“Huh… Pearl… What are you thinking about?” Scott nudged her when she didn’t say anything. Pearl faked a smile and looked at them.
“Sorry… What was your question again?” She hoped her ears were hurting earlier so perhaps she heard the wrong question.
“This is the third time I’m repeating this,” Scott stared at her with a weird look on his face. Chris chuckled and asked her instead, “His question earlier was that do… Do you like Ryan? Like… You should understand what I mean. Do you also have feelings for Kral?”
“Also? What do you mean also?,” Curiosity lacing her voice. It was Scott’s turn to chuckle as he gave her an answer to her question.
“About ninety per cent of females here have feelings for brother, that’s why he said also.”
Chris sniffled at his cheeky answer. “Then who does the remaining ten per cent like?” He turned to Ryan, momentarily ignoring Pearl. And because he turned away from her, he didn’t notice the terrifying, angry look that appeared on Pearl’s face.
Scott also didn’t notice this cause he was too busy dealing with Chris. His eyes were entirely on Chris. He smirked, “Of course, six per cent of them like me while the remaining four go to you.”
Chris coughed at his cheekiness. Brat! Does he think they really adore him as much as he thinks?
“What do you mean four per cent? Do you think you really have such a high appeal that ladies trail behind you?” They were about to engage in a childish argument but luckily, Pearl interrupted them.
“Why do you think so?,” Her question put them in a puzzled mode for a while. They had momentarily forgotten what they’d asked her.
“Oh,” Scott suddenly remembered. “Of course, we can smell the strong desire on you…,” Chris gave a proper explanation. Scott nodded. He hadn’t really thought of saying that but since Chris already said it, why not go along with his words?
Pearl looked at them with a slightly red face. She didn’t deny it nor did she confirm it. She just stood there and the first words she spoke after that stunned the both of them.
“Well… I think your nose was faulty before,” Chris and Scott exchanged a look at this slightly indirect and offensive sentence. “I have liked… Loved Ryan for as long as I can remember,” her voice was low… So low that they almost didn’t hear her
And when the words finally registered in their brains, they were speechless. Astounded was an understatement for how they felt. Yes… They had an inkling of how she felt but they… they didn’t think she’d just admit it.
Chris was the one that broke the silence, “I think it’s best you dispel that feeling… That affection for him because it’d only hurt you in the end.” But Pearl protested, “Why?”
“Is it because he is with Emily now? So what? He can get bored of her anytime soon and they’d break up.” Her words hung in the air. Chris shook his head sideways to show her how wrong she actually is.
“No,” His voice sounded reluctant but in the end, he told her, “It’s because… She is his mate.” It wasn’t only Pearl that was stunned this time. Scott’s mouth subconsciously opened in surprise.
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Emily couldn’t stop the shameful sounds spilling out of her mouth as Ryan trailed the kiss from her mouth down to her neck. She felt uncontrollable with the strange heat she was feeling from within.
It’s like there’s this raging fire that is threatening to consume her if Ryan just tries to leave her. She doesn’t understand why she is feeling this way.
Ryan sucked one side of her neck gently and she whimpered. Finding one of her sensitive spots took him a short time. He didn’t mean to go this far but just one taste and his brain went haywire.
His eyes flashed with that familiar crimson colour again as his tongue went lower and lower till it touched the tip of her shirt.
He could feel his wolf trying to take over which isn’t unusual, considering how Ray had tried to suppress his desire. ‘Claim her! Mark her!’ Ray was continuously chanting in his head and it didn’t help that if he raised his head a bit higher, he’d be able to sink his fangs into her neck and mark her.
But he struggled to keep the wolf locked inside of his head. He frowned as the shirt obstructed his way. He raised his head and reached out to unbutton her shirt but she panicked and suddenly held him.
Emily watched as he stopped abruptly. Oh! So he was going to unbutton her shirt. She initially held his arm because she thought he wanted to leave her halfway.
She let go of his arm, avoiding his eyes because she felt so embarrassed. She felt embarrassed by what she had just done and the realization of what they were about to progress hit her suddenly.
She gasped inwardly. He must think she is a slut. Or which type of lady would seduce a man into her bed the first day he said he liked her? What happened to play hard to get?
But she is afraid that if she lets him go now… This pooling fire in her would never leave. Sensing her hesitance, Ryan came back to his senses, “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to… You just looked so beautiful… I…”
He stuttered as he tried to stand up. To his surprise, she held him and pulled him back. “Don’t stop,” Her voice sounded shaky. Ryan’s lips quivered in a smile.
‘Oh no! Emily, what have you done?’ her subconscious was trying to infuse the sense back into her head but she just pushed it to the back of her mind as Ryan swooped in for another kiss.
This time, she slowly responded. While Ryan was devouring her lips, he didn’t hesitate to unbutton her shirt while she also did the same.
Both shirts were tossed to the ground as their almost naked bodies rubbed against each other.
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