Chapter 47. Stay of Execution

Becca's POV

I was already in bed when Alex entered the room.

It was completely dark, with the moonlight obscured by heavy curtains. I could sense his excitement, and in that moment, any hope of escaping this situation vanished. He stood beside the bed gazing down at me, as the scent of his arousal enveloped the room.

I tightly shut my eyes, attempting to block out the reality of the moment.

The bathroom door swung open, and a few minutes later, I could hear the shower running. Once he was done, he came back and took a seat next to me on the bed.

"Becca," he murmured, cupping my face gently in his hands. His voice was soft and almost tender, yet it failed to soothe the turbulent emotions swirling within me. He began kissing my face with care, savoring each moment. Gradually, I opened my eyes, a silent plea shining through them.

However, he showed no empathy towards my emotions.

"You are my mate and I have every right to you.