Chapter 17 Sixteen

Chapter 17 Sixteen
Chapter Sixteen

Soleil
'He's coming! He's coming!'
'Can you please calm down? Please!' I groaned inwardly when my wolf continued pacing back and forth.
Quillon's footsteps sound louder as he walks towards me.
He wanted me to know he's coming, I guessed, since he didn't try to hide his presence or movements like he used to.
And my wolf has been restless.
Since that night when he hovered over me, I couldn't stop feeling something stirring inside of me.
At first, I thought it was irritation or annoyance, but I kept on having these tingling, unfamiliar things coiling around my body every time I think of him or when he was near.
My wolf feels it, too.
I decided to ignore him most of the time and it was easy when Shade and Kat was around. But now that we're alone, I know we'll bump into each other again.
Not this soon, though.
It was weird because while I hated the thought, I also felt excitement of some sort.
Very, very weird.
"Hey," Quillon's voice was low and calculating but I still flinched like I was surprised. Not intentionally, it's just how he affects my system lately.
I was in a squat position and he was standing behind me.
Suddenly, I remembered what he told me about how he imagined me whenever we're in this position and my cheeks heated.
"What?" I snapped, quickly standing up.
Fuck, now I couldn't remove the image of me kneeling between his legs and taking his--ugh!
Calm down, Soleil, focus!
"Chill, woman." He chuckled.
I turned my head and looked at him, arching a brow.
"Now I'm a woman to you, huh? Can't jerk off seeing me as a child, right?" I said before I could think.
Fuck, Soleil! You and your mouth!
His chuckle was cut and a groan left his throat. It sounded frustrated and aroused, which confused me more.
Great. Fucking great!
I looked away before I could drown in the way his gaze shifted into something hazy.
He has that look towards me lately and I couldn't stop myself from mirroring it. Goddammit.
He didn't say a word about what I said and I'm so grateful he didn't.
If he made one snarky comment, I could handle. But if he goes back to being flirty and possessed with a raging dick, that I definitely couldn't take.
"Why did you come here?" I changed the topic fast.
He let out a shaky breathe and I turned my back on him.
"About..." He cleared his throat. "About what you heard Shade say. I want you to come with me when I visit their pack."
I snorted and crossed my arms on my chest.
Why would he even want me to come with him? He always pushes me away.
And want? What, don't I have a mind of my own?
"Well, newsflash: I'm not here to take care of your 'wants'."
Why did that sound erotic and double-meaning? Ugh!
I cleared my throat and looked far. The way I could see him out of the side of my eyes makes me squirm.
Not to mention, I feel like I wanted to look at him and I'm trying to fight that, too.
He let out an exasperated sigh.
"Let me rephrase, then. Can you come with me when I visit Trivian pack? I'd really appreciate your help."
Ohhkay.
I didn't know I was a softie because I already considered helping him.
Fuck.
I was so used to helping the people in our pack that it became an instinct to lend a hand when needed.
No, no, come on! At least find out more about it, don't help blindly!
"How would coming with you be helpful? And for what? What's the purpose of your visit to that pack? What's my purpose in tagging along?"
He became silent longer than I anticipated, so I was forced to look at him.
His eyes were ready to meet mine and damn if he didn't look good.
Quillon's hair was still wet from his bath earlier, and it was brushed back. He looked so clean, and I didn't know I would find the look so attractive.
But it fucking does.
I was frozen for a few seconds before I blinked fast and snapped out of it.
"Well?"
"That's a lot of questions," He smiled a little. "But understandable. There are werewolves out there who are after me and I need to be at Trivian within this week. Shade suggested that it would be safe if I came with you posing as my partner, in case there were spies lurking around."
He did explained but a lot wasn't clear. It was like he gave me a fragment taken from a glass.
"You need to be more specific than that, Quillon."
"That's all you're gonna get." His jaw clenched.
I uncrossed my arms and fisted my palms on my side, irritated.
"If that's all, then no, I won't come with you."
His teeth ground together and he looked at me as if contemplating if he should or not say more.
Do say more, please. My curiosity is killing me.
"Okay, then don't."
My brows raised. "Seriously?"
He shrugged and looked away. I couldn't help but feel the sudden emptiness without having his gaze locked on me.
What? Nevermind that thought. Damn, what's wrong with me?
"You're gonna ask for my help like its something important, then drop it just because you couldn't share any information?"
"I already shared information."
"Barely!"
"As I said, that's all you're gonna get."
He met my eyes again and I was on fire.
Is it just me, or does this argument between us turn me on?
Or maybe these heat I feel was from anger, I'm not sure myself.
"Is this because you wiped Otens? Is that why you're being hunted?"
He frowned. "How did you..." His nostrils flared and he shut his eyes tight. "Katerina." He answered his own question.
"So? Was I right?"
"No. Otens were not my enemy. At least not anymore."
Huh.
Of course they wouldn't. How can they if he already killed them all!
"Then who's hunting you?"
He shook his head and I sneered.
"Tell me something! Anything! Can't you see I wanted to know? To know more?"
To know you more, to be exact.
Quillon sighed.
"Just know that this person who hunts me took my parents and held them captive. Now, it's my goal to get them back." He stepped forward and I had an urge to step back.
But I didn't.
"I needed to fix something from the Trivian pack, that's why I'm going there. And if Shade was right and there was any spy who was waiting for me to appear there, then it's better if I come with someone."
"How would that help, though? If they are looking for you, then they know what you looked like."
"We'll come wearing robes with hoods that will cover our faces."
I snorted. "That's even more suspicious."
"It is." He agreed, nodding. "But I'll be with you, and everyone knew I work alone, I move alone, I come alone."
I rolled my eyes. "Don't I know it," I whispered, then hissing quietly after realizing what I just said.
Why can't my mind let go of him pleasuring himself in his tent?!
Quillon was already smirking from my remark.
"I mean! I met you when you're alone, so I know you...come...alone." I shook my head furiously. "Nevermind. Alright! Fine! I'll come with you. When will we go?"
His eyes were still glimmering with amusement and something else. He raked his gaze down my body before snapping out of it.
"Shade will notify me. We're still waiting for something." He pursed his lips, fighting a grin.
I groaned and turned my back on him. My cheeks were burning from shame that I had to avoid his eyes or else I would melt.
Ugh! Why is my tongue so damn slippery around that topic?!
Well, it's not something easy to move on from but seriously? I can't stop talking about it!
Quillon moved behind me and my back was coiled with his warmth. He was so close that I gasped silently.
"I needed another favor." He whispered in my ear and I couldn't help but close my eyes. My heart flutters, my stomach churns. All in a good way, its scaring me.
"What?" My voice came out even lower, and my throat feels dry that I gulped.
He didn't answer.
The next thing I felt was his hand on my waist, gripping on my side once before his palm travelled on my stomach.
My breath hitched and I jumped, but there's no escaping his hold.
He pulled me closer, my back leaning on his hard chest and the warmth of our bodies quickly merged.
"W-What are you doing?" I asked but the resistance in my voice was gone. He didn't answer but a low growl of satisfaction left his chest. "Quillon..."
I felt the tip of his nose on my hair, taking my scent as he inhaled deeply. He moved his head, brushing his nose on the back of my ear.
The hairs on my nape raise.
"What are you doing..." I asked again but it didn't sound like a question anymore.
Fuck. What is he doing? And why don't I have the will to push him away?
"A favor."
"W-What favor?"
He inhaled again, now burying his face on the side of my neck. His hand went to the other side of my waist and I'm completely trapped by his arm.
"I need your body, Soleil." He said and sucked on the exposed flesh of my neck. "I need you so bad."