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

Chapter 53

53. Insecurity

YILEYNA

I awoke with a start, jolting upright in bed. I scanned the room frantically.

Alone.

I was alone.

My heart was pounding, and once again, the nightmare of the night my parents were killed was replaying in my mind. I ran my trembling hand through my hair, closing my eyes as the emotions that I tried to control hit me full force.

Focus Yileyna, it’s ok. It’s going to be ok…

No, it wasn’t ok… They died saving me and were marked as traitors. They were not traitors!

I had to prove their innocence! I had to…

Goddess…

I wrapped my arms around my legs, burying my head in my knees.

Focus.

Breathe…

What time was it? Where was Theon? Was he still not back?

‘They’re dead.’ Theon’s words from that night rang in my head, I felt the crushing agony in my chest break its restraint and hit me brutally. It was my fault. They died because of me.

I won’t cry.

I can’t.

But I was unable to stop the tears from streaming down my cheeks as I pressed a fist against my chest, trying to control the pain that threatened to drown me.

It was my fault. They died because I was out there… Dad came to protect me.

A strangled sob left my lips, and I curled up, dropping onto my side. The memories of that night, the wolves… the bodies… the fire… they played before my eyes like a horror show on repeat.

Stop. Stop, Yileyna… This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Think of something else…

Why did I have these odd abilities? How was it possible? The daughter of two werewolves having elemental magic?

I didn’t look like them. The fear of the unknown terrified me and I wanted it all to just go away. The bedroom door opened, and I quickly tried to cover my face, hoping Theon thought I was asleep “Yileyna.”

I tried to turn away, not wanting him to see my tears, but he was stronger than me, taking hold of my arms and forcing me to turn towards him. A frown creased his brow, his shirt was hanging open, his hair was a mess as if he had run his fingers through it repeatedly, and the distinct smell of alcohol was coming from him.

I looked away, not wanting him to see the tears that were streaming down my cheeks.

“What happened?”

His voice was husky and low, but it was missing the coldness it usually held, almost sounding ‘concerned.

I hated being weak, I hated him seeing me like this. “Nothing. Nothing happened.” I whispered, trying to pull free from his hold, but he refused to let me go, pulling me upright and straight into his arms. My breath hitched, I fought to control my emotions as he held me tightly.

“What’s wrong, little storm?” He whispered, stroking my back.

I was unable to control the sob that left my lips.

I couldn’t reply, knowing if I did, I would lose all control of my emotions. I locked my arms around his neck and he instantly pulled me closer, sitting back on the ground with me straddling him. My breasts were crushed against his chest, and his arms felt like a shield, protecting me from the world as he gently rocked me in his lap.

It didn’t seem like it was something Theon would do, sure he was comforting, but the emotions and concern that seemed to be in his eyes and touch… Maybe it was the alcohol in his system, but I didn’t care, I needed something to keep me tethered from drowning in my pain, and he was here for me. He

rubbed my back, sending sparks of pleasure through me, burying his head in my neck. We remained like that for a while, his scent and touch giving me the strength I needed to regain control of my emotions.

“Talk to me, Yileyna.”

I know we argued earlier, but I was ready to open up to him. I was tired of keeping it inside. But I couldn’t talk about them when they were branded traitors.

“I miss them.” I whispered, pulling back so I could look into those amber eyes that I loved so much.

His eyes shadowed and he looked away.

“I know…”

“I don’t care… I don’t care if one of them or both are not my blood, they are still my parents.

They were my world.” I said quietly.

I knew the revelation from earlier had only triggered these emotions within me, but I couldn’t stop them.

He nodded, but didn’t say anything. Instead, he reached up and cupped my neck, his thumbs brushing away my tears, only for more to fall in their place.

“I lost them… Then I felt like everything was being snatched from my grasp… I know you deserve to be Beta… But when it was taken away from me, I felt like the last part of Mom and Dad I had was taken from me too.” I couldn’t look into his eyes anymore.

I hated feeling so vulnerable, but I wasn’t able to control these emotions. I was breaking and I needed to tell someone…

I gripped his wrists, the pain of my memories twisting within me. “I’m scared of losing everything I love…” I said quietly, looking up into his shimmering eyes. I’m scared of losing you. I love you. I didn’t need to

say it because I knew he understood.

Would I push him away by acting so vulnerable and needy? I wasn’t sure, but I couldn’t keep it inside of me any longer. It hurt so much…

“Your parents…” I wasn’t sure what he was going to say but he took a deep breath, looking at me sharply, and I knew he had changed his mind. “They were traitors. Let the pain go.” I shook my head.

“No, they were framed. My parents are not traitors. Something or someone did this. I knew my parents, they would never do this.” I said desperately. How can he say that? He knew my father! “And I’m going to find out the truth.”

He frowned; his eyes sharp as he tilted my head up slightly. “You might regret what you find out.” He said quietly.

“No, I won’t, because I know they were innocent.”

Our eyes met, and he didn’t reply, before clenching his jaw and nodding slightly.

“You’re strong Yileyna… Even when the world turns its back on you, I know you’ll be ok.” He said quietly, almost as if he was speaking to himself over me. It confused me but I still nodded.

“I will.”

As long as I have you, I will be.

“Promise me, that no matter what happens… you will always stay strong.” He whispered huskily, his gaze dipping to my lips. 1

“I promise.”

Because I have you.!

His warm breath fanned my face, his scent intoxicated me, and my heart pounded.

“You’re my beautiful distraction, little storm.” He murmured, his lips grazing mine, letting an intense electrifying spark course through me. And you have become my world.

“I love you.” I whispered.

His heart was thudding, his grip on my neck and face firm as he pulled me close, sealing our lips in a deep, intense kiss that was fuelled with emotions that were far too many to ever put into words.

His hand tangled into my hair, our lips moving against the others. My tears still trickled down my cheeks, yet I was drowning in his touch. His tongue ran along my lips seeking entrance, and I slowly parted them, moaning when it slipped into my mouth.

My pussy throbbed as he drowned me in pleasure that only he could inflict upon me.

His free hand raked down my body, squeezing my ass and kissing me harder. Pulling me down on top of him, his lips never left mine. As if kissing me was his very lifeline.

His hand slipped under the nightdress I was wearing, tugging at my lacy panties. He broke away suddenly, a growl ripping from his lips before he flipped us over. My back hit the cold floor and I stared into his shimmering gold eyes for a second. His heart was racing, and a deep frown was on his face. With one pull, he ripped my silk nightdress off, and I reached up, tugging open his shirt, letting my gaze run over his chest. Admiring every ridge and curve of his godly body. I ran my hand down his chest, loving the feel of his firm body beneath my fingers, but the moment my fingertips grazed against his nipples, making me whimper, he had my hands pinned to the ground. His body was on top of mine, his free hand cupping my thigh as he caressed it. Biting into my shoulder, he kissed me sensually. I cried out as pain and pleasure rippled through me. His tongue flicked the blood from the bite before he placed

another hungry kiss there, letting go of my wrists, only for me to seize the moment and flipping us over so I was on top.

“My turn.” I whispered. He yanked my head down, kissing my lips once more before I pulled away, kissing him along his jaw. Goddess, he was perfect… I ran my hands down his chest, not caring that I was digging my nails into him. The way his eyes flashed, and the way he throbbed in his pants, told me he liked it. Bending down, I kissed his neck, sucking hard in the most sensitive spot. His hand tangled in my hair, yanking me back.

“Fuck.” He growled, flipping us over, he looked down at me with those eyes that were full of pure desire and hunger.

I struggled, but he had my hips between his knees, reaching for the belt in his pants. I licked my lips. My core clenching as he slid his belt out, a dangerous glint in his eyes as he pulled the belt taut in his hands.

Fuck me, baby.

“My turn.” He said in a deep sexy growl, making my eyes widen. He gave me a small smirk and bent down, placing tantalising teasing kisses along my neck, massaging me over my soaking panties. “Tell me, little storm, do you trust me?” I didn’t need to think about it.

“Yes. Yes, I do.” I whimpered, my eyes flying open as I stared into his glowing orbs.

Those emotions… but he closed his eyes, and it was gone, replaced by a dangerous predatorial smirk as he sat back, yanking me up and rolling me onto my stomach. My entire body was tingling with anticipation and pleasure. My heart was pounding as he kissed the back of my neck.

“Perfect.” He whispered, and then he pulled both my arms behind my back, tying them up with his belt. “Then let’s play.”