THE ALPHA (UNKNOWN)

Zayn stated at her for a while then blinked to understand her words carefully.

"Ciara-" He called when his brain registered her words but Ciara pushed her way in before Zayn could stop her.

He turned to Her,

"This isn't funny"

Ciara turned to face him with a teasing smile, " I'm not laughing and you're not either."

Zayn breathed out his building frustration, "What's wrong with your room?"

"Empty... Lonely." Ciara replied.

"Ciara-"

"Zayn." Ciara cut in. She walked up to him and sighed.

"I think it's time" She said and her eyes filled with determination and certainty.

"Time,For what?" Zayn looked confused.

Ciara laughed halfly, was he trying to pretend? She frowned slightly.

*I thought you liked me*

She mind linked him.

*Why are you suddenly mind speaking?* He ignored her question.

*Because I feel this is easier to speak, Answer my question*

"Ciara" He said out instead. "Are you on a rush? Tell me the reason." He asked with a comforting gaze.

Ciara stared at him.

"I'm in no rush, I just-" Ciara paused.

"Alex pushed you to this, didn't she? "

Ciara sighed with rolled eyes.

"Not really"

Zayn breathed out and leaned closer giving her a hug. "If anything happens the wrong way, I'll hate myself"

"What wrong way?" Ciara voiced out. "Other wolves do it. You have done it before right?"

"But you-"

" I told you I'm no idiot. I had it finished on my sixteenth birthday"

Zayn released a sigh as he broke out from the hug.

"But then. We both feel it. We are attracted to each other but we aren't mates"

Fuck the mate bond!

Ciara pushed him softly. " I don't want my mate. I want you."

Zayn's ears perked at her confession. It lighted fires in him but then ...

"Ciara." His voice called softly like some sweet dreamy lullaby.

"I'm ready so much and prepared for what's coming if we be together, but are you?"

Ciara was quiet abit and her gaze shifting elsewhere.

The mates bond wasn't something to ignore. She heard it drove people mad. She also witnessed some people go mad. She was scared, she didn't want all that. She wanted a peaceful relationship like the one she shared with Zayn.

No madness. No darkness. No pull. No magic.

She wanted love. Natural.

"It's not all about us. Let's wait. After this celebration, if you don't find him then.."

Why was everyone mentioning him!!!!

"Forget it" She cut in and brought her eyes to him.

They mentioned him as if she was really going to find him soon.

She didn't want to!!

"I made a mistake." She added and walked past him to the door but on holding the knob she was pulled back and.. his lips slowly landed on hers. it was a soft peck. Enough to destroy her earlier outrage

"I'm your safeguard Cia. Nothing about me bothers me except you." He deep voice came out soft and soothing her nerves. She stared at him. His eyes, they seemed to Carry the truth. She was sure about Zayn. Her heart was saying and screaming yes!

Just how did she end up in his arms?

How did she fall for this fallen prince?

Yes.. Zayn was a prince.

Where did everything start?

Slowly as they stared at each other, her lips found his not realizing how much she leaned to him. Zayn gave in almost immediately. He couldn't stop himself from tasting her soft lips. Her hands were freed from his hold and they found themselves on his sturdy chest.

Their lips moved in sync as this was not their first kiss. Tonight was not a back down moment for Ciara.

Not tonight.

She had a feeling of something off and wrong coming her way so it had to be tonight. The kiss remained soft and slow. Bother taking their time to enjoy this once in a while moment.

Ciara's heart hardened at the thought of a mate.

She didn't want one..

She didn't want a mate!

A soft moan escaped her lips when Zayn bit her lower lip and let his tongue dance with hers. it was not made magic. it was natural magic.

To our Alpha, nothing felt better than this.

Zayn.

Zayn let out a muffled growl when Ciara's finger trailed to his abs and as a sexual reflex action, he pulled her closer making her leave his abs to his neck where he felt her hands relax..

Zayn quickly pulled out..

"Cia.."

He could feel it...

The pressure applied was too much..

She needed to leave.

Ciara's eyes opened, hazy .. She wanted more.

"Zayn.." She whispered and Zayn closed his eyes for a second to adjust his thoughts.

Ciara in his room by this time was a very bad idea.

Ciara brought her lips nearer, "More"

Zayn inhaled deeply with closed eyes.

They needed to stop.

"Ciara." He warned.

His deep warning voice seemed to have gotten to her skull. She sighed out silently.

"After the celebration. Be the one to come over" Ciara whispered with hazy eyes.

"What's there to stop me?" Zayn assured.

She finally agreed by nodding and then stepped back with a faint smile. "Good night." She said and left.

Zayn's hands covered his face, that was so close for him. Her night scent alone was a ticking bomb.If she'd pushed harder, one of them would've regretted it later on.

--..--...--

Alex closed her eyes as the warm water from the shower bathed her. Her mind was empty yet heavy. She wanted to think about so many things but she didn't want a headache.

Soon, she was done. She cleaned herself up and put on a red robe she had gotten from the wardrobe.

She let out a soft breath as she walked towards the door but stopped because a her favorite fruit invaded her nostrils. Her eyes closed and her lips spread out a relaxed smile. The scent of coconut invaded her nose and left her craving whosoever had the damn scent. She held the the door knob but soon regretted it. Another set of images rushed into her memories.

This time she could see her self bathing in a pool.. no lake.

It looked ancient of the sort. She laughed and closed her eyes. Coconut scent filed her nose there too.

it had to be someone she knew before.

Someone that she doesn't remember now.

Someone that never crossed her mind all her life.

She opened the door.

It was the stranger.

He set on the ash couch in the room reading a magazine.

The bastard was even wearing clothes... How come she had only robes to wear and how come he smelt too good?

She knew when he left. He told her he would go use another bathroom.

And now.. he was back giving her the most fresh scent.

A quick question came through her thoughts..

Why the fuck was his scent in her memory?

This man...

As real as he looked but then something was really off about him.