Chapter 8 Giving Her A Bath

Bryon POV

Pulling her gown up to her head was one thing, taking her to the bathroom was another thing altogether and it took me all the self-control on the entire planet to scrub her body. I didn't know I could do that, I need an award.

I tried to imagine a whole different scenario while in the bathroom but it was close to impossible as my little brother was already so hard down there. Thankfully she didn't notice that fact. This lady is a tempting seductress, everything about her is just so perfect, with my teeth gritted, I overcame the battle.

I marvelled when she asked me to wash her clitoris and it was clear what her aim was. That point should have been my falling point but then I didn't come this far as an alpha to fall into a petite trap like this. I am not just an ordinary Alpha in the first place.

Taking her back to the room, I dressed her up as quickly as I could then brought out Sherie's first aid box, which was filled with herbs.

"Can you operate and regulate what's going on in your park while you're here?" She asked out of the blue, I felt like giving her a silent treatment, she should know better than to start up a conversation when I'm trying to focus.

"Yes," I replied trying to bring an end to the chit-chat already, I ain't in for that in any way.

"But then what if there's an attack, how will you get to them?" She asked further, obviously not getting the signal I'm trying to pass to her or perhaps she's just trying to get on my nerves.

"I have my ways," I replied, a bit irritated by her too many questions, she should zip her lips and let me get this over with and get the fuck out of her room.

"So have you found your mate?" The question completely threw me off balance.

"You should answer that yourself," I replied simply as I continued cleaning the surface of her injury.

"Oh, but from my experience as an Alpha, you know that most times, attacks can come in at any time of the day and if you don't get the signal on time, you're jeopardizing the life of your people, attacks don't come directly to an Alpha, his people are usually the target.

Don't you think your people's lives are at risk with their Alpha operating from a faraway place?" I didn't say a word as I continued applying herbs to the injury, she should suit herself, she could well answer her question herself.

"Ahhhhh." She screamed as I tried to clean up the surface of the injury.

"Sorry," I voiced out immediately as I blew air continuously on the wound.

"Come to think of it." There she goes again, can't this lady shut her lips for a second at least? I couldn't help rolling my eyes at her.

"An Alpha's major priority is his people, your life should lie on the happiness of your people most Alpha's I've met over the years, live for their people. Yours seems entirely different." She continued as I used the bandage on her injury, happy that I would leave her room real soon.

"How did you conclude that mine is different?" I didn't even know what prompted me to ask her that question, perhaps because she talks like she knows it all, as though she sees the end from the beginning.

"Well, judging from the fact that you're so far from your people, if you have their interest at heart you will be close to them or is there more to the story?" She asserted, I looked up at her with a smirk then bent my head back on her injury.

"I thought you knew it all, I'm sure you don't mind me asking, how long did you rule your people before the unplanned coup, or should I say the willing coup happened?"I inquired with a raised eyebrow as I slowly brought her clothes down as I was done dressing her wound.

"Well, five years." She replied while fiddling with her fingers.

I grinned lightly, "Yet you talk as though you were an alpha for twenty years, you might call five years of experience worth knowing everything but trust me, it's nothing. You know nothing." I let out, a little bit riled up but then I had to get myself calm, everyone would think and say the same way she does.

"So how many years have you been in your position?" She inquired, I shook my jaw lightly with a stoic expression.

"Twenty-two years," I replied as I sat on the stool beside her bed.

"Are you serious, then I can only wonder how old you are." She let out, I stood up and walked towards the glass frame and viewed down, the view always brings a kind of peace to me.

"Bring her food to her room now." I mind-linked to the butler as I walked back to her with my hands in my pants pocket.

"So how old are you?" I inquired, suddenly in the mood for a conversation.

"I'm twenty-five years old." She replied, obviously interested in the conversation.

"You're pretty young," I said and just then a knock came on the door and I muttered come in.

"Here is the food my Alpha." He let out as he stretched his hand towards me, I turned to my left and dragged a stool closer to me then signaled him to drop the tray on top of there, he did that and left immediately.

I helped her sit up and then sat on the bed, she didn't say a word as I began to feed her hungry, I pitied her for a split moment, she could have had breakfast a long time ago if she hadn't had any form of injury nor had to wait for me to bath her.

"So you don't want to tell me your age?" She inquired, perhaps she was almost full judging from the fact back in her mood of interrogation, she would do well as an investigator.

"I'm thirty-seven years old." She choked on her food instantly and began to cough. I patted her chest lightly as I helped her with a glass of water, after gulping it down slowly she mumbled a thanks and returned the glass to me.

"I wasn't expecting that." She added as I continued feeding her.

"So what age did you take over as the Alpha?" She asked again as I dropped the tray on the stool and helped her with a glass of water again.

I felt a light bang in my head but then I ignored it and turned to her. "I took over my position at the age of fifteen," I replied while staring deep into her eyes.

"Yeah, I had circumstances that pushed me to do that..."

"Thirsty!"My wolf echoed in my head and I shut my eyes immediately.

I felt my veins all pop out on my forehead and my claws elongated.

"Mate!"