Olive staggered back as she felt a heavy wave of despair hit her from all sides. Wayne’s eyelids flung up and he sped to her to grab her.
“Baby,” he called and hugged her to his chest securely.
“Wayne,” she replied and broke down crying.
“No, wait. Stop that. Stop. You know what crying does to you, babe. Stop,” Wayne ordered but she grabbed hard onto his arms and cried.
This was her fear and it had come to pass. She wasn’t going to be Luna. She wasn’t going to stay by Wayne’s side. How could Gia win so easily like this?
Wayne’s brows thickened and he pushed her away from him, grabbing her arms and glaring at her.
“Don’t you dare!” he yelled at her that she flinched and whimpered.
“Are you out of your senses, Olive? Are you fucking out of your mind?!” he scolded so loud that she burst into tears again.
“Stop this. Stop being so vulnerable like this,” he pleaded in an agitated tone. Olive jerked her arms off from him and ran towards the bathroom to go hide there and cry. But Wayne was so fast that before she could even run half a metre, he grabbed her up and sped to the wall, pinning her against it.
“Leave me alone. Let me go. Please let me go,” she cried hard as she hit her fists against his hard, taunt chest. Wayne stared down at her with his jaw clenched hard. It was like he was glaring daggers down at her. But then, his darkened eyes slowly shifted to a sparkling blue as he stared down at the tears of his mate streaming down her cheeks.
“You are going to get sick, Olive,” she heard a voice so sweet and tender that she instantly knew it didn’t belong fully to Wayne. She froze then gently looked up into his eyes. The blue eyed wolf was out.
“Didn’t you say crying weakens your body? Have you forgotten how scared to death I was when you fainted?”
Olive gulped down and shivered in his arms. She was feeling cold already. He sensed it immediately and made her lean on him. Then he patted her back tenderly like she was a sleeping baby.
“Don’t cry, okay. There’s no way I’m letting them take you away from me. Not in this world, not in the next world after this,” he spat out with so much firmness and determination that Olive could feel his truthfulness swirling around them like a mist. She hugged his back tight with her arms as she took deep heaves to regain her breath.
“I’m sorry,” she whimpered.
“I was just… I was just scared that what she said had come to pass. That the pack would reject me and you would have no choice,” she stated and Wayne’s face darkened again. He had guessed right. Gia had spat out nonsense to her that day when she fainted. That should be the reason she cried and fainted. He didn’t want to read her mind that day because he wanted to respect whatever it was she told him. But he did guess that Gia had something to do with it.
“So, she had this plan all along then,” he mumbled. Olive exhaled deeply and he looked down at her face.
“Come here. Let’s get you to shower,” he said sweetly and cupped her face in his palms. He kissed her on the forehead and lingered for more than ten seconds. Olive closed her eyes and savored the soothing kiss on her forehead. It was like he was performing a peace magic on her brain and she felt like sinking in his body and taking a long sleep. She felt his hands on her waist so she opened her eyes to look at him.
“Let’s get you to shower,” he repeated and carried her up bridal style. His eyes were still blue and they felt warm, compared to the other personalities of his wolves. Olive grabbed on to his shoulders as he walked with her to the door of the bathroom.
“What is your name?” she asked Wayne, referring to the blue eyed wolf. Wayne smirked, his usual smirk, then looked down at her.
“I thought you said you were gonna name me?” he asked.
“You want me to?”
“Yes. You should,” he simply replied and pushed the bathroom door open. He entered with Olive and took her to the shower glass. He stepped in with her and stood her on her feet. Then he began to remove her dress and she didn’t object. When he pulled the dress off her head, she looked up at his face to see Wayne’s brown eyes staring down at her and trying to unbutton her jean pants.
“Waynie,” she called.
“Hmm,” he muttered as an answer.
“I’m sorry,” she apologized again, knowing he was pretty angry with her. The blue eyed wolf wasn’t angry but was concerned, however he still had two other angry wolves. So he was feeling anger and care at the moment which was a rollercoaster of emotions. She placed her palm over his cheek and he looked up at her face from her waist.
“Baby,” she called. He exhaled deeply and zipped down her jean.
“Pull it down and hand it over,” he stated and moved away. She rolled her eyes and did as he said. He took her shirt and pants then began to head out.
“Be out in five minutes. We have to get going,” he said without looking back at her. Olive didn’t know whether she should laugh at his behavior or frown at it. He was only doing so because he cared about her in the first place.
She exhaled then turned on the shower. She wasn’t fully naked so she let the water fall on her body as she took her undies off. She didn’t want to think about the meeting and what the pack wanted, so she just focused on thinking about the journey. She wondered where they were going and why Wayne was taking her there? Could it be he wanted them to have some alone time?
“Five minutes,” she heard Wayne’s voice and she flinched as she turned around abruptly to look at him standing there, leaning casually against the wall and feasting on her naked body. She gulped as his eyes moved so slowly over her body, up down and down to up. She saw his jaw clenching and muscles flicking. Instantly, her nipples stood erect and her juices flowed. Goodness, just a stare?
“Five minutes is over,” he stated with a smirk. She pinned her lips together and unconsciously covered her breasts.
“It’s okay, I’ve seen it all.”
“How long have you been standing there?” she asked.
“I never left,” he shrugged and stood straight from the wall.
Olive looked beside him and saw her clothes in the laundry basket on the floor. She bit her lips and entered under the showerhead directly, allowing the water beat her head and making her hair fall over her face. Wayne chuckled and grabbed a towel from the rack nearby.
“Times up. Don’t let me come turn off the shower myself. You might not like it,” he threatened.
“I’m wondering what you would do,” she stated and took hair away from her face. He was already by the glass and wearing that mischievous smirk of his.
“Let me see it,” she said again and he entered the shower. He stretched his hand and turned off the tap. Then he grabbed her arm that very moment, turned her around and pinned her to the shower glass. She took in a sharp breath as his palm grabbed unto her waist, resting above the swell of her behind. His other hand pinned her by the nape, caging her with her back to him.
Wayne brought his lips to her ear and smirked.
“Was that a dare, mate?” he asked in a vibratory, husky voice.
Olive tried to shift her head to look at him but he tightened his grip on her nape, released the one on her waist but used that hand to spank her. She groaned and shook.
“I said was that a dare, mate?” he asked in a whisper and returned his palm to gripping her waist like he owned it.
“Yes, I dare you. Let me see what you can do,” she answered. He chuckled deeply and latched his mouth on her neck. She gave a yelp as she felt his teeth grazing the curve of her neck. That spot… goodness. That was the spot. The exact place he would mark her.
Her wolf roared alive, connecting with all three of his wolves and feeling the power about to merge them all if Wayne withdrew his fangs and sunk them in right there.
Olive was shivering as Wayne sucked on her nape like he was ravaging it. Whenever he deliberately used his teeth against her, she would buckle and almost lose her stance. The goosebumps on her skin were doubling by the second.
Her mate, she needed him to mark her and skyrocket her to the land of intense pleasurable pain that would serenade her with his overwhelming love.
It was almost happening. Yes, she could feel his fangs lengthening. They bit down on her skin, but not yet enough to pierce it at all. Just a little more pressure and-
Wayne shifted away from her, an evil glint in his eyes. He licked his lips and withdrew both hands from her totally.
“I’ll be waiting for you. Two more minutes,” he stated and began to walk out. Olive’s eyes widened.
“Wait, what? Aren’t you… aren’t we… Wayne!” she called but he chuckled deeply.
“I told you you wouldn’t like it if I turned off the shower myself and you dared me. Now, two more minutes,” he said and winked at her. She groaned and stamped her feet against the floor then watched him leave.
“Fucking mate,” she cussed.