I didn’t know where she ran to, but in no time, she was beside me, her slender arms grasping mine. I shrugged her off violently.
“I need a word with your stupid Alpha, the one who thinks he’s so smart,” I sneered. “I want him to know that I won’t be one of his women just like that. I’m not Isabel’s replacement, and I’ll never be hers-or anyone else’s-replacement,” I shouted at the top of my lungs.
“Please, my lady, don’t do this.” Seraphina’s voice trembled as she knelt before me, her eyes glassy. “The Alpha won’t be pleased about it. Please, I beg you,” she sobbed at my feet, but I ignored her.
Struggling to stand, I dragged my feet forward, desperate to deliver my message since she wasn’t willing to do it. But my vision was blurry…
Let’s Make Babies!
The anxiety in me dissolved instantly as soon as my eyes fell on her. Seraphina had made me so damn scared that I ran before she could even finish telling the whole story. I had expected the worst, my mind swirling with pessimistic scenarios, all of them worst-case.
My eyes locked onto her face, and she, too, was watching me intently, a faint amused expression on her features. Her eyes were red-not from crying, but it looked like she was either drunk or angry. Regardless of what inner turmoil she was dealing with, I was glad she hadn’t done anything reckless in my absence.
“Here, sign it,” she slurred, her voice pitched higher than it should be, indicating a failed attempt at shouting. I was right-she was drunk.
“That was so cool, you know, that little stunt you pulled at my place,” she giggled in a high-pitched voice that grated on my nerves.
“You should recreate that… just kidnap me. You look so beautiful when you’re clueless,” she said lazily, her light brown eyes half-closed as she let out a soft sigh. “But you’re sexy when you’re angry.”
I felt my frown deepen. What the hell had she drunk that made her act this way? I scanned the room and saw the remnants of her rage-an almost empty bottle of white wine. The alcohol percentage wasn’t high, but by the looks of it, she’d probably finished the whole bottle. By the Moon Goddess, this vixen never stopped surprising me.
Shaking my head in disbelief, I leaned toward her. I needed to get her off the floor where she was sitting, propped up against the wall. A sheepish smile was plastered on her face. This was the most relaxed I’d seen her awake.
“Kiss me,” she murmured, her face just inches from mine. I could now smell the fruity remnants of her drink, mixed with the lingering scent of alcohol.
I gulped hard. Her offer was tempting. I had been resisting her all day, but now her eyes still held that innocent look, even though her lips spoke a different language entirely. Pink and soft, they stood out like a star on her face, forming a seductive pout.
“Fuck! Now I had to add twice the effort to control myself. Ace was excited, and it didn’t help matters that I was so close to her, able to smell her arousal, her desire. It filled my nose and stirred the urges I’d been fighting off within me.
I looked back into her brown eyes; they were slightly slanted at the sides, an inviting look swimming in them as she lowered her gaze seductively.
“Let’s make babies,” she purred, her voice like a caress on my already stiffening groin. My eyes widened, and I bit my lips. Her offer was tempting. Damn it! I had to deal with the gazes of Seraphina and Kade. Even if I wanted to do anything…
“Shit,” I mumbled as I felt a warm, sticky liquid spill onto my shirt. That was enough to break the spell.
Kade let out a gasp, and in a flash, Seraphina was beside me, her hands lifting Jasmine’s sides. The smell of her arousal was replaced with the putrid smell of her vomit.
“Yuck, so much for being a lover boy,” Ace teased, but I wasn’t in the mood for his jokes.
“Shut up,” I hissed, shutting the link instantly so I didn’t have to hear him say anything.
“Let go of me, you dirty pig!” she screeched, wriggling her hands away from Seraphina. “Why won’t you let me be with this handsome man? You want to take me back to my pack, don’t you?”
Shaking my head, it was a sight to see her both stubborn in drunkenness and in health. Taking off my shirt, I passed Seraphina a sorry look and picked up Jasmine.
Her body steadied in my hands as she lay staring at me dreamily. I knew better than to encourage whatever thought was going on in her head, so I kept a straight face. Opening the door to her room, I placed her gently on a leather couch. Thankfully, her vomit had only stained her sweater, so I removed it from her body.
Dampening my shirt, I wiped the corners of her lips. All the while, she didn’t utter a single word, but her eyes followed my wrists. Done with babysitting the vixen, I stood up when I felt a firm grip on my hands.
“Don’t go. Why won’t you stay and make babies with me?” Her voice sounded like she was sobbing, but when I looked at her, she was as dry-eyed as ever.
A loud, throaty sound erupted from my chest, and my whole body quaked with laughter. For a minute, it sounded like it was coming from someone else, but it was me… I hadn’t laughed in years.
“But you’d said earlier that you’d never let me touch you,” I said, not missing the opportunity to tease her. Her thoughts seemed fixed on something else entirely, as she ignored my crude comment.
Instead, her hands ran over my abs, trailing slowly over each one. They moved upwards, pressing firmly against my body as if she was searching for something. Her eyes now shone with obvious passion as she bit her lips. Still trailing downward, her hands moved toward my navel. They continued lower, stopping at the band of my trousers.
I grabbed her hands and gently pushed them away from my body, a shiver running through me.
“Delicious,” she murmured, and I groaned. Ace was struggling to break free, his protests growing louder in my head, but I kept pushing him back. The only reason I wasn’t giving in to her desire was because she was drunk. Whether she realized it or not, she was starting a fire she wouldn’t be able to quench.
My fingers tightened around her hand; it felt soft and smooth. I couldn’t believe I was in this situation. Ace was making things bearable, but he was struggling to break free, and I was trying to keep him contained. It was getting harder by the second. Her hands tightened around mine, and I felt my resolve slipping. Shit!
“You need to sleep,” I told her, trying to sound calm, but my voice came out croaky as I loosened my palms, now entwined with hers.
She looked up at me, her small brown eyes innocent and beguiling. “That’s not what I need. Why don’t you snuggle beside me?” she whispered, and I found myself groaning-Ace, actually-who was bent on claiming her body right then. She was making it difficult to leave.
My heart skipped a beat. I knew exactly what she was getting at. I patted her gently on the forehead, trying to distract her. “You’re exhausted, you need to rest.”
Her hold on me tightened, and I felt Ace stirring. Her scent was strong against my nostrils, slowly clouding my senses, responding to her arousal. It was like a punch to the gut, making my breath catch.
I blinked my eyes closed, trying to calm Ace down. But it was no use. Her scent was intoxicating, and I could feel myself losing control. I knew I had to leave, but my legs wouldn’t move.
As if reading my thoughts, she whispered, “Don’t go.” At her words, I could feel my cock stir, pushing against my corduroy pants.
“Let’s just get it over with. I wonder if she’ll sound this innocent once we’re inside her,” Ace snickered, and I wished I could punch him. He wasn’t making things easier for me.
I felt like I was sinking in her presence, unable to help myself. But I knew I had to. I couldn’t risk losing control and hurting her-I doubted she could handle my Lycan form. Everything could change from passion to pain in an instant.
“Ace, stop this already,” I hissed aloud.
“We could just go ahead and do it!” he snarled. “You know she wants you, and it’s not just because she’s drunk.” Ace insisted, ignoring my pleas. My cock was getting harder, moving of its own accord, pushing against the thick fabric of my pants, a surge of heat flooding it as it stretched more, aching for release. “And how selfless would that be of us?” I snorted. Left to Ace, by now Jasmine and I would have been totally naked and sweaty. After all, hadn’t she said she wanted my hot body close to hers?
I stood there, mesmerized by her peaceful features-fluttering eyelids and slightly parted lips. She looked like she was going to doze off at any moment. My fingers moved of their own accord, gently patting her chest. I couldn’t help myself; I just wanted to watch her sleep.
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