Alpha Under Love Spell

The darkness outside was turning into a pink hue. Maeve’s whole body was aching. She was unable to open her eyes, yet her heart was happy, content. She had never felt such happiness, such tenderness, all her life.

She looked at the clock in the room and saw that it was time for her to leave. But her whole body was unable to move. The handsome man lying naked next to her had worn her down. He had kissed her to his heart's content, bit her, licked her and made love to her to his heart’s content.

She shifted a little and looked at the naked man lying next to her. His eyes were closed, and he was breathing softly. Maeve smiled and traced her forefinger from his forehead to his chin. That man’s face was flawless.

“What did he say his name was? Yeah, Thor! You are… so… nice!” said Maeve and smiled at Thorin. She again glanced at the clock. She knew she had to leave. Her flight would leave soon, and her piblings would berate her if she were unable to catch her flight. She had no idea if her uncle was back from the hospital. For a second, hate flashed on her face after remembering what her uncle tried to do to her.

She came to the richest town in the world, Kaldreth, for an interview, and that interview went fantastically. She got the internship. But now she had to go back to her small town, Veyantara. She looked at Thorin and kissed him on his forehead. “Thor! Thor!” she called after him, but he just moaned and shifted his head on his pillow. He didn’t wake up.

Maeve bit her lips and got off the bed. Her knees were shaking after the rigorous sex session she had last night, every ache, every hickey was proof of her loving last night's adventure. She lost her virginity to a sweet stranger and was happy about it. He was so good, so tender, so caring with her. He kept guiding her all night, and she loved every moment of it. She wanted to tell him everything about herself. But she had no time. She had no time to even think of why her hickeys were still there. Why hadn’t they vanished by then?

She grabbed her green dress from the floor and quickly got dressed up. She looked around and saw a notepad lying around. She wrote her full name, her address and her phone number on that note. After tearing up the paper, she looked for the perfect place to put the paper where Thorin would see it without any effort. The table next to the door was the perfect place. She placed the paper on it and looked back again at Thorin.

He looked mesmerising while sleeping. Hell! He looked mesmerising at every point she was with him. That man, that handsome man, that caring man, said ‘I love you’ to her last night, and she, too, lost her heart. She wanted to kiss him goodbye, but she really had no more time.

She walked out of the room and shut the door as softly as she could. She didn’t realise that when she closed the door, the piece of paper flew away from the table and landed on the floor. She was not thinking about the draft of air when she would close the door. She was just thinking about how she would have to run to the receptionist to grab her bag.

The moment she closed the door, a yelp escaped from her mouth. Four large men were sitting on the floor next to the door, sleeping, drooling from their mouths. She knew these men. She had seen them with Thorin when they helped her escape those large bullies.

But why were they sleeping on the hotel floor, that too sitting and propped against the wall? As far as she knew, by the room Thorin took her into to escape and help, it was clear that they were rich people. After all, no poor people lived in Kaldreth, so why were they sleeping on the floor instead of booking a room for themselves?

“Shit! Did they hear our noises? Thor and I made so much noise!! Oh no!” she cried and ran as fast as her feet could take her away. She didn’t want to face those men. She was embarrassed. And she was late, super late.

She ran to the reception area. For a second, her feet stopped. She thought back to her friends, they were staying in the hotel, ready to insult her, harm her, and Thorin had helped her last night escape everything. What if she saw them again? How would she escape then? But she had no other options; she had to leave.

She straightened her dress and walked up to the reception area. She pointed at her luggage sitting quietly behind the counter, and the receptionist handed her the bag with a polite smile on his face. Maeve sighed once, looked back at the elevator she climbed up with Thorin and said goodbye in her heart.

She ran outside and hailed a taxi. She didn’t have much time to wait for the bus. Running and sprinting, she somehow reached the boarding area at the very last minute and boarded the flight. She caught her breath only after she sat down in her seat. She closed her eyes, trying to get a few minutes of sleep, as Thorin had not let her sleep the whole night, and that night was going to change her life forever.

She kept dreaming about the last night when an air hostess woke her up and informed her that she was back in her town, Veyantara. She opened her eyes and sighed with dread, as now she would have to face her bully piblings. She just hoped that they were still in the hospital.

As she was not in a hurry to reach her house, she took the bus and finally reached her house. She was happy to see her mother and grandmother, but not her uncle and aunt. She rang the doorbell, and the door opened. She looked at who opened the door, and the thing she was dredging appeared before her.

“Welcome, slut! You broke my husband’s nose, and now you will pay for it!!” snapped Mara Carringtion, Maeve’s aunt.