Want

CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
NADIA
My wolf wanted him!
The school’s rugby team had a game against another school that evening and even though I wanted to be there, I decided against it.
I felt a swirl of emotions as I slung my backpack over my shoulder, my heart heavy as I made my way out of the school building. I didn’t want to stay back, especially since Sandro was part of the team. The thought of him on the field brought irritation as well as longing to my heart. I didn’t want Sandro to think that I had come to see him play the game, even though a part of me still wanted to support him.
“Just keep walking,” I whispered to myself, my footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. I was determined to avoid the stadium. After everything that had happened, I wasn’t sure I could handle seeing him and pretending like everything was okay. As I stepped outside, the soft breeze ruffled my hair, and I felt a sense of freedom wash over me.
But then, my wolf chimed in, her voice like a whisper in the back of my mind. “We should go back,” she urged. “I long to be near him, Nadia. I miss his company.”
I stopped in my tracks, feeling torn. I could feel a warmth blooming inside me at the mention of Sandro’s name, despite all the negative feelings that swirled around him. My wolf was right; there was something about him that called to me, a magnetism that was hard to resist. But I couldn’t let myself fall for the boy who had bullied me while being so sweet in front of everyone else.
“Let’s just go home,” I said, shaking my head defiantly. But the pull to the stadium was overwhelming. My heart raced as I felt an inexplicable urge to turn back. Somehow, it felt like the right decision, even if my mind fought against it.
Reluctantly, I found myself making my way to the stadium, the distant cheers of the crowd growing louder with each step. The smell of freshly cut grass wafted in the air, mingling with the excitement that crackled through the atmosphere. As I entered the stadium and found a seat, the thrill of anticipation surged through me, all over again.
I could see the players warming up, but what caught my attention was Sandro. He was laughing with his teammates, his athletic build moving with ease as he joked around. I realized how effortlessly he commanded attention on the field. I scanned the crowd, hoping he would catch sight of me. For a moment, I hoped that he would look up, but he was too busy to even notice me.
And then, just as the game was about to start, our eyes met. My heart nearly melted at the smile that broke across his face, the kind of smile that lit up the entire field. It was genuine and warm. For the first time, I saw beyond the cruel tricks and the teasing.
In that instant, I saw him as someone who could be sweet, someone who maybe had the potential to be gentle. That smile made my heart flutter in a way I had never quite experienced before, not even with Jack.
“Wow, look at Sandro!” one of the girls behind me exclaimed. “He’s showing up for the team today. I bet he’ll score!”
“Oh! He always knows how to bamboozle the opponents,” another chimed in, her excitement infectious. “He’s the star of the team!”
Hearing their compliments made me feel something I never thought I would: pride. My chest swelled, and for the first time, I was happy that I was mated to him. The crowd roared as the game wore on, and I found myself swept up in the excitement. Sandro was moving so fluidly across the field, dodging tackles and passing the ball with finesse. My heart raced with every cheer the crowd erupted into.
But just as I was lost in the moment, feeling hopeful for what could be, someone hit me from behind. The force jolted me, and I turned to see Lara and Bethany standing there, their smirks wide and full of malice.
“What did you hit me for?” I asked, looking between them, as I tried to know who had done it.
“Why are you here, Nadia?” Lara shot back, squaring up to me with barely contained aggression. “I hit you. What will you do about it?”
My wolf prepared to fight, eager to protect me, and lash out at them. But I didn’t want to create a scene. So, with gritted teeth, I took my bag and turned away from them, trying to walk past them. The shock on their faces mirrored my determination to not engage.
“We should have fought back! They’re not a match for us!” my wolf protested, almost whining in frustration.
Ignoring the sneers behind me, I quickly headed toward the exit. But just as I reached the exit, I bumped into Alex. He greeted me with a puzzled look. “Hey, Nadia! Why are you leaving? The game just started.”
Part of me wanted to tell him about my encounter with Lara and Bethany, the flames of anger still flickering in my chest. But I held back. “I’m just tired. I need to head home,” I said, trying to sound casual but feeling the weight of my words.
“Want a ride?” he offered, his tone friendly.
Initially, I hesitated as the thought of spending time alone with Alex made my stomach twist. “No, that’s okay,” I started, but then I remembered Sandro’s face, his smile, and the warmth my heart felt.
“Come on, Nadia. I know you don’t trust me. Sandro and I have done you more harm than any good we will ever do, but we’re not all that bad. I promise I won’t take advantage of you,” he insisted, and part of me believed him, even if I had doubts swirling in my mind.
My gut told me to trust him for now, so I gave a reluctant nod. “Okay, fine. Just this once.”
As we walked together toward his car, an awkward silence settled between us. I could feel his gaze lingering on me as he opened the door for me, and I climbed inside. Once we were on the road, Alex tried to engage me in conversation. “So, how’s school going for you?” he asked, glancing at me while focusing on the road.
“It’s okay, I guess,” I replied, trying to keep my answers short and uninteresting. A part of me felt guilty for being distant. He was trying, after all, and yet my heart yearned for the familiarity I felt when Jack was around. Everything seemed easier with him; his presence was comfortable. With Alex, it felt different-new and still slightly uncomfortable.
“Come on, Nadia. It’s just us. You can be honest with me,” he said, his voice encouraging.
“It’s fine. Just the usual troubles,” I muttered, glancing out the window to avoid his gaze. The trees whizzed by as the tension mounted between us, filling the car with heavy air.
“What kind of troubles?” he pressed gently, and I could tell he was genuinely interested.
“Just… life.” I shrugged, trying to dismiss it.
He nodded but stayed silent for a moment. “You know, I’ve always thought you were really strong. You handle a lot, and I respect that,” he said earnestly. “And I respect you.”
His words touched me in a way I didn’t expect. “Thanks,” I said softly, unsure of how to respond.
As we arrived at my house, I felt a whirlwind of emotions colliding within. I almost didn’t want him to follow me inside. But as soon as I opened the door, he stepped in right behind me. I wanted to tell him to stay out, to put some distance between us, but something deep inside me wanted to welcome him in.
Inside the house, an unfamiliar atmosphere enveloped us. My heart raced with the thrill of his nearness. Then, he looked at me with an intensity that made my skin prickle with heat.
“Nadia, there’s something I want to tell you,” he started, his voice low and inviting.
I didn’t want to wait anymore. I didn’t want to hear him hold back. Driven by an undeniable urge, I stepped forward and grabbed him, pulling him closer as I pressed my lips against his. The shock on his face was palpable, but he quickly melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around my waist.
Passion ignited between us, igniting a fire I didn’t know I had. It was intoxicating, and for that moment, I forgot everything-the bullies, the games, the turmoil. All that mattered was the connection we shared. In that kiss, I could feel the world slipping away, leaving only us.
I pushed him to the bed, stripped before him, and almost at once, he removed his clothes, and I grabbed his dick immediately, my eyes bearing into his.
“You don’t mind if you fuck me, right?” I probed.