I look at dad who looks guilty, “It’s not your fault, papa” I say and hug him. He wraps his arms around me, “It is baby, if only I hadn’t left you.” He said guiltily, I was about to interfere but Andrew beated me, “At least she found her erastis” he and Jacob walked in form the front door with some bags. That comment made me stiff, “Yeah, when we came there he wouldn’t let anyone touch you” Jacob said in annoyance. A warm feeling washed over me, it took every single piece of me under it, I felt protected but the stoic look didn’t faze from my face.
“Yeah, that dumb shit! As if we are going to hurt our own sister” Andrew rolled his eyes and made us follow him into the kitchen where Ora and Ari were sitting, talking quietly. My heart started beating erratically, the warm fuzzy feeling only intensified, I didn’t like it, not one bit. I remember the last time I had this feeling, it threw me in death’s doorstep. “He even had the guts to growl at us and even tucked you in.. well after shifting with you still in his arms..” Ari said and furrowed her brows looking at me, “You feeling better?” I nodded and kissed her cheeks, internally thanking her for changing the subject. I sat by her as Arora came by my side and hugged me side ways. I smiled, “Don’t worry guys” I say as dad sets the table for us. We kept chattering while taking out the food from the bag, “Why did you guys order a take out? Want to kick me out of the business?” I joke looking at the twins, to which they just snort, “Damn it!! How did you know our plan??” Ander mocked making me roll my eyes.
And that’s all it took and we were back to our chattering and playful self. There was a tug in my heart, I kept on looking at the back door of the kitchen longingly. I shook my head and took some food to feed mom.
The alpha stood on top of the hill as he watched the commotion beneath him. With a stoic expression he watched the pack members beings ripped into pieces. The scene was bone chilling to say the least, the rogues were ruthlessly. The rogue king was snarling and growling at the pair, the alpha and beta. They have wronged the most destructive wolf of the continent and now it time to pay for their mistakes.
The alpha above the hill looked at the pack below in hate, every single cell of his body hated those fuckers. He saw one rogue transfer back to his human side and crept up on a wolf who was busy fighting another rogue. He jumped on his back and took out a silver knief and jabbed it repeatedly in the wolf’s head. It’s brain and the liquid splashed all over the rogues face, but it kept on laughing like a manic. The alpha smirked and looked another pair where the rogue was eating the organs of the pack member. It’s heart half eaten, the lungs torn into pieces, the intestine was half hanging out of the body. His eyes shifter to the trio, the rouge king and the alpha and the beta. The king had single handedly over powered the pair, most wouldn’t have be able to do that but can you blame him? He was driven by rage, pain of loss and hate. The most unadulterated feeling in the world.
The alpha shifted into his wolf and howled on top of the hill to tell the rouge’s to retreat. And within a second they did, but the king wasn’t done he slashed the beta deep into his stomach, but not deep enough to kill him and tore the alpha’s shoulder and ran away from the battle field. His thirst for revenge wasn’t yet quenched but he knew better as his allied alpha said, “Death is mercy, suffering is the key”
The alpha joined the run and howled in victory, a few more days and all this will come to an end. But their suffering won’t. His icy blue eyes shined maliciously.
“Mom pleasssee” I begged her for the nth time but my hardheaded mom didn’t move from her decision, “Even the last time you said you’re gonna take a break you took a nap and went to work. But this time it goes as I say!” She said calmly sipping her tea. I let out a whiney noise, “It’ll affect a lot on the restaurant, mumma. Even my reputation would get bad, there are people coming for far away.. sometimes even as far as cities.. it’ll be a huge loss mom.. I cannot afford that loss” I tried to reason her but she eyes snapped towards me. Her usual blue eyes had now turned Violet, she glared at me, “Money?? IS THIS HOW I RAISED YOU NORA ELISA HUNTSONS?? MONEY IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOUR LIFE?? MONEY IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOUR MOTHER’S WISH!!” she yelled at me furiously.
My eyes began to tear up, “No mumma nothing is more important than you.. please don’t be mad at me.. I love you mumma” I pout looking at my mother. My wolf was upset to have angered her mother to the extend of her yelling at me. She has never once yelled at me. I walk close to her still hurt by the fact that she shouted at me, her eyes softened looking at my heartbroken state, “I never ment to upset you mumma, I am doing all this so that I can give you everything you deserve” I say softly and put my head on my mother’s shoulder.
My hands playing with her’s, I didn’t meet her eyes. I knew I disappointed her, I sniffled, “Please forgive me mumma..” I say one last time as tears begin to flow out of my eyes softly. She wrapped her arms around me and rocked me, speaking only sweet words and praises in my ears.
“I am sorry baby, it just that… *Sigh* I don’t wanna lose you again.. you haven’t taken a proper break since.. forever. You are over working yourself too much baby. I see you at night all awake and trying different dishes.. this is not good for you, little princess” she said and cooed me softly. I look at her apologetically, “I’ll do whatever you’ll say mom.. no work for this week” I chose my words right knowing how I’ll have to twist my way back to work.
She sighed, “You’re a millionaire and yet you’re afraid of losing a few dollars” she said. I smile at her, “Coming from a place where I had to survive in only 20 dollars in a month, every penny is a big deal for me” I said remembering all those awful years. She rubbed my arms, “You’re here with me baby. With us. You’re safe now” she said and kissed my forehead.
But some wouldn’t be.
I tossed and turned in my bed, any position, just any position that’ll help me sleep. But nothing seemed to work, I knew why but I didn’t wanna see it.. him.
I picked up my phone and saw the timing, it’s two in the morning. I could hear every heartbeat around me, everything was calm. I slipped into my fuzzy slippers and pulled a light cardigan and went downstairs to the kitchen. I avoided looking out of the window as I could feel one heat beating anxiously. For the last week he has been coming here and sitting under my balcony, waiting for me. He would be there untill morning or when I decide to go to work, I would be lying if I say that in his presence I don’t feel safe and sound. No longer I am being haunted by my nightmares, every night I dream about mocha eyes. The warmth, the emotions in them sends chills up and down my body, entrapping me in it’s magic and I am willingly submitting to it.
His smell has engulfed me, even unconsciously I would lean more into his scent, mud on a rainy day. So earthly, so masculine, so raw, it was a lullaby to me. Calming every nerve in my body. Gulping a glass of water I peeked through the window, there he was in his lycan form sitting just a few feets away from the door looking expectantly at me.
My heart started to beat at a crazy rate, my entire being wanted to be near him, my wolf wanted to touch her lover. She wanted to ruffle his hair, caress his cheeks, look into his eyes and repeat the only thing she has been saying since she knew about him, I have been waiting so long for you.
His tail stated to wiggle when I moved towards the door. I didn’t know what will I say, I didn’t know what I want or need. Do I really want a mate? Need a mate? Am I even ready for it? Am I ready to put everything at stake once again? I doubt I can trust anyone, anymore. He is a lycan after all, he shouldn’t be bothered about a rankless wolf and her issues.
I was hesitant to open the door but did it anyway, he sat up looking excited as his tail wiggled at a faster pace. My body hummed being this close to him, I closed the door behind me as I looked intently in his neon blue eyes. My heart started to flutter, he looked so innocent. An irony to what he is, a lycan, one of the most feared and powerful being. A being known for it’s strength and nobility.
We just stood there still looking at each other drinking up each other’s presence. I heard bones cracking making me come out of my daze. I was tempted to reach out for him but I contained myself. My heart started to flutter like a fae’s wings, in a blink of an eye there stood a very.. very masculine man.
He was what people call raw masculinity. I gulped as I took him in, his stood 6’7 feet tall with way too broad shoulders. His eyes were warm mocha, just like my dreams. His soft brown-blond hair was shoulder length, tempting me to run my fingers in his thick locks. His nose was pretty crocked, showing how many time he broke it, I chuckled lightly. His lips. Oh god.. beautiful pink lips, I had a sudden urge to nibble them untill his skin breaks. My eyes started to assess him even more.
Muscles were wrapped in his arms tightly, showing the bulge of his biceps and triceps and thick rope of veins running all over his arms. His chiseled chest made my knees weak. My eyes trailed down to his delicious abs and I almost fainted. I wanted to lather chocolate all over them and lick it off. I have never once seen this tight 8 pack abs.
Suddenly my lips felt dry, unconsciously my tongue wet my lower lip and my teeth grazed it. I heard a growl made me jump, I looked at him in embarrassment. I looked away not wanting to look there, “D-don’t you have clothes?” I say moving back a little. I had stepped a little closer to him.