Chapter 35 Chapter 35
Chapter 35 Chapter 35
Reis POV
The first howl echoed through the hall, short but sharp. Before the second howl rang out I was already on my feet, my heart slamming hard against my ribs.
Ruan and Silas were already behind me, trailing too close and we almost collided.
Ruan and Silas were right behind me as we burst into Luciela's room. The sight of her sent cold chills running down our spine.
“What is going on here?" I asked, but got no response.
She curled into herself on the bed, sweat glistening on her forehead, and trembling. Her thin nightgown clung to every curve.
" Auuuu,” she lets out another howl, raw and agonizing, sending a jolt straight through the mating bond.
“What is the noise all about?” I demanded again, trying to mask the tremor in my voice.
I strode to her bedside, fighting the wave of instinct that crashed over me.
“Fuck!" I cursed inway. “She smelled incredible."
Even when she was in pain, her scent wrapped around my wolf like a drug. Sweet, desperate, and begging to be claimed.
My cock hardened instantly at the thought of slamming into her core, pinning her down and burying myself deep until she stopped howling and start screaming my name instead.
I knew Ruan and Silas felt it too, the bond didn't lie. Their wolves were probably raging just as hard as mine.
“Luceila, talk to us,” I growled, gripping the bedpost to keep my hands to myself. “Why are you howling like that? Are you trying to get attention again?"
She gasped and clutched her stomach. "It hurts…my wolf,” she stammered. " She's fighting something, and it's tearing me apart.”
Ruan crossed his arms, his jaw clenched so tight I could see the muscle twitch. “Probably another attempt to get attention, after the garden stunt…”
“Cut it out already,” Silas cut in sharply, kneeling beside the bed. He touched her forehead gently. “She’s burning up."
There was a brief silence in the room.
“Luceila,” Silas called again. “What happened after we left? Did you eat anything?”
I stood there, my hands folded into a fist. My wolf paced inside me, urging me to pull her into my arms, rip that nightgown off and thrust into her slick heat until the bond finally snapped into place.
I could practically feel how wet she’d be, how perfectly she’d clench around me. Ruan’s breathing had grown ragged too, he wanted the same thing.
Silas’s hand trembled slightly on her skin.
“I… Mother brought tea,” she whimpered.
My cock throbbed when she pressed her breast against the thin fabric. I nearly groaned aloud.
“Fuck!” I cursed inwardly again.
The urge to claim her was almost unbearable, as my cock strained painfully against my pants. One move and I could be between her thighs, driving deep into her cunt until her legs go numb.
“Tea?” I forced myself to ask, trying to focus. “What was in it? Answer me clearly, Luceila.”
She looked up and met my gaze, eyes filled with tears. For a split second the fear in her eyes crushed something in my chest.
“It tasted bitter.”
Ruan scoffed and rolled his eyes.
“Now," Luceila continues. “It seems chains are dragging her back every time she tries to rise. Reis… it burns."
“But you didn't take tea back at the garden," Ruan sneered. “You begged, and spread your legs like you were made for it."
No matter the coldness in Ruan's voice and words, I could feel his arousal mixed with mine.
Silas shot us both a warning glare. “She’s in real pain, look at her,” he said, turning to her. " Luceila, breathe. Try to calm your wolf because fighting the suppression is making it worse.”
His hand stroked her arm, but I saw the tension in his shoulders. He was fighting it too, the overwhelming need to claim what the moon had cursed us with.
I stepped closer before I could stop myself, my hand hovering near her hip. The scent of her arousal from earlier still lingered faintly beneath her sweat and fear. My wolf howled internally.
Take her, slam into her core, and make her yours. I could picture it, thrusting hard and deep, her fractured wolf finally submitting as I fucked her senseless.
Ruan would probably fight me for the right to go first, Silas might try to be gentle, but he’d lose control eventually. We all wanted it. The bond made sure of that.
“Reis,” she whispered, reaching weakly for my hand.
Her fingers brushed mine and electricity shot up my arm. I pulled back as if it burned, but the damage was done. My cock throbbed, pre-cum dampening my pants.
“Please… help me, I’m not trying to trap anyone,” she pleaded. “I just… it hurts so much.”
Ruan paced at the foot of the bed. “This is torture, her scent is everywhere. If we don’t do something, I might…” He cut himself off, fists clenched.
Silas leaned in closer, his breathing uneven. “We’re trying, Luceila. Just focus on my voice.” But even as he spoke, his hand cupped her cheek.
Suddenly, without warning, he closed the distance and kissed her.
His mouth claimed her lips, fully. His eyes shut like we weren't there. I could feel Ruan tense behind me, his breath heavy.
Luceila froze, then melted. A soft, broken sound escaped her as she kissed him back. The pain from a few minutes ago drained, her wolf calmed.
I watched, chest tight, my own wolf roaring in jealousy and raw need. Ruan’s eyes darkened beside me, his body rigid with the same barely-leashed desire. Silas’s hand slid into her hair, tilting her head to deepen the kiss.
Luceila’s fingers clutched his shirt weakly, her pain visibly fading with every second.
When Silas finally pulled back, both of them were breathing hard.
Luceila’s eyes were half open, calm. She flushed.
“What… what did you do?” she whispered, voice hoarse but steady.
Silas rested his forehead against hers for a moment. “Something we’ve all been fighting not to do,” he admitted quietly.
I cleared my throat, forcing my voice to stay cold even as my body screamed for more. “It worked for now, but this doesn’t change anything, Luceila. The bond is still a curse.”
Ruan turned away sharply, adjusting himself discreetly. “Yeah. Don’t get any wrong ideas, we’re not claiming you just because your wolf throws a tantrum.”