Chapter 172
Darian tangled his finger in my hair and pulled my head back. I felt him drawing a sharp breath through his teeth as they pressed against my ear- my legs shook under him when he dragged his lips over my cheek and hovered over my open mouth. I wanted him to do more, to touch me everywhere, to undo my pants and slip my shirt over my head but I knew it’d be bad. We couldn’t, not yet, right?
“Go take a shower,” he ordered.
Rude. He can go take a shower…with me…no. Bad, Hazel.
But shit I was wet and I desperately wanted him to take care of it, to rip my clothes off and touch me like he did in the Council. I felt his hardened cock against me and it was making it impossible to form a thought.
“Why?” I mused and winced from the hitch in my voice.
He leaned over me and his heavy breaths fanned my lips.
“Because I can smell your arousal and it’s taking everything in me not to spread your legs and play with your wet pussy. I’m practicing patience, darling, but I’m not a priest,”
I left Darian’s office hot and bothered- finally able to smile goofily and touch my lips to feel where his had left their mark in the form of a purple-blue shadow. For his own good, I hope he’s in there feeling as frustrated as I am right now.
‘Leave, Hazel. Or I’m pulling you back in and you won’t be able to walk out’
I gulped and raked a hand through my sweaty hair.
I had to leave, fast, or else I’d turn around and make him swear it.
The door slammed shut behind me and I got undressed, all the while imagining Darian walking in here and throwing me on the bed. I guess the foundation of trust was being built faster than I could cope. Okay, one thing at a time, one movement- just get in the shower.
I walked in there and took a long, one hour at least, shower letting the water wash over me and the cold was welcome in washing away the heat.
My bones felt like jelly and I could hardly think but when I stepped out and saw my reflection- the color in my cheeks and my dull eyes regaining life over the past couple of weeks- I couldn’t help but see him as well, the human. Angus.
The humans had werewolves on their side. Our kind wouldn’t side with them, they don’t oppose the Lycan rulership, if anything they were grateful for them ridding our lands of the vermin that threatened it.
The Lycans had been ruling forever, in the beginning, there was a faze of adjustment but that all shifted as the years went on. You get comfortable when you realize there is nothing you can do about the situation but there was no way that they would coerce with humans to…
Oh my god. There was someone who wanted the Lycans gone, wiped off the face of the earth, afraid of their power and sick of being second in command. They wanted the power of Valeria for themselves.
The Elder was never killed that night in the Council and he had the Councilmen on his side, they would never oppose him. They would lay their lives down for him.
That’s what Angus had to mean, it made complete sense. It was the only thing that made sense.
And if the Elder and Councilmen were on their side then so was the rest of the Council, out of fear or respect- whatever it was they were loyal to him.
I wrapped the towel tight around me and dragged my fingers over the mark- the tingles shot out through my body and the water dripped down on the floor leaving a puddle by my feet.
I was so stuck in my loop of thought that the series of loud knocks on the bedroom door threw me off.
“I’m coming in, better be decent! Or not, I don’t really care,”
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Chapter 172
Nora, should I tell her?
Maybe that’ll only make things worse, her check is still written by Darian and he is her King so her loyalty lies with him still.
“Hey, to what do I owe this pleasure?” I walked out into the bedroom and over to the closet.
Nora scanned me up and down and her eyes shifted between mine.
Something was scheming about her expression right now and I averted my gaze to pick out some clothes.
Her crossed arms and stalking around me weren’t at all setting me on edge- she couldn’t know about Angus but she was fishing for something.
“You’ve had sex,”
I spun on my heels and squealed.
“I have not!” I was surprised by the offense in my voice but what an accusation to make.
“You’ve done something naughty, it’s all over your face,” she flicked her tongue.
“How would you know-“Right, stupid question. I rolled my eyes and pulled out a shirt.
“A girl only looks that satisfied after she’s been touched real good,”
I put on a shirt and underwear before I slipped the towel off and hung it on the door.
Whenever she couldn’t see me I let the smile grow, it’s not that I didn’t want her to know I just felt silly smiling like a little girl.
Nora stood in the middle of the room, watching me, and waited for something but the more I tried to force the smile away the stronger it came back. Our eyes locked and the emotions returned, flooded me, and that silly little smile grew tenfold and the sound of my giggling filled the room. To my surprise Nora’s smile was even bigger, her teeth were showing and the smile reached her eyes making the green glimmer beautifully under the light. She seemed genuinely happy for me.
“There you go!” She walked over and grabbed my hands, “It’s okay to be happy with him,”
Maybe it was, I guess part of me was ashamed because of everything he’d done, and letting him touch me like that did feel like a step back considering what we were building here but he was my mate, and I…I was starting to care for him a lot. That’s all I could let myself think for now, any bigger words needed to wait until I was sure about him.
“I promised the girls we’d take them into town,” she pointed to my hair, “chop, chop,” she said and clapped her hands before she slumped down on the sofa.
The Alpha’s Hunt
