My Alpha's Betrayal: Burning In The Flames Of His Vengeance

Chapter 39

39. Mine

YILEYNA

Back at sea, without even one night of enjoying the comfort of a warm bed, everyone on board was irritable and crabby. Especially since they had to grab supplies in a rush and they hadn’t completed the fixing of the ship’s side, let alone even getting a moment to simply sit back and enjoy a tankard of ale or mead.

Luckily, they had gotten the ship mostly fixed up. The damage was minor, so it wasn’t too bad. As we moved away from the island of Bellmead, I glanced back at the lights and the dark cobbled streets, remembering the little siren and how her scales were being harvested… That was something I wouldn’t ever forget. Then Theon killing that man, and our hot moment…

We had only been on the island for a few hours, yet so much had happened. I doubted I’d see this place again, but I wouldn’t forget it.

“Someone get the luggage and supplies below deck!” Flynn growled, clearly pissed off about his day to relax being cut short. “Aiy, Captain.” Sam replied, as he and three other men began taking the supplies. “I hope your men got everything I need.” Ailema murmured, as she looked at the crates, peering into a few boxes.

“Not as much as you wanted, but it will do until we get to the Purien Isles.” Cleo sighed.

I glanced over at her and our eyes met before she looked me over. I suddenly felt naked being observed like this.

I had left my shirt hanging out, not wanting anyone to see the damp patch on my trousers, but without my corset and with my hair a mess, it wasn’t hard to know what I had gotten up to. It was beyond

embarrassing.

And Raiden, his eyes kept coming back to us, that knowing smirk on his lips never left. As for Charlene, she had been by my side, raising her eyebrows at the marks along my neck that I did my best to cover with my shirt and hair.

“So we continue on course towards the Purien Isles, I am presuming there are no more stops before then, is there?” Flynn asked Theon. “Yes.”

Flynn sighed, his irritation obvious.

“Aiy Commander… and how long are we to stay there? We will need to fix the ship and gather supplies properly. Please don’t go around killing-“. Theon’s cold glare turned upon him and he instantly shut up, averting his eyes.

“I don’t give warnings, but this time I’ll give you one. Remember who you’re talking to.” He said, his voice so cold I felt a shiver run down my spine, feeling his raging anger cut through the air and I saw Flynn balk. I almost smiled at seeing the tough captain seem to shrivel under Theon’s anger. Theon was Alpha material!

I tilted my head, looking at the sexy huge man before me; tall, strong, powerful…

Imagine if he was the son of an Alpha and had no idea?! But wait, that can’t be true. We would have known if an Alpha’s son was missing or something. The Alpha’s all come to meetings at court, they had seen Theon many times.

My sudden train of thought dissipated, and I realised it was too far-fetched.

I sighed, running my hands through my hair, looking around. Everyone had gotten to work quickly after Theon’s threat.

“Come on, shall we go?” Charlene asked as she nudged me.

It was obvious she just wanted the details of what had happened. I nodded, picking up my parcel as well as my bag which had been brought on board, making our way towards the steps to go below deck when Ryan, who was standing with a map in hand, glanced up at us. His gaze flitted over me before he whistled quietly.

“Nikolai was saying you get around, I didn’t believe him at first.” He said quietly. My heart skipped a beat thinking about Nikolai and Kyson, and it took me a second to comprehend what he had just said. I felt a rush of coldness wash through me, realising what he was just insinuating. I had only given myself to one person… that did not mean I got around.

Charlene growled.

“Ryan, you are speaking.” “To Yileyna. The rumours may be true that there’s Omega blood in-” Both Charlene and I gasped when Ryan was slammed against the nearest pole, Theon’s hand wrapped against his neck tightly. Blood dripped down his neck where Theon’s claws were now digging into him. Anger was radiating off Theon, and the sheer weight of it was making me shudder.

“One more word. One more word, Sanchez, and King Andres will be looking for a new potential Gamma.” He hissed, making my heart thump.

Ryan raised his hands in surrender, his face turning a dark shade of purple as Theon cut off all his air supply

“Theon. Stop.” I said, realising that his anger was growing He ignored me, his hand tightening around Ryan’s neck.

“She’s mine. Insult her one more time and I fucking swear I will rip you apart.”

My eyes widened in pure shock as Theon’s words resonated in my head.

She’s mine. Goddess, he said I was his… I could see Charlene’s wide green eyes staring at me from the corner of my sight, but I didn’t look at her as Theon let go of Ryan. His blazing gold eyes met mine, and I was unable to stop the pounding of my heart.

I stared at him; my mouth slightly parted in shock, unable to form two words. The anger seemed to lessen, his eyes returning to their dangerous amber, and the faintest ghost of a smirk crossed his plump lips. He reached over and placed two fingers to my chin, pushing it up, forcing my mouth closed. My stomach did a somersault knowing that everyone here was watching and had heard his words.

He said I was his…

Goddess what does he mean?

His plaything… or? I was unable to control the storm of emotions within me as he closed the gap between us and leaned down slightly.

“Keep that mouth open and I’ll put it to better use, little storm.” He whispered so quietly that I just about heard him. A strong rush of heat washed through my body, making my heart skip several beats.

If I died tonight, I’d die happy. Our eyes met and for a moment it felt like it was just the two of us on board… He and I and nothing more than the pleasant crashing of the waves.

His gaze dipped to my lips for a moment before he turned and walked away. Leaving me standing there with a shell-shocked Charlene and a humiliated Ryan.

It was an hour later, Charlene had finally allowed me to return to my own room after she had questioned me thoroughly. It felt so surreal… Even Charlene had been ecstatic at his words, saying

she felt so much better knowing he was staking his claim. I had now just readied for bed, wearing a thick gown as I combed my hair, trying not to smile at the fact Theon had said I was his.

I bit my lip, placing my brush down, then leant against the wall and placed a hand on my pounding chest.

Theon…

She’s mine.

I smiled, never had I felt so light and giddy as I did now. I looked at the wrapped package and was about to unwrap it when the key slipped out of the lock, and I heard the door being unlocked.

I turned sharply just as Theon stood there, making my eyes widen.

He still had the key… “Have you not heard of knocking?” I asked despite the beating of my heart.

“I don’t see the point of knocking when I have a key.” He remarked, entering the cabin and shutting the door behind him with his foot, not missing how he pocketed the key as he advanced towards me.

I crossed my arms, rolling my eyes.

“A stolen key, you should try being a little subtle with it.” I said haughtily.

”I’m not one for subtlety, am I little storm?” He asked, placing his hands on the wall, caging me between the walls and his muscular arms.

“No, you’re not…” I said softly. The urge to ask him what he meant outside was on the tip of my tongue… but… I didn’t want him to say something that may break me.

“What’s wrong, little storm? At a loss for words?” He taunted, bending down.

“Not at all, just curious as to what you meant out there.” I answered quietly but watching him sharply.

His eyes glinted as he removed his hands from the wall and instead wrapped one around my neck, sending jolts of pleasure through me. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“Were my words not clear enough, little storm, or would you prefer I carve them into you?”

My eyes widened as he held up one of his small knives with his free hand, a seductive yet predatorial smirk played on his lips.

“Theon…”

“You’re mine, little storm. You will always be mine, or no ones.” He whispered huskily into my ear. My heart pounded as he pressed the flat side of the blade to my plump lips, my breath hitching when I felt the sharp side slice into my skin.

“Yours.” I heard myself murmur, feeling the droplet of blood trickle down my lip. He leaned in, his tongue flicking along my bottom lip as he licked up the blood, making me moan.

“Good girl.” Came his husky reply before he tossed the dagger aside, tangling his hand into my hair and yanking my head back so he could look directly into my eyes. The dangerous glint that lingered in his eyes made my heart skip a beat.

“Welcome to this world of mine, that I call hell.”

No matter how dark his words were, they ignited something inside of me, making my heart leap with happiness.

Theon…

You said that we were heaven and hell…but I promise, I’ll bring light to your darkness. I’ll be that ray of hope and happiness for you, even if you become my destruction…

I promise.