Chapter 46

Chapter 46
Shit, fuck, wanker, cocksucker, bloody turd. 

What the actual fuck does he think he is playing at? 

How can he honestly think that it is ok for us both to share a goddess damn shower together? 

I was panicking. The idea of getting butt-ass naked in front of him, climbing in the closed-off box-of-a-room and washing alongside him was terrifying. But then again, stripping and rubbing myself up against Reid’s delicious body seemed like a very good idea in that moment. 

He lifted his arms up and ran his hands through his hair under the warm flow of water, getting it wetter than any underwear I have soaked before. Water droplets were flung from him as he massaged his scalp, and I was deeply tempted to be the one to do it for him; to rub my hands over every part of his body, giving him pleasure in return for his experience. 

My arousal scented so strong, it smacked even me in the face like a bird hitting the engine of an aeroplane. 

Distracted and gazing at the beauty in front of me, I watched as Reid’s cock began to harden, lifting away from his body as if saluting me, and inviting me to come and play. 

“You need to stop that right now.” 

Reid’s voice brought me crashing back down to earth with a heavy smack. My eyes shot up from his dick that was too big to ignore and settled on his stunning face, his deep blue eyes staring right back at me, watching everything that I was doing. 

My mouth had gone dry, but I still tried to speak. “Stop what? I'm not doing anything.” It came out raspy, evidence of my starvation for him. 

“You know exactly what I'm on about.” His hands dropped dangerously close to the thing that I was craving most of all, bringing my attention right back to it. “Get in here, now.” 

I did not need to be told a third time. 

I pulled his dirty t-shirt over my head, baring every part of myself that I have never shared with anyone else before, most definitely not in this a situation like this. I stepped forward gingerly onto the wet floor tiles, closing the distance between us. 

Reid was staring into my eyes as I approached him, and I was looking right back at the storm raging on. His body language was shouting so many different things at me; eagerness for me to touch him, to run my hands all over his wet naked flesh.  

But he looked conflicted.  

Suddenly it was like had stepped into a cold shower and my haywire hormones had been doused.  

This mate bond was getting harder to ignore and easier to fall into. I suppose it is nature's way of pushing two wolves that are destined to be together to complete the bond, and I am guessing that the longer that they push against it, the stronger that it gets. 

I lifted my arms, wrapping them around myself across my breasts to try and hide myself from Reid as much as possible, suddenly feeling very self-conscious.  
“For fucks sake. just get in here, we don’t have time for your virgin bullshit. Just wash quickly and get out.”  

Reid rolled his eyes, rinsed his hair once more and walked out of the steamy shower, traipsing water across the floor as he got a towel, then disappeared into the bedroom with his clean clothes and giving me the privacy that I so desperately wanted. 

As soon as he closed the door, I removed my arms from chest and washed myself as quick as possible, not wanting to hold Reid up any more than I already had. 

By the time that I was finished, Reid had thrown a clean top and some boxers of his for me to wear into the room, hardly opening the door to do so. 

Just ten minutes later and we were waiting by the front doors for Dane. I could feel my hair soaking the back of my top and dripping down my bum, making me feel cold with the chill night air seeping through the gaps around the edges of the poorly fitted doors. I hugged my arms around myself, trying to warm up a little before my teeth started chattering and giving Reid another reason to be pissed off with me. 

I was staring at the age-stained floor, not paying attention to anything around me when Reid wrapped his jacket around my shoulders.  

This behaviour of Reid’s was giving me serious whiplash; gentleman, arsehole, gentleman, arsehole. 

“Oi, oi! Let’s shake a tail. I wanna hear what your dad’s gotta say to this little slut; see if he’s decided on a punishment harsh enough for her. Plus, I wanna see what permanent damage she managed to do to him.” Dane appeared, rubbing his hands, showing us exactly how eager he was to get this show on the road. 

We walked to the hospital that was just five minutes or so away on foot. I had not realised until we left the bedroom that it was nighttime, and even though it was cold, the fresh air felt amazing. I lifted my head to the moon, closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, picking up the scent of a storm on the way. The smell did something to me, electrified me or something. I felt energised by the nature all around us. 

The pack hospital was quiet when we arrive, with just the bare minimum night staff working and a handful of people waiting to be seen. We were taken straight to Corbin’s room by a submissive female nurse, too afraid to say a word to any of us. Reid strolled into the private side-room without knocking, quickly followed by Dane then myself. 

Corbin was laying on the bed, gazing out the window, refusing to acknowledge that we had entered for a minute or two. From the shoulders up, there were many significant wounds that still had not even begun to heal, others had healed to just an old, dull bruise. Each slice from my sharp claws had a shiny balm applied to it, probably to assist him in healing as there were so many, yet the bigger ones still looked like they may scar him. 

Walking here, I felt fine. I was not nervous or scared to see him, but now that he was there in front of me, I wanted to run and jump off a cliff far from here to escape his judgement. 

“Everyone out, except you, Olivia.”