Chapter 70 The possibility
Chapter 70 The possibility
Dravik's oov
I let Auren stay in our room for the rest of the day.
I know she needed rest to recover from her days of intense heat, and I needed to get myself up to date on the pressing pack matters I had missed over those four days.
But no matter how busy I got, what happened in the city kept circling relentlessly in my head, and one alarming, possible answer kept pushing its way to the surface of my thoughts.
It couldn’t be true. On the other hand, now she’s finally unbound, surely she could?
Nighttime comes and I make my way up to our bedroom, stepping quietly into the dimly lit room. She’s lying in bed but I can tell she isn't sleeping. I strip down, take a quick shower and get into bed completely naked, pulling the warm covers over the two of us while she remains turned away, her back facing me.
"Are you accidentally mindlinking your pack?" I blurt out, unable to hold the nagging thought back any longer.
The theory has been festering in my mind all afternoon. I feel her body stiffen and then she slowly turns over to face me, her brow furrowed in a deep scowl.
"Why... why would I ever do that?" she asks. "Is that even a possibility?"
"Right now, with all we know, anything is.”
"Because I’m a monster?" she whispers.
"You need to stop calling yourself that," I command softly, Shadow stirring inside me with a growl.
She rolls onto her back, resting her small hands over her stomach as she stares up at the ceiling and then she lets out a long breath. "That’s what everyone will call me. It's what they will see when I finally turn. You’re the only one who doesn’t seem to—"
"I’m not bothered by what you look like," I interrupt, leaning over her. "All I care about is that you’re mine. And why the hell do you still wear clothes to bed?" I pull her small body into me, and she lets out a sharp gasp when I run my hands up the side of her body, pushing her oversized sweater up. I snake my arm around her, grab her ass, pulling her hips firmly against me, to feel how hard I am.
Unexpectedly, she pushes away. "I... I can’t," she murmurs, quickly tugging the hem of the oversized sweater back down over her hips.
My eyes narrow as I study her face. She’s fighting hard to keep her mind empty, trying not to think about whatever is bothering her so I can’t hear her thoughts. I shift my weight, moving over her to pin her against the bed with my body.
"What’s wrong?"
"Nothing," she squeaks out. "I... I just... you’re crushing me."
I ease my weight off her, but not enough that she can slip out. She’s still stubbornly trying with all her might not to think of anything.
"Tell me," I whisper, leaning down to run my lips up her long neck until I reach my mark, pressing my tongue against the skin to gently suck on it.
Her legs tighten, and I drive my knee between them, forcing her thighs apart as I settle into her warmth.
"Alpha Dravik—" she gasps out, her fingers twisting into the sheets as she arches her back.
I kiss my way slowly up her jaw, moving to her lips, biting her lower lip. "It’s time you stop calling me that," I murmur against her skin. "I like the way you call my name when I’m deep inside you." Her cheeks instantly flush a bright, red, and she tries to turn her head away from my gaze, but I cup her jaw to hold her face in place. "Call me Dravik. Or maybe a pet name of your choice.” I grin.
She shakes her head, her brown eyes wide. "I…I can’t."
"You can," I growl softly, my hand sliding down her body, trailing over her warm skin while my cock throbs painfully against her thigh.
I’m so damn hard, having carried an erection the entire day. Ever since she showed me a bit of her darkness in my office, I have been thinking about bending her over and driving into her again and again. Which should be insane, considering we had just finished four endless days of intensive, relentless sex.
"Say it," I whisper against her mouth, my grip on her hips tightening.
"Dravik..." her voice comes out, a raspy, breathless sound that hits my cock.
I let out a groan, capturing her lips in a deep kiss that tastes like heaven. God, I loved the helpless way she says my name when she's aroused. My hand moves down between her legs, seeking the wet heat I already know is there, but she gasps and pulls her mouth away from the kiss, turning her face into the pillow.
"I... I really can’t.”
"Are you still feeling tender down there?" I ask, pausing my movements.
“Just uncomfortable.” She closes her eyes tight.
“And you’re embarrassed?” I let out a chuckle, pressing a kiss to her temple. I then roll onto my back pulling her with me so she lands on top of my chest. "You can tell me anything, Auren. You don’t ever need to be embarrassed with me. We don’t have to do anything until you’re feeling better."
She nods her head against my chest, and only then do I feel her body start to relax. Within minutes, her soft snores begin to fill the room as she drops off to sleep.
We need to find Marcus and put an end to him Shadow says. He almost caused a war in the city. Humans live there in numbers. That would have caused a disaster for us with the council
I know
We both know there are others out there desperate to knock us down a peg or two. They would have used this as an excuse
I know I tell him again while running my fingers through my mate’s hair. I’m angry too, Shadow and I wish I was there when it happened. But there is nothing I can do except to make sure it never happens again
Looking down at Auren, her lashes flutter on her cheeks as she sleeps peacefully, seemingly unaware of the anger growing inside of me. Shadow is getting more and more persistent as he keeps sending images of what he plans to do to Marcus when he gets his hand on him, followed by one of Seris, and the rage inside me rises until my hand tightens in Auren’s hair and she winces in her sleep.
Fuck!