Alpha Clayden's Human Mate

Kassandra's POV

"So you are really playing this with me, huh, Kassandra?"

The coldness and danger in his voice sent a shiver down my spine, yet I stood my ground despite the chill on my feet and the trembling of my knees. I stole a glance behind me to ensure I hadn't moved any closer to the railing, but to my dismay, I was only a step away. Though a groan of regret threatened to escape, I kept my composure and refused to show any signs of weakness.

Damn, Kassandra. You could have just run outside the unit instead of gushing out this narrow balcony! I annoyingly blamed myself inside my head.

My gaze returns to the man in the all-black suit standing before me. The light of the almost-full moon reflects off his pallid face, save for his blood-red lips. He looks like death, but he stands here, alive and dangerous. I shake my head to dispel the thought. He's clearly determined to destroy me, and I must remain vigilant.

Summoning my courage, I let out a sarcastic laugh before meeting his gaze. "I'm curious, Sir," I said, still holding his stare. "Just how far are you willing to go for this?"

His jaw is clenched at the moment but then again, I remain standing firm.

He look to his right as he chew the other side of his cheek and later on, he smirk this time from that moment, I gasp loudly and sat down immediately on top of the railings-raising my right hand away from his hold. He walks closer to me and is now leaning both of his arms on both sides, still showing me that nerve-wracking smirk that no one can pull off but only this man.

"What far, Kassandra? I could go this close, hmm?" He whispered while staring straight into my eyes. I notice how his gaze slowly moves down my neck. His lips are parted apart as he stares down a part of my neck like a hungry predator.

I am shaking, I must admit. What the hell is he thinking?

"Move, Clayden," I do not know how it turned out like a moan but I stayed still on my spot. I am scared that I might fall any second but I wanted to confirm something so bad. And the desperation of this man is making me die more in curiosity.

Forget about the railings where I am currently on, curiosity kills more than falling from the 22nd floor.

God, I am crazy.

He raises his gaze back at me, weighing my reaction. He then leans closer so I move farther from him since he is now very close to the flash drive that I am keeping from him.

"You really want this hard hu-"

"If you want this, then get it,"

Without any second thoughts, I let myself fall from the balcony. My eyes are fixed on the only person who is looking at me from the same spot. I even saw how his tongue poke the inside of his cheeks while seriously looking at me-falling.

At that point, I closed my eyes and wants to cry already. Am I going to die like thi-

"You gutsy little kitten," I heard a whisper so I open my eyes.

I still can feel that we are falling but I felt safe this time in between this man's arms. My eyes are straight looking at his and in a split second, I am sure that his eyes turned blue when he growls a little. I started to panic when the horning cars are very close already-which means that we are near the ground but just like that one night last winter, a swift wind moved after my ears and eyes; and now, I am back in my unit's balcony-alone.

I fall to my knees, still shaking.

"So it's true..." I whispered to myself, my body slick with sweat.

I'm bound to be his mate.