Her Forbidden Alpha

Elijah had just about managed to put on some fresh clothes, trying his best not to break everything around him before he left his room slamming the door behind him, storming through the mansion with one aim in mind.

His anger raging around him like a hurricane, festering within him, growing stronger with each passing second. How could his father do this?

He walked past Indigo who had just returned from her short visit to Daniel's, more curious to find out what was happening at home. She was about to say something but feeling his rage, she shrank away.

Elijah didn’t even notice the tall girl, his mind set on one thing. Following his father's scent until it led him to the kitchen, where he was holding Jessica, kissing her neck sensually.

“So, the one fucking thing that was left of mom... you decided to get rid of that too!?” Elijah spat slamming his fist into the nearest wall, making the couple jump apart not even noticing him until he spoke.

“Elijah, what are you going on about?” Jackson asked concerned. Jessica looked pale brushing her black locks out of her face and adjusting her top. Elijah’s recent behaviour confused her, he had never been so hostile towards her, not like he was today.

Elijah didn’t even spare her a glance, walking over to his father and grabbing him by his collar before slamming him into the worktop

“Elijah! Stop! That's your father!”

“Yeah, I fucking know!” Elijah growled. The men were almost equal in height but Elijah was stronger, and it showed.

“Get off me!” Jackson growled his eyes flashing, but Elijah simply yanked his shirt down exposing his neck, his eyes going to the mark that was plastered there. Gone was the lotus with the three claws, in its place was a wolf's paw with its claws out.

Each wolf had its own mark and form, no matter who you marked, your mark was the same. Mates didn’t have matching marks, rather each wolf had a mark that represented them. Once you were mated and marked, it was your scents that combined. He felt disgusted that he hadn't even realised the change in Jessica or Jackson's scents.

“Fuck you!" He said icily. Slamming his fathers head into the table.

“Elijah, please! Please it's not his fault! It was in the moment please!” Jessica said, breaking into sobs realising it was the mark that had angered Elijah, the mark she had placed on him. Now that she was marked by Jackson, she could feel his pain to some level.

Elijah glared at her, growling lowly. She whimpered feeling his Alpha aura rolling off him. She backed away, seeing Jackson's face purple from Elijah’s death grip.

“You moved on from mother, your so-called mate in what, less than a year? Everything in this fucking house changed. You stopped talking about her, you fucking forgot her, and now the first fucking chance you got you removed her mark from your neck? You know what, why don’t you get rid of me too? After all, I'm the last thing that even has an ounce of her left!” Elijah said coldly.

Pain and hurt flashed through Jackson's eyes.

“Son... That's not true... I love your mother still, she has her own special space in my heart.” He whispered.

“Hard to fucking see it.” Elijah said, slamming his father into the worktop once again and making Jessica scream when the smell of blood filled her nose...

Scarlett froze hearing her mothers scream, she turned the shower off trying to listen, hearing nothing and no mind link to assist her. She quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself rushing from the bathroom.

Opening her bedroom door, she almost crashed into Indigo who looked pale. The younger girl looked down at her elder sister, worry and fear clear on her face.

“Scarlett, Elijah’s pissed off.” She whispered worriedly. Scarlett was stronger than her and their mum, she knew her sister was not scared of the future Alpha.

Scarlett frowned, worry filling her. It was serious if Indigo called her by her name. She didn't say anything rushing past her and down the stairs, taking three at a time and jumping the last five. She tightened her towel around her breasts, running into the kitchen. The smell of blood and fear strong in the air.

“Elijah!” She said, taking in how he had his father pinned to the counter, noticing the crack in the worktop underneath him. Her mother was whimpering, hand over her mouth unsure of what to do. Scarlett could see she was going back into her former shell, seeing Elijah like this was bringing memories of Zidane back. She could see the glassy look in her eyes, the fear rolling off her in waves.

“Stay out of this Scarlett, take your mother away.” Jackson said, worried for his stepdaughter and wife. Although he was losing blood, the searing pain making him dizzy, he was concerned for them - Knowing Elijah’s temper made him dangerous.

“I wouldn't worry about her if I were you!” Elijah growled.

“Indy take mama now.” Scarlett said as Indigo stood in the door, her heart beating loudly. She paled as Scarlett grabbed Elijah’s arm, rushing to their mother and dragging her from the room.

“Elijah... calm down... please.” She said, her voice firm yet calm. He tensed when her fingers touched his skin.

He turned to her, a deep frown on his face when he realised what she was wearing, water trickling down her neck and into the valley of her breasts... His eyes widening in surprise, his grip loosening slightly.

“Stay out of this Red...” He said, his voice calmer.

“No. That's your father you're hurting... The man I see as my father.” She added softly, knowing that might just trigger him off. His eyes flashed in anger. “I know you're hurt, but this isn't the way to go about it, please Elijah.”

His grip loosened slightly as Jackson stayed quiet, stunned that Scarlett was getting through to him. The two had always clashed... it seemed since his return things had changed.

Elijah’s eyes met Scarlett's soft sage green ones, his own returning to their normal blue. This wasn't only about his mom; it was about her. The closer their parents became, the harder they would make it for them... but it was already too late, marking each other sealed everything and he hated it. He let go of his father roughly, glaring coldly at him.

“If you have another kid... I swear by the Moon Goddess you can consider me dead.” He said icily. Taking hold of Scarlett's wrist, he pulled her out of the room, making her eyes widen. Jackson was too stunned by his comment to speak, the pain in his head causing a throbbing headache.

“Elijah!” Scarlett said as he pulled her to the bathroom, down the hall from the kitchen. Tugging her inside, he slammed the door shut. Pulling her into his arms, burying his nose into her neck, taking deep calming breaths. She didn't say anything, standing on tiptoes. Her back arched slightly as he leaned over her, holding her tightly. Her hands on his chest, she could feel his racing heart beneath her fingertips. His embrace was tight but she felt comforted by it, the negative feeling from earlier was washed away, realising why he had left.

“Are you ok?” She asked softly, sliding her hands up and cupping his face. Moving him away from her neck the slight prickle of his stubble coarse against her fingers, it felt good. He didn't reply and she gave him an apologetic smile, kissing his lips softly. “Stupid question... Want to talk about it?”

He looked away not wanting to shut her out, but at the same time, he didn't want to talk about how he felt.

“Not really.” He said. “Fuck if you didn't stop me...”

“I knew you'd listen, if not to me maybe the towel may have worked.” She said teasingly trying to cheer him up, she hated seeing him so worked up.

“It sure as hell did... knowing your pussy is fucking bare under that, makes me want to bend you over and fuck you all over again.” He purred in her ear. She shivered in pleasure, his words making her clench her thighs together and she gave him a look.

“Shame you can't do that right now, remember Grandma's coming over for dinner too.” She said, locking her arms around his neck. He pressed his forehead to hers.

“I love you Red... and I really fucking mean it...” He whispered. Her heart skipped a beat, staring into his eyes, her own emotions ricocheting. His words echoing in her mind, he loved her. Elijah Westwood her stepbrother loved her. Her cheeks flushed despite herself, it felt like a dream come true but it was real... This was real... She could see the emotions swirling in his eyes, the way he looked at her as if she was the only girl in the world and she knew he was telling the truth.

“I wanted to say the same... upstairs before you left... I do want this to work... I don't know how or what mom and dad will think...” She whispered, her stomach fluttering. Elijah smirked his hands running down her waist to her ass.

“So, you love me?” He asked softly, not caring for the last part of her comment.

“I didn’t say that.” She said rolling her eyes.

“You kinda did kitten.” He whispered, his hands slipping under her towel and grabbing her ass. He groaned feeling himself twitch, fuck she completely messed with his self-control.

“I didn’t... Come on we should go before they want to know what we're doing in here.” She said, blushing lightly when the smell of her arousal surrounded them.

“Fuck you need to control yourself kitten or I won't give a fuck about no one.” He groaned. Pulling away from her, she smirked.

“You should work on your self-control.” She said, walking to the door. He grabbed her arm spinning her back around and against the tiled wall, making her gasp. Her towel slipping down a little, the tip of her pink areola peeking out making his eyes darken with lust.

“One kiss sweetheart.” He said resting his forearm against the wall above her head, she pouted tilting her head.

“I think you should wait until tonight, especially after the way you left me upstairs.” She said frowning at him. Elijah looked at her with a smirk.

“My bad, but I could make it up to you.” He whispered, leaning in to kiss her. But before his lips could meet hers, the door swung open. Elijah stepped away from her quickly, Scarlett’s eyes wide as Indigo stood there, her eyes wide as she stared at them both...