Claus. “No wonder they spend so much time together.”
"Come on; you aren't old before your time like Mr. Morganach, are you?" Claus turns and asks me. I get the feeling they aren’t going to drop this, no matter how much I tell them I don’t want to go.
"Fine," I mutter. "I need time to shower and get dressed."
"We will be fine waiting," Claus says. "Where is this cat familiar I've heard off?"
"She ran off when you got here," Sera explains as I walk away.
"Shame, I wanted to see her," I hear Claus say as I shut the door to my bedroom. I quickly shower and blow-dry my hair before straightening it and coming out into my bedroom with just a small towel wrapped around me. I nearly drop the towel as I jump out of skin as I see Nikoli going through my wardrobe.
"You have no sense of personal space, do you?" I ask, holding the towel tighter and feeling my body flush.
"No," he plainly replies, and he picks out a small black dress from the wardrobe and walks to the bed, laying it down. "You will wear this," he commands, never once looking at me as he goes to the door. As he opens it, words escape my lips without me willing wanting to say them. I just can't help myself.
"I'm not wearing that. You can't command me to do what you want. Wear what you want me too. I'm not your possession, and I will never be," I tell him and he shuts the door he just opened, turning around and taking three large steps until he is right in front of me. His hands snake around my waist, pulling me against his chest as I grip my towel tightly, not wanting to risk letting go to push him away.
"The second I saw you in that fucking gym, I knew in my soul that you were mine. Wear the dress, Alexandria," he tells me. A romantic statement mixed in with a threat. Why do I like it so much?
"No," I reply.
"Why are you testing me on everything?" he asks, a slight growl leaving his lisp. For just a second his eyes glow bright green, but in the next second, it is gone.
"Because, Mr. Lucifer, I won't be controlled by anyone. I know you are used to getting your own way, but so am I," I warn him.
"You are going to get yourself killed with that attitude," he warns me. “And I have a vested interest in keeping you alive, which is proving difficult.”
"At least I know you won’t kill me then. One person off my checklist of suspects," I try to joke, but Nick doesn’t even crack a little bit of a smile.
"It's not me you should fear, Lex. If you play the owned by no one card in front of my father, I won't be able to save you. No one will," he warns me. “He will make sure you suffer worse than you’ve ever suffered before.”
"I need to get dressed," I say, gulping down the fear that is building in my throat at the idea of meeting their father.
The flipping devil.
"Of course," he replies, letting me go, and I try to make my breathing calm as he heads to the door and pulls it open once again. "Although the sexy towel look suits you." Somehow he makes me smile with that comment as he closes the door and I look back at the plain black dress on the bed.
"I don't belong to anyone," I whisper the words I keep telling myself, what my dad told me. I have to believe in him, and I do because a deeper part of me knows it's what feels right.
The only person I belong to is me.
Chapter 17
One beautiful mate
Claus
The door of Lexi's bedroom opens, and we all turn to look as she walks out in a tight, pure white dress that showcases her amazing figure, hugging her curves to perfection.
"You chose that for her to wear? Good fucking job, everyone is going to be eating her up tonight," I harshly whisper to Nikoli as I walk past him and stop in front of Lexi. She looks up at me with those innocent, pale crystal-blue doe eyes and she parts her lips to talk. "Are you ready to leave?" I ask her before she can say anything to try and get out of it.
"Sure," she says, and I offer my arm out for her to hook hers through. To my