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“Alpha Agyemang!” Clara exclaimed with delight when the suave hunky alpha entered the foyer.
“Hello, Clara.” Agyemang grinned as Clara threw herself into his arms. “Missed me huh?”
“You know I have.” Clara gushed as she took a step back from the alpha and looked up at him with eyes filled with joy. “Why haven’t you been for a visit all this while?”
“Sure you had time to receive visitors?” Agyemang drawled. “I mean you lot have been busy fighting battles to save our asses.”
“Yeah, we’re wild like that?” Clara purred as she struck a pose that made Agyemang laugh.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah is Jeremy upstairs?” The alpha asked as he glanced around. “Philip says…” Agyemang stopped talking, let out an audible gasp, and then went still.
“Philip says what?” Clara asked as her eyes followed the direction of the alpha’s. “Oh, this is Paul, Alpha Agyemang.” She said with a smile at Paul who was staring at Agyemang with blatant admiration. “He’s a friend of Troy’s, Alpha Philip’s…”
“That’s the friend?” Agyemang gasped as he started towards Paul. “To think I encouraged Philip to kill him. My own…”
“You wanted Philip to kill me?” Paul’s eyes went wide with shock as he stared at the well-dressed hunk walking towards him. “Why would you do that? I don’t even know you.” He scowled as the man approached. Damn, he was fine, Paul couldn’t help but think. Well, that was what happened when you went for too long without dick, he thought. “What’s with you people and…” He never got to complete his sentence because Agyemang was kissing him.
Paul gave a halfhearted struggle but in no time at all, he melted against Agyemang and started kissing him back. Clara looked totally gobsmacked as she stared at the kissing pair.
“Err… Alpha?” Clara called out hesitantly but the two didn’t even come up for air to acknowledge her presence.
When Agyemang eventually broke off the kiss, Paul was leaning against him as if he’d lost all feeling in his legs. Agyemang stared down into Paul’s dazed eyes as his fingers combed through his dark hair. The stark adoration on the alpha’s face as he stared down at Paul drew a gasp from Clara.
“Is he your…” Clara began in a shocked whisper but the alpha wasn’t listening.
“Come up with me.” He was saying to Paul.
“I… I don’t even kn…know you.” Paul stuttered, still dazed.
“You don’t.” Agyemang nodded. “But in here,” he placed a hand on Paul’s chest, beneath which his heart pounded with shock at what he was feeling, “…you know I mean you no harm. Come with me.” He whispered. At Paul’s nod, Agyemang swept Paul into his arms, bridal style, and then started for the elevator. “We’ll be in my suite, Clara.”
“Talk about getting swept off your feet,” Clara muttered as she watched the two go.
***
It was almost five p. m. Philip and Troy were still in the woods with all the other wolves but they’d shifted back to human and were enjoying the cool stream. They’d been splashing in the stream in their wolf form after enjoying a deer when Troy confessed to Philip that he’d never had a swim. The alpha had immediately asked him to shift. Then he’d taught him how to swim. And they’d been swimming in their human form for the past hour.
“This is real nice,” Troy murmured. “I wish Paul were here to…”
“He would be dead if he were.” Philip cut him off.
“I know your wolves would have torn him apart if he were here.” Troy snapped. “I just meant he would have enjoyed being…ugh, why do I even bother.” He muttered, looking away. “Oh, wow!” Troy promptly gasped when he saw two wolves furiously going at it in a distance. “Do they have to?” Troy stared, fascinated. “Can’t they wait till they get home or something?”
“We’re home, Troy?” Philip chuckled. “We’re wolves. Does it bother you?” But Philip already knew the answer to his question. He could feel the sexual excitement bubbling up within his mate.
“No.”
“Liar,” Philip mumbled as he reached out to draw Troy closer. “Have you been with a lot of people sexually?”
“Why do you want to know?” Troy frowned, hating the fact that he was getting hard…and fast. That damn visual of those wolves fucking…
“Just answer the question.” Philip pressed his lips against Troy’s shoulder.
Troy went quiet for a moment before answering in a whisper; “No.”
“How many?” Philip murmured.
“None.”
Philip stilled against his mate for a moment before composing himself. “I see.” He murmured, suddenly understanding some aspects of his mate’s behaviour.
Sexuality was often a vital aspect of any teenager’s life. But for a werewolf, interest in sexuality was tied in with their first shift which usually occurred at age fifteen. Troy had missed all that. Shifting had therefore understandably, released the hold on those hormones which had been dormant for all those years, thanks to the warlocks. Troy was, therefore, being hit with all that intense need and interest to experience and explore sexual feelings.
It was as if a floodgate had been opened inside Troy. Admittedly, the mate bond would naturally make him lust after Philip. But since the boy was now coming into his own…becoming a typical horny male, the sexual need in him would naturally be intense. So Troy wasn’t necessarily highly sexed as he’d thought initially. It was rather a whole awakening for his mate.
“What exactly do you see?” Troy muttered as he leaned into Philip’s touch. “Is it bad that I have no experience?”
“On the contrary, that’s music to my ears,” Philip said huskily. Who didn’t want a mate who had never been touched, Philip thought with a pleased look on his face.
But the alpha also knew that what his mate had just revealed changed everything. He had to take things real slow with Troy. He certainly didn’t want to repeat the mistakes Jeremy had made with Ryan. He was going to give his innocent mate time to get used to what was going on before he jumped his bones.