She began to slip away from him, a sigh of relief crossing through her lips, her mind moving to the mess on the floor needing cleaned. Until she felt his hand close upon her and spin her back into his embrace like a private dance. Her hackles rose for a moment as she felt the shift in his demeanor. This was no longer an Alpha trying to control. Her wolf rose against her in joy, as if to say, "He finally noticed!". But her heart was racing from a bit of cold fear. It was a soft scent that didn't blend well with the other scents.<br/><br/>Then the steady grey of his no sightless eyes caught her attention. She didn't even feel him trap her softly against an empty wall. Her lips parted more as his head came down to lean against her own, forehead to forehead. Then he scented her, truly taking all of her into himself. It was only instinctive that she did the same of him. The fear turning into another kind altogether. This wolf that had her trapped was her match. But she wasn't ready for it! She whined just slightly as his scent infiltrated all of her senses. It causing her own eyes to become half-lidded. His pheromones pulling at her.<br/><br/>She breathed him in, and out again, all of the scents that were him pulling on everything within her. She wanted, and feared both. She didn't even know he had taken her hand and placed it upon the nape of his neck, giving her that instinctive feeling that she had control of what was happening. Even if she did not. Not even a little bit. She was scrambling against herself in a losing battle.<br/><br/>Her hand flexed over the spot on his neck as his lips teased the nape of her neck with his hot breath. Already he was marking her, making her his with his scent. Her breath stilled at the sensation. It was both desired and frightening. It wasn't supposed to happen this way. It wasn't supposed to be just this simple. She didn't know this Alpha, or his abilities! She couldn't accept him this way!<br/><br/>Those were the thoughts on the surface, but already her body shifted with each touch, responsive and receptive to his advances. Already accepting of his marking, his claim. Another whine of protest escaped, followed by a soft whine of need as he sniffed at her pulse. It felt awkwardly slow to her, but to him it would have been fast with excitement. Something that became even more prominent the moment he pulled her closer to his form with his arm.<br/><br/>His broad chest met her own feminine curves, causing another soft whine of need to escape her lips. Her scent changing to match his own, while her mind raced trying to find a way to move from this moment. Afraid of falling into his arms completely. The growl that emanated from his chest vibrated throughout her entire body to her core and she let out a soft sigh, her tense body softening in his hold.<br/><br/>She jolted slightly as his soft lips found the pulse in her neck and moved down it gently to her shoulder. Her fingers slipping up to curl into his soft hair on his head. For a moment, and a second moment she did nothing... trying to still fight against the pull of her instincts. Then she tilted her head to the side slightly. Her life was his if he chose to take it in that moment. A sign that his advances were not unwelcome, and perhaps even desired.<br/><br/>She didn't even know she had done so until he pulled back from her fully and took her free hand to place it against his cheek. Then he rolled his neck and caught at her palm with his teeth and tongue. Gently, playfully, and full of purpose for a wolf. If his intentions before had not been clear, it was now as his new scent hit her nose. His scent calling on her to mate, to be his. She pulled back a bit, startled by the intoxicating scent. She whined again her eyes closing for a moment as she tried to pull away.<br/><br/>When she opened them again a second later, her own nose was at his pulse and inhaling deeply of it, her tongue darting out to lap at it once, twice and then to pull away. Her eyes took in his flush and her own skin did the same. Already her actions at made clear what she had not said with words. To her wolf, and her instincts, she was accepting his claim.<br/><br/>But her heart raced, unsteadily as she felt fear at this notion that this was all it took to be claimed. The pulling of an Alpha that cornered a female. But had he really cornered her, or had she prompted it with her own actions of surrounding herself with his scent and proximity.<br/><br/>Truth was she didn't know anymore. And she couldn't pull away from in this moment. Not because he held her tightly with no escape, but because everything within her moored her to this spot and him. "I... don't even know your name."