“What’s wrong with her?”
Damon had been pacing back and forth in front of his room for around fifteen minutes. After having seen Sarah creeping on the floor like that as her arousal tickled his nose sensuously, one could only imagine how turned on he was right now. And what’s worse, her sweet scent had risen thick in the air, driving him to the brink of inebriation. He couldn’t get enough of her scent, even now.
“Snap out of it, dude. You’re spacing out again with that creepy look on your face.” Jason cringed as he flopped down on the bench and crossed his legs in a scissor-like fashion. “I’m beginning to think that I should’ve just left the moment you went all ape, especially since you’re… you know…” Damon still kept his pokerface even as Jason glanced downwards at his crotch for a split second before jerking his face away, a disgusted look crossing his features. “Not cool, man… not cool.”
“What’s wrong with her?” Damon repeated for the umpteenth time, frustration clear in his voice. Jason’s words had passed over his head without him taking notice of the fact that he had spoken. Jason didn’t bother to complain about it, he simply released a breath and reclined in his chair. He certainly didn’t want to sit back and watch Damon worry the freaking life out of him, but it was his first time showing this many emotions in one day. He deserved to be cut some slack.
“I don’t know.” Jason said lazily. “But it does seem pretty serious… and dangerous.”
“You’re not helping here!”
Jason held his hands up in surrender and pressed his lips tightly together to stop himself from laughing at his obviously frustrated friend. “Just relax, dude. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with your mate. She’s probably just a little too sexually frustrated.”
“You wouldn’t tell me to relax if you were in my position.” Damon ran a hand through his hair as he continued to pace back and forth. “She’s never acted this way before and she’s never smelled so good before either…. I mean, yeah she has always smelled good but not this good, you know?”
Jason sighed. “No, I don’t know what the hell you’re saying actually. But go ahead and talk crap if it makes you feel better.”
“You’re not helping!”
“I thought we already made that clear.”
Damon was about to answer when he heard the sound of Doctor Neko’s footsteps nearing the door. Before Neko could touch the door handle, Damon threw open the door and immediately stuffed his face in her line of vision, his lips opening and closing to let out a long line of questions. “Where is she? What’s wrong with her? Why is she burning up? Is this normal?”
Neko stepped back a bit, her eyes going wide at her Alpha’s worry-filled actions. He was acting quite differently from the first time she saw him. When she arrived at his house, he had demanded that she fixed his mate. His words were, “If you can’t fix her right this instant, I’ll get rid of you and every single person who knows you exist!” Obviously after being threatened by someone as ruthless and unforgiving as the Alpha King, she had strived to do her best, yet she herself couldn’t ‘fix’ Sarah as he had demanded.
“You said you marked her, right?” Neko cleared her throat, preparing herself to speak as professionally as always without stammering. “Having a human mate is not impossible for werewolves, however it is rare. We call what she is experiencing ‘Heat’. She will continue to feel and act this way up until you have mated. I’ve already informed her of her situation and she doesn’t seem too against it… though that is most likely because her mind is clouded.”
“What?” Damon’s eye twitched, his stare becoming injected with anger. Since the door was now open, Sarah’s scent was bombarding him and making things much much harder than before, but he did his best to ignore it and focus on the person in front of him… Though that proved to be quite a hard task. “So you’re telling me that she will be like that until we mate?”
Neko nodded slowly. “Precisely.” She could see the anger in his eyes, thus she thought the right call was to ease back into the room before he got to a level that she couldn’t handle. “You will need to mate her soon. I’ll just run a few more tests before I leave.” She stepped back and brought her hand up to grasp the door, ready to close it. “You can just wait out-” before she could finish her sentence Damon gripped her neck, instantly stopping air from infiltrating her lungs.
“I thought I told you to fix her!”
“O-Other than y-you–” Neko gasped, trying to fetch as much air as she could, but to no avail. “there’s n-no one w-who can ‘fix’ h-her.” Damon tightened his hold on her neck. Her face paled and her eyelids began to droop, but he still didn’t let her go.
She’s saying that he should mate her? But he couldn’t mate her… not when they were practically at level one. A while back, he hated her like no other and she probably hated him just as much. Now, because of some stupid heat, they were supposed to mate? Of course the idea was temping to him, but he found himself unable to go through with it when he thought of how Sarah would feel when she was in her right mind. He was already guilty of accusing her of something that she didn’t do, now he’d make himself guilty of taking advantage of her in her weak state.
“Damon, let the woman go.” Jason approached him from the side, his hands stuffed in his pockets as his face held that same lazy look from before. “What’s the harm in mating her, anyway? Just go ahead and do it. Anybody else would’ve been elated.”
Damon tilted his head slowly to turn his glaring eyes in Jason’s direction. “We’re not like everybody else.” He spat.
“Cool, I get it.” Jason nodded, though he honestly didn’t see what the fuss was about. “Just let the woman go. What if something happens to Sarah? Who’s gonna look after her?”
Damon looked down at Neko who’s soul was almost ready to leave her body. Reluctantly, he slowly released her of his grip, yet his glaring eyes remained relentless. With a grunt, he shoved her to the side and stalked into the room. He didn’t need to tell Neko to get out because she was out the moment she got the chance.
Sarah was laying on her side, her front facing the wall. She was curled into herself with her hands wrapped around her stomach. The doctor had told her exactly what was happening to her and strangely, she couldn’t find it in her to feel weird, disgusted nor irritated. The only feeling her body allowed her to feel was lust…. nothing else. She understood what Neko said and yet, she didn’t understand. Yes, her words had gotten through to her, but it failed to draw out any protests from within her…. as it should. And despite being conscious of how toxic their relationship was before now, she still couldn’t even will herself to hold back her emotions and push him away. To put it simply, as long as this fire of desire was burning brightly in the pit of her stomach, she would remain helpless against it.
When she heard Damon’s footsteps, she instantly sat up and turned in his direction, her eyes dilated. Damon, in turn, felt his groin erupt with heat. Her scent was slowly but surely driving him utterly insane and whats worse, his wolf was also acting up, urging him to pounce at her. He needed to find a way to cheat this Heat thing. If he mated her in this state, there’d probably be no reconciliation for them when she’s better, considering the way he treated her all this while… not that he was interested in reconciling. He just wanted everything to be as quiet as before, without him feeling this stupid emotion people called guilt.
… atleast that’s what he continued to tell himself.
Clearing his throat, he began to speak, “The doctor sa-”
“I want to do it.” Sarah spoke up before Damon could even lay their options on the table. Damon sighed. He should’ve known that he wouldn’t be able to hold a serious conversation with her.
“You’re not thinking straight, Sarah. You need to-”
“I am thinking straight!” She persisted, sliding her feet off the bed one after the other. Damon stiffened in his spot as she wondered over to him slowly, her hips swaying from side to side like that of a goddess. When she stopped in front of him, her eyes were fraught with desire and her plumb lips were slightly ajar, letting out soft puffs of air that caressed his skin with its warmth. One of her dress straps had somehow found its way down her arm, successfully showcasing the crook of her neck where he had laid his mark as well as the very top of her left breast. Once he saw that, he could not unsee it.
Damon gulped thickly, a trail of sweat running down the side of his face. The sight before him was beyond any temptation he had ever encountered. Before his restraints collapsed, he quickly turned his face away from her, his eyes barely able to keep focus on the bare wall.
But Sarah didn’t ease up on him. Her body followed the line of his gaze and as she breathed heavily through her nostrils, she allowed words to slip pass her lips… words that she would probably regret later on, “Please touch me, Alpha.”
Damon tried to restrain himself… and he could’ve done it if he tried a bit harder, but he had given up the moment she said those words, and within the blink of an eye…. he had connected his lips with hers.