Chapter 89 89
Hazel's POV
Suddenly, he got up and opened the windows. This time, I finally decided to stop my pretense of sleep and looked at the window only to find an unfamiliar werewolf there, and just when I was about to move up, he jumped over and ran out of the room.
"What the-" "Are you okay?" I heard a tense voice say as my door suddenly burst open. I looked in shock as Draven stood before me with an alarmed look on his face, so that meant whoever was in bed with me earlier on wasn't Draven; then who was it?
"Draven, how are you... Didn't you come in here earlier? You even took your bath and came to bed," I explained in shock.
"I was a bit far away when I sensed danger around you and rushed in here to save you," he explained. It must've been when whoever that mystery werewolf touched me.
The danger I felt must have reached out to Draven, and he came here to save me. But that wasn't the most important fact to me at the moment; I had unknowingly been in bed with a stranger, and I even left him to touch me. Literally.
Minutes later...
I remained downstairs after Draven had left in search of whoever that werewolf was. Elias, my personal guard, and Matilda, my personal maid, kept trying all they could to calm me down and reassure me that Draven was most definitely going to catch that pervert so he wouldn't disturb me again.
I knew they were trying to help with consoling, but I couldn't get one truth out of my head, and that fact disgusted not just me but my wolf as well.
"I let a stranger touch me," I whispered out loud, and suddenly I heard a little ruckus upstairs in my room. It sounded as though a fight was going on.
Draven's POV
I wondered who could have barged into my room and touched Hazel. I could feel her uneasiness from miles away, but I'm not willing to come back home yet.
I had to find out which one of the werewolves did this to her; they dared to touch my mate. Oh, it's hell on them.
I shifted to my werewolf form and got down from the huge rock I had climbed to find a clue to their hideout. I knew there had been some shady things going on these few days within the pack, and a rumour of a rogue's being among us had ensued.
But I barely paid attention to it because I only found out about it today, and whoever it was that came to Hazel, I had a feeling it was one of them.
His aura lingered in my room even after he disappeared, and I knew the aura of a rogue when I sensed it. That must also be the reason Hazel didn't realise he was an intruder.
I ran down the slippery hill and dashed into the woods on the track of a scent I had picked. I ran and ran as fast as I could, and the scent kept getting stronger and stronger.
After a while, I slowed down and steadily peaked out from my hiding place. I could see black wolves with scars on their faces, and I watched them all shift at once.
I watched keenly in search of their leader, but none of them had that aura I had sensed earlier. I counted eleven naked male werewolves in the middle of the woods while searching through their faces for their possible leader.
"Enjoying the show?" I heard a voice say something behind me. I turned to see a man with sapphire eyes staring at me. I looked at his features.
"The Luna of the Blood Moon Pack is so beautiful, you know. Be careful; a member of your pack might fall in love and defy you for her.
That's when I realised that he had the same aura I'd been searching for. I immediately stood in chase of him when he shifted to his werewolf form and ran fast.
His speed surprised me, but I didn't have time for that. I immediately shifted to my wolf and chased him back up the hill. He was fast, but I am faster, even though he had a head start.
Seeing as he couldn't beat me in the run, he splashed dust in my wolf's eye and ran away speedily. My wolf grumbled in anger as he got away, and I was greatly annoyed by it.
He must be one of the rogue werewolves. Since I became Alpha, I've been battling with everyday betrayals in the pack. Most of the pack members pretend to be on my side and offer their loyalty to me.
But I find that they help the rogue werewolves steal our meals and torment our younger ones. After a while of staying out for some fresh air and to calm myself down, I went back home to find Hazel passed out in bed.
'How could she easily sleep off even after seeing an intruder come in and try to get close to her?' I thought in my head before sighing and turning to go into the washroom.
When my eyes brushed by something, I looked closer and saw that she had locked up the windows and had a dagger peeking out from behind her pillow.
I chuckled a bit at her cuteness and imagined how beautiful she'd look if she were to fight bravely against Zac or the other warriors in his pack. With that crazy, impossible thought in mind, I went into the washroom.
I turned on the water and waited for a while for it to fill the tub almost to its brim. Then I let myself relax and soak in the small bathtub, which could only accommodate a single person.
A sudden thought popped up in my head, and an image of Hazel and me butt naked and kissing in a jacuzzi with Hazel straddling me filled my senses, and I felt lust take over me.
I suddenly remembered our time in the stream just a few nights ago and how good her lips tasted. Her lips drove me madly insane, and I couldn't control myself or my senses.
Ever since that night, I couldn't stop thinking of having Hazel once more inside a jacuzzi. I felt the urge to pin her down on the bed and kiss her so damn hard until she lost her breath and sense of smell.
My senses were now filled with her, her soft skin, her rosy lips, and her moans. I needed to make her cry out of pleasure. My whole body was beginning to feel excessively hot, and the hot bath wasn't helping even in the slightest way.
I stood up from the tub and decided to just take a quick, cold shower to calm myself down. Thinking of Hazel makes me feel hot, and as the days go by into the weeks, I only seem to crave her more and more.
I will most definitely not be able to control myself the next time I'm able to have her. I just hope I'll be able to stick to my word and not end up forcing her into things that she doesn't want to do.
I got out of the shower room with a towel draped around my hip and another resting on my neck. I got to the dressing mirror and used the towel to dry my hair. I could use the hair blow dryer, but that would awaken Hazel.
Once I was satisfied, I kept the towel in the dryer and put on shorts and a free plain black shirt from my closet. I walked back into the bedroom and lay on my side of the bed.
As I anticipated, Hazel freaked out and brought out the dagger. She turned and, in a swift move, had a dagger placed at my neck. "Who are you?" She asked.
"An Alpha," I responded simply, and she finally let me go. She looked quite apologetic but couldn't find the right words to say. "Well...I...I..."
"Go to sleep. It's fine. I understand," I said simply, but she seemed unable to. I grabbed her hand and pulled her down on me. She fell on my body and looked up at me in shock.
We locked gazes for a few seconds, but I pulled away first and closed my eyes in sleep. "Good night," I said, and I felt her move hesitantly. After a while, she finally let herself relax and closed her eyes in sleep.
The next morning, I woke up and stretched a bit in bed. Hazel was still fast asleep, but I had to leave. I had urgent business to deal with. I quickly washed up and went downstairs to find that, as usual, the chef had already prepared my meal.
I sat in the dining room and began eating my meal. Once I was done, I had a little talk with Josef, the chef.