AGAINST HER WILL

VALERIE "Valerie," Shawn calls knocking at the door to my room. "Go away!" I say scowling at the closed door. I know very well he is able to break that door in a snap, but still I want to try hard to do something, anything. Immediately the bulb in my head flashes. "Open the door or else I will break it!" he says his tone casual but I trace the warning in it. "You are not my Alpha!" I say screaming. "Fine, as you wish. But don't blame me!" he says and I know he's ready to break the door. I look at the bed and smile at my quick thinking and go to open the door with a frown. "I hate you!" I grumble. He looks at the bed and growls when he sees the five small silver cushions I've placed in the middle dividing the bed into two. "What the hell is this?" he asks growling. "That is your side." I say pointing at the side with no covers, "and this is mine." I state and head to lie down on my side, the one which has covers. There's only one in this bed and I won't share my covers with him. Idiot forced me into sharing a room with him. Oh, Okay... Agreed he didn't force me but the way he said he'll come after me every time made my wolf howl in joy. She was purring inside me for him. If it was up to her she would have been a marked and mated wolf by now! Stupid female. I was utterly overwhelmed by what he said and again in that moment of madness, I agreed. My common sense died the moment I came to know he is my mate. I'm pulling the blanket up when Shawn throws the pillows one after the other outside the door, into the passage. I see the glare he's giving me and I'm sure it matches my own. I'm gritting my teeth and holding the covers in such a tight grip, I'm surprised they doesn't rip. I close my eyes, take a deep breath but it doesn't work so instead I count one to ten to calm myself. When I open my eyes, he's taking off his shirt. "What the hell are you doing?" I scream but I don't take my gaze off his perfect abs. "I sleep without one. I wouldn't mind if you do it." Shawn says with a smirk while I glare at his.... Do not look at his abs Valerie! "You said you will not try anything!" I snap at him getting up from the bed and standing opposite to him. "I do not recall saying that." he says feigning innocence and then undoes his pants zipper. I gulp and turn to look at the grey walls. "You said you will not try to mark and mate with me." I say still looking at the grey walls. "Yeah! Damned fool." he says in a tone that implies he regrets promising that. He starts removing his pants and he's standing in his boxer's seconds later. Ooh! My mate is hot. "I don't see myself doing either. I am just removing my shirt." he says faking innocence. "And by the looks from you I feel you are tempted to do it. Finding hard to resist me Valerie?" he asks, his tone cocky. "You no good, vicious son of a-" I say but I'm cut off by him. "I see you have a colorful vocabulary...." he starts. "Get out!" I shriek. "I cannot understand you. I am not doing anything and you still have a problem." He snaps walking towards me. "I hate you! You are a bully, you big, arroga-" it's all I get to say before he catches me, pulls me to his arms and crashes his lips against mine. I hit his chest but that doesn't seem to have any effect on him. He's more demanding in the kiss. I try my best to fight him but the kiss is deep and then just like that I start kissing him back. "I am all that and more." He says pulling away leaving me flushed. "Now tell me what your problem is." He's right, he isn't doing anything but the problem is with me. I want him, that's my problem. I want this rhinoceros. I'm trying my best to control myself but his actions aren't helping. It isn't just my fault; my wolf is crazy about him. She's ready to give herself to him right now. I don't reply. Instead, I turn and sit on the bed, place the head pillow on the edge of the bed because I have the habit of rolling and falling from the bed. I lie down close to the pillow leaving most of the bed for him and close my eyes. I feel him staring at me for a whole minute before switching off the lights and lying beside me. I feel him pulling the covers. I don't want to share my covers with him. Sharing the bed is too much, nothing more. So, I hold the covers in a tight grip. "The quarter of it is enough for your size." he says and pulls the cover completely from me. "I hate you!" I say growling at him. "So you keep telling me, but we both know what you want!" he says and I turn to look at him. He has already closed his eyes but I know he isn't asleep. I pull the covers all over me, so that it covers my face. Shawn drags it down, "Bad habit." he says and again closes his eyes. I growl at him but I don't say anything. Why start another argument? My heart is thumping real fast and my wolf is purring inside me. She wants him to hold her. Ignoring her, I turn with my back to him and bring my knees close to my chest. "Don't even think about uppie downie" I say and feel the mattress shaking from his laughter. I drift off in my sleep once when I feel him wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me closer to himself. "Mine!" he says placing a kiss on my cheek. I feel my wolf sighing at this. I close my eyes and pretend to be asleep. His hands slide inside my shirt and I shiver. He chuckles at that but doesn't say anything. I close my eyes. The next time I open my eyes, I feel Shawn kissing my forehead. "Good morning" he whispers and I blink a few times. "What time is it?" I ask, my tone still sleepy. "10:33." "What?" I exclaim throwing the covers and get up from the bed. I have to drop Patrick to school. I look at him and he's still in his boxers and he has the just-woke-up look in his face. "Good morning" I murmur walking towards the bathroom. I'm in the kitchen preparing for my revenge. Revenge because he kissed me forcefully and slid his hands inside my shirt, last night. Okay, May be I liked it.... but I'm not going to admit that to him. I loosen the handle of the tap so that when Shawn taps it, the handle will break loose releasing the water flow. The rest will be done by me. I hear the bathroom door opening and prepare myself. I go and sit on the stool beside the kitchen counter eating the scrambled eggs I asked Edith to send for us. Idiot has a huge empty fridge in his house! A few minutes later, Shawn comes downstairs dressed in a black t-shirt with dark blue jeans. He looks sexy; too bad I'm going to soak him. "You still love eggs, I see." he says sitting next to me. "How do you know I love eggs?" I ask in surprise. "All thanks to Amelia." he says and I wince. I've never gone to talk to my mother ever since I shouted at her. I have been avoiding her which is so wrong of me. "Are you okay?" he asks, tugging a strand of my hair behind by ears. I nod at him and take another mouthful. Neither of us says anything after that and I'm pleased. Shawn being a typical hungry male wolf finishes eating before me. He goes to wash his hands and I sit up straight waiting for the water to flow. "Fuck!" he curses trying to fix the holder back and I have to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing. The water sprinkles completely soaking his shirt. He moves a little left from the basin and I choose that as my chance. He has his back to me and I am fortunate for that. I focus on the water, ignoring the curses coming from Shawn. Once I'm sure that the water will dance according to my moves, I use my middle and index fingers, guiding the water to flow left and the result is more curses from Shawn. He then moves to the right side of the basin still trying to control the water by covering the opening with his palm, I motion for the water to move right. He moves straight, left, right, anywhere, the water follows him. No matter what he tries, he can't stop the water. By now Shawn is completely wet and I can't control my laughter. He turns to glare at me and I laugh louder by hitting my palm on the kitchen counter. I feel really good seeing him getting annoyed like this. He then removes his t-shirt and tries covering the holder, still no use. If only he knew I was the one behind this! The kitchen floor is wet and I don't want the entire house to be flooded. "Move." I say getting up from my stool. I stand next to Shawn but I make sure the water will only hit him and not me. I don't want to ruin my blue jeans and red t-shirt. I walk towards the basin, Shawn is trying his best but there's no sign of water stopping. I look at him; the water is dripping from his chin and flowing down on his perfect abs. It adds to his sexiness. Damn! Pervert Valerie. I shake my head a few times too stop myself from perving on my mate. "Move." I say again but he continues ignoring me. So I bump my shoulder against his pushing him aside and I gasp when electric courses through my body from that little contact. The stupid water then drenches me. I can hear his muffled laughter and he pretends to cough when he sees my glare. Like hell I will fall for that! I cover my palm on the opening and immediately focus on the water, sending it backwards. It gives me enough time to cover the mouth with the holder and completely stop the water from flowing. "How the hell did you do that?" Shawn asks outraged because it is a huge damage to his ego. "The water likes me" I tell him smirking. He's shirtless and it is slightly disturbing so I take a step to walk away and the water on the kitchen floor splashes. "Shit!" "Leave it, I'll ask someone to clean it." he says and my blood boils. "Why someone?" I ask annoyed. "Why should someone else do it when it is my fault?" I say and go to get the mop. "Your fault?" he asks cocking an eyebrow. Crap! I really do have a big mouth. "I loosened the handle." I say running away from the kitchen. ***** "No." I tell Shawn when he's about to put another flavored box of cereals in the cart. "What if you need it later?" he queries. "I won't. Now put them back." I say and push the cart forward. We are in the food isle shopping to fill the empty fridge. The amount of shopping we have done so far will be enough to fill a whole kitchen. Ignoring whatever I'm saying, Shawn still drops the box in the cart. "Next?" he asks me. "Ketchup, vinegar, olive oil." I say. He nods and goes to get the items. "And chocolate syrup." I say loudly. "Okay, I need.... Garlic paste and Pickles" I say and go to another isle. I'm confused between a lime and mango flavor of the pickles when Shawn comes and drops all the things I had asked before. "Which one?" I ask him. He shakes his head, takes both containers from me and drops them in the cart. I keep back the lime flavor. "You may need it." "No." "What if you need it and it is not there?" "I said, I won't-" "Dorah Karen!" I hear someone saying and I stopped arguing with Shawn. "What?" he asks me, "I knew you would need it." "I don't need-" "OMG! It is Dorah Karen!" I hear a woman shrieking like an excited five year old. I look back and everyone is busy with their own work. "Excuse me." I hear the same voice saying. Shawn turns to look behind his shoulder and moves a little and that is when I see a few ladies standing behind him and grinning. "You are Dorah? The author of 'Sold'?" One of the ladies asks with a huge smile on her face. I simply nod. I recognise another one in the front. Obviously she would know who I am. "Hi Brianna." I say waving my hand at her. She is a wedding planner; her husband is the manager of my publishing company and she has attended my book release parties. I am known as Dorah to everyone there. "Hi.... Such a long time." she says extending her hand to me and I shake it. "Are you researching for the next book here?" she asks me. I look at Shawn and he raises an eyebrow at me. I give him a 'we-will-talk-later' look and he nods. "No, I'm here for a... family business." I say smiling. "You?" "Work." she says. "You know, I was just shopping here and my niece recognised you. She is a huge fan of your writing!" "Hi." I say to a young girl beside her. She looks around sixteen to seventeen and she's blushing. I always like when I meet my fans. "She wants your autograph." Brianna says and I chuckle. The girl turns bright red and I smile at her. But my smile turns into a frown when I see her stealing glances at Shawn. She's blushing looking at my mate. I don't like this fan though! Without a second thought, I growl. "I do not have a pen!" I snap. "Do you have a pen?" she asks seductively, taking a step towards Shawn and my wolf wants to kill her. I don't know if it is me or she has really used that seductive tone but either way, I want to throttle that female's neck. "Oh! I have." one of the ladies says. She pushes the teen girl aside and comes forward handing me her pen and a tissue paper. "I am such a huge fan of yours Dorah. I love your book, Sold. I literally cried in the part when her own father trades her...." The lady continues breathlessly while I sign. My focus is on the girl. I'm waiting for her to make a wrong move so that I can attack her. Great! Bitchy Valerie. "I want your signature too. If only I had your book right now then I would literally have an autographed version of your book!" another one says. I look at the teen girl who's still looking at Shawn, who is staring at me with a small frown on his face. The next half an hour is spend like that. I'm sure everyone in the city has come to know that I am the writer Dorah Karen! Damn! My one secret is out. I'm surrounded by a crowd of people who were just curious why these ladies were acting weird until Shawn drags me out holding my wrists. "Is he your boyfriend?" a guy asks checking me out. "Mind your own business!" Shawn says to the guy. "Let the pretty girl answer." his friend says. Shawn growls loudly and takes a step towards him. They are all humans and I know how dangerously possessive male wolves can get, so I step in between and stop Shawn by holding his arms, ignoring the tingles spreading through my body. "Let's go." I say to him. "Is he?" another guy asks. It's really irritating me plus the girl isn't helping so I retort "Yes," pulling Shawn with me. He's staring at me with those stunning blue eyes that immediately makes my knees to go weak. My cheeks are on fire. There are boos and awes coming from the crowd. A small bitch part in me wants to see that teen girl's reaction. My wolf and I are pleased when we see the frown on her face. Serves her right for trying to flirt with my mate! Shawn catches my wrists again and we walk out, before anyone can follow us. He doesn't say anything until we are locked inside his car. "So-" he starts smirking. "Not. One. word!" I hiss cutting him off and he laughs. "I would not have allowed you to say no. Why would I when I know you are desperate to be my girlfriend!" he says smirking. Oh! How I wish to wipe it off his face. "Well, it's good to know your ego isn't damaged." I say sarcastically and he laughs louder. "Bloody Rhinoceros!" I mutter. Someone knocks the window and I see a guy holding bags. Shawn opens the back door and the guy keeps the items in the backseat. Urrgh! When will he learn to do his own work? "I am being honest." Shawn continues as if we haven't been interrupted by that guy. "I am being honest." I say mimicking him and he chuckles. "I am, but you are not." He says and I catch my breath. "You didn't tell me you are a writer." he says accusingly and I sigh. "What is there to tell? It's my job!" I say frowning, while he starts driving. "How many books have you written?" he asks. Way to damage my ego. "Three." I say dryly. "Since when?" "Can we talk about this later? You have hurt my pride enough!" I snap and turn to look at the items. The first thing I see is lime pickles. "I said I didn't need it!" "You will." "Do you like lime?" I ask him because he's insisting in buying it. "Kind of." "Figures." I say. "Why?" "You have a lime tree next to the patio." I say. The smell from the leaves is amazing. "Oh! That tree, grandma planted It." he says and I gasp. Shawn's grandma is one of the six wolves who killed themselves for me to shift. "Shawn?" I call in a whisper. "I want to visit your grandma's grave."