercely loyal. Though I’m not sure why she left you alone.” He frowned.
“She got busy with a brunette,” I said.
He hummed.