Marked by the Alpha

Chapter 25

“It’s the pack’s own,” Weston said, reading my mind. “It’s a private beach just to get away from all the stress and hard work that’s been put on us lately.”

“It’s beautiful,” I whispered, still observing the beach in awe.

“Not as beautiful as you,” Weston whispered, mainly to himself. His tone was sincere and it made my heart melt. Before I could say something, he took off his shoes with his feet. I did the same, kicking off my wedges, happy that it came off easily. He ran towards the water, still carrying me bridal style.

“Weston Marshall, you better no-“ I warned just before he threw me into the ice cold water, the water closing over me.

My head hit the surface. I saw Weston bent over, laughing. The bottoms of his jeans were the only ones getting wet from standing in the water just a couple inches away from me. Then, an idea popped into my head, a mischievous smile creeping on my lips.   

I faked a scream, going underwater and flapping my arms around so it looked like I was drowning. “Help!” I screamed. “West-“

“Danny?” I heard him say, shock evident in his voice. I heard the water splash, a sign that he went in, trying to save me.

I stood up straight, a smirk stretching across my face. I crossed my arms across my chest as Weston’s head broke the surface and he looked at me, eyes narrowed. His hair was drenched and so was his thin shirt, showing off his muscles. “Why you little liar,” He said.

I squealed and laughed as he caught me off guard, grabbing my legs from under the water and pulling me under. We stayed like that, playing like little kids at the beach. Splashing, laughing, screaming, and just having fun. It was something I needed and I was glad that he took me here.

I was sure my lips were already purple, judging from my quivering lips and my shaking body. I got cold fast and when I was cold, I was freezing cold. I tried to rub my arms up and down my arms, but nothing was working, seeing how I was still in this ice-cold water.

Weston tugged my arm until we reached the shore. “Gosh, you’re such a kill joy,” he groaned jokingly as I punched him and clicked my tongue. “I’m kidding.”

He motioned me to sit on the sand. “Ugh, you made me ruin Kelly’s dress. How am I going to –“ I shut my mouth closed and gulped as Weston took off the shirt that was plastered to his body and threw it to the ground. The water drops glistened under the moonlight on his now bare muscles. His back was faced to me and it took all my will power not to run my hands down his back as his muscles rippled with every movement.

His eyes met mine and he smirked as he noticed me checking him out. “What were you saying?” He joked, sitting down next to me. Honestly, I did forget what I was saying. He ran his hands up and down my arms, trying to warm me up. I laid my head on my shoulder and groaned as my teeth chattered.

“My lips are cold and numb. Thank you very much,” I said, still shaking.

“I have a solution for that.”

I gave him a look, his eyebrows waggling up and down jokingly. “May I kiss you, Daniella Saunders?”

“Hell no.”

“Oh come on, just one kiss?” He asked, giving me puppy dog eyes, his bottom lip jutting out. I didn’t say anything as his face neared mine.

I felt the magnetic pull as his lips touched mine softly.

He began to kiss me with hunger, his teeth nipping at my lips softly. I moaned gently as he began to push me down on the sand, his hand resting at my side, holding his weight off me. When he was literally on top of me, all of his body touching mine, I began to become breathless. The heat was inevitable, making me crave more of him.

He ran his hands up my arms and up my face until it tangled into my curling hair. My hands were on their own accord, roaming down his neck and down his glorious body. I softly and cautiously ran my hands down his abs and up his back, scratching softly and feeling the grains of sand on his body. He grunted and shivered.

When I was already becoming dizzy from being out of breath, Weston pulled away and rested his forehead against mine, panting. His eyes bored into mine, twinkling softly causing my heart to melt. I gulped and brought my hand to rest on his cheek.

Even after seeing this beautiful beach, the pretty stars glittering in the night sky, and the vast ocean that made me speechless, nothing compared to the person in front of me. He was the absolute core of beautiful itself. He was priceless and timeless and I could never get tired of him.

“I love you,” I whispered, running my thumb across his cheek. I couldn’t help the words that came out of my mouth. I didn’t regret it either. I really did love him. I didn’t think, I know.

His eyes widened in shock as he untangled his hands from my hair. Being a wolf and sensing him, I could tell he was indecisive. He didn’t know what to do next. He sat up, getting off me. Weston scratched the back of his neck nervously, before saying, “You  know – uh – um – I’ll be right back. I’ll just get the towel in the car so you can warm up.

I sat up too, a frown making its way on my face. I could feel the tears forming as I watched him walk to the car, his back muscles tense. Wrapping my arms around myself, I scolded myself for being so naive and actually thinking he’d say it back or thinking that he actually did love me. I was right, he was running away.

The echo of a gunshot interrupted my thoughts. My eyes flew open in shock.  The scene before me caused my heart to leap out of my chest. I heard a gut wrenching scream, only to find out that it was my own.  My eyes refused to believe what I had just witnessed.

Weston fell to the floor, grunting loudly and clutched his side where blood gushed out and rolled off his body, coloring the pure white sand.

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