Lucy POV
My body felt like it was vibrating as I woke up, the tingles moving over my skin making my eyes fly open to find Tyson fast asleep beside me. His face pressed into my neck and I rolled into him running my fingers through his hair and I could feel him becoming alert to his surroundings as he rubbed his stubble across my neck and chest. Looking around I noticed we are in Ace’s room yet I don’t see him anywhere.
“You’re awake finally” Tyson says and I nod my head, his hand brushing gently up and down my arm.
” What time is it, and where is Ace?”
“Ace is on patrol and I have no idea what the time is” he says, his eyes opening and he pulls back and looks at me. I loved the silver colour of their eyes and the way they glowed in the dark, making me remember the last thing I heard was Ace talking about my eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Tyson asks.
“Nothing, did something happen when Ace marked me” I ask wondering if my memory was wrong. Tyson sits up on one elbow before reaching over me to grab his phone off the bedside table. He looks at it and I glance at his phone to see it is nearly 11PM. He drops his phone behind me on the bed before reaching over and flicking the lamp on bedside table beside him.
“Something happened didn’t it?” I ask him, feeling his nervousness.
“I don’t want to get your hopes up, in case it was just you responding to the bond” Tyson tells me.
“Well you have to tell me now” I tell him. He sighs before nodding his head and sitting up.
“When Ace marked you, your eyes turned black like werewolf Lucy”
“But I don’t have a wolf,” I tell him, chewing my lip.
“Avery said something to Ace that she believes your wolf isn’t dead but dormant”
“Dormant?” I ask, but I couldn’t wrap my head around what he was saying. I felt no presence of a wolf, nothing.
“It could just be you reacting to the bond, we weren’t going to tell you, but decided last night we don’t want any more secrets between us, things are hard enough without us all hiding things from each other” I let out a breath but refused to get excited about the possibility of having a wolf.
“Are you upset?” Tyson asks but I shake my head. I wasn’t upset, I wasn’t anything. I was feeling rather neutral to the idea of having a wolf. I haven’t had one so it wasn’t like I could miss it if it was just a reaction from the bond.
“I’m fine, I just wasn’t expecting you to say that is all” I tell him and he nods leaning back on the head board.
“When will Ace be back?”
“Early in the morning,” Tyson says, closing his eyes. I move closer resting my head on his chest. He pulls me closer before pressing his lips to my head.
“Are you hungry, you haven’t had dinner yet?”
“No, not for food anyway” I tell him and he looks down at me before pulling me higher and on top of him. I straddle his waist, my hands on his stomach and he tugs his shirt off over his head before sitting up straighter.
“You can feed on me, there aren’t any blood bags here” He tells me and I feel my gums tingle as the bloodlust starts to take over. His hands go to my hips, pulling me closer to him and I feel his hands trail up my sides, sparks rushing over me and I moan softly before being able to stop myself. My bloodlust turned to arousal. Tyson’s eyes flicker at the noise I made, Tyrant pressing forward for a second before his eyes return to their normal silver.
Tyson clears his throat, though the sound is more like a growl and his hands move lower away from my skin but I grab them pushing them back where they were and my breathing hitches as I feel the sparks ignite on my skin again making me shiver. I held his hands there for a second before letting him go. Tyson stares at me questionably but I know he could feel my arousal through the bond yet he was still unsure about touching me.
His hands gently trail up and down my sides and I close my eyes at the feel of his touch, loving how gentle he is when his grip tightens suddenly on my hips, making my eyes open to see Tyrant had forced his way forward.
“Tyrant, give Tyson control back” I tell him. The look he gives me makes a shiver run down my spine when he leans forward kissing me, harshly. His hand tangles in my hair as he tilts my head back nipping and sucking on my skin, his wolf was not gentle. My scalp burned as he pulled my hair and I pushed on his shoulders trying to push him back reminding myself this isn’t Tyson but his wolf.
“Tyrant, give Tyson control please” I breathe out before hissing as his canines graze my shoulder before he runs them over my mark making me moan. His arm around my waist crushing as he drew me closer to him. I could feel Tyson fighting for control back, but Tyrant was relentless and I could feel his need to complete the mating process through the bond.
“Tyrant don’t do this to Tyson” I snap at him, becoming annoyed at his wolf. I knew Tyson was a virgin like me and wouldn’t be fair for his wolf to take this from him.
Tyrant whimpers and pulls away, his grip on my hair lets go and I look at him. Tyson’s chest rose and fell rapidly with each breath he took. Yet the demonic look in his eyes told me Tyrant was still in control.
“I want you, mine” Tyrant growls menacingly, possessively which stunned me. Before realizing he was jealous Ace would take me. Tyson wasn’t the jealous type clearly his wolf was though.
“Ace isn’t here, now give Tyson back control Tyrant” I tell him. He growls but I watch him recede before Tyson’s eyes return back to their normal silver and he lets out a breath, his cheeks burning and I find it cute that he is embarrassed by his wolf’s actions.
“Lucy, I’m sor_” My lips cut his apology off when I kissed him, after a few seconds Tyson kissed me back, his hand cupping the back of my neck as he deepened the kiss, his tongue playing with mine and I roll my hips against him. I could feel his erection through his boxer shorts pressing against me and Tyson pulls away.
“Lucy we can wait, don’t let Tyrant get to you” But I shake my head pecking his lips.
“I don’t want to wait,” I tell him.
“You want to?” He asks, unable to hide his shock or mask his expression, he almost looked scared.
“Lucy, maybe you should let Ace” he says but I shake my head realizing he was just as nervous as I was, which was ok by me because I had no idea what I was doing either.
“No, Tyson. Ace can wait. I want it to be you” I tell him and his gaze softens.
“Are you sure?” He asks and I lean down pressing my lips to his softly.
“Positive” I whisper against his lips. He groans, his tongue slipping into my mouth as he pulls me closer before flipping us so I am on my back. Tyson’s lips not leaving mine.