Chapter 68 Leave him please
ZORA
"I haven't seen him since the incident."
Protecting him even now?
"Leave him alone, Zora." Marissa was still yelling.
"Stop lying." I snarled at Wesley, "Tell me where he is."
"You are killing him!" Marissa grabbed my arm.
I snatched it away in anger, "Why do you care?!"
"Because HE'S MY BROTHER!! Don't kill my brother."
I felt drenched.
Like someone poured a cold bucket of water over me.
I took a step back.
Marissa was on the floor, her body shaking with tears, "Please don't kill my brother. He's the only one I have left."
I stared at Wesley then back at Marissa.
How's that possible? They don't even look alike.
Wesley gasped out, his face red.
"I'm fine, Mari, stop crying." Wesley said in the softest tone I ever heard him say, almost like he was shy and embarrassed.
Marissa turned her teary eyes to him and wailed, "How am I sure I'm not talking to your ghost."
He cluck his tongue, "Don't be a dumbass, can you see my body on the floor?"
Marissa shook her head and sniffed, "No."
"Good, I'm okay."
Marissa sniffed and turned angry eyes on me, "What the heck was wrong with you. Wesley saved y ‐the child. Take out your anger on Ryker, not Wesley."
I took another step backward, "Wesley is your brother? What, how? I first met you in the sewers. "
Marissa shrugged, "I was just being rebellious. Besides he got me to be your maidservant when Ryker lost that bet to him."
I pressed my lips together to simmer my anger,
That bet.
I remember.
"Oh..." I muttered.
"He didn't want you to feel alone and felt like we would bond faster since we were both actively searching for a way to leave the pack."
I frowned in genuine surprise, "Wesley did that?!"
Marissa bobbed her head, still glaring at me though while Wesley looked away sheepishly.
"I... I'm so sorry."
"It's fine. Don't bother." He murmured, the tip of his ears turning red, he looks like a big teddy bear now.
I closed the distance between us, and pulled him into a hug, "Thank you really. I don't know what I would have done without Marissa."
"Are you sure you don't want me dead?" He whispered softly into my ears, patting my shoulder gently.
"What?! No!" My voice went a pitch higher.
"I believe Ryker told you he'd kill any man you touch that's not him."
I pushed myself away from him, "Sorry."
He shrugged, "I really don't know where Ryker is though and I'm getting worried."
Fucking coward.
He went into hiding after trying to kill my daughter?
Connard!
I left Marissa with her brother, —which is still unbelievable by the way— and went back to my room.
Even with the windows open, I felt hot all over.
Not even a cold icy bath dampened the warmth burning through the enteriety of my body.
I laid on my bed in a fetus position, shaking, unable to move or do anything.
It was midnight now,
My fever had not reduced one bit, plus my nipples kept growing sore and painful with each passing second.
I shivered terribly underneath the covers.
Marissa entered, saw me in that position and rushed to the bathroom for a bowl of water and towel to mop my body with.
She came back, dropping wet towel on my forehead.
"What's wrong?" She questioned, took a sniff at the air, "You're in heat. Damn right, how did I forget! You're still an omega,"
I whimpered, teats blurring my vision.
This is my first time being in heat.
Is it because I'm closer to him or because of the bond.
A jolt of pain coursed through my body.
I bit down on my lower lip to stop myself from screaming out.
“You need to tell Ryker. He's the only one who can help and I'm sure he'd do anything to get you out of this state.” she advised, her tone laced with worry.
Get me out of this state, my foot!
I'm sure Ryker would be more than pleased to watch me die just like he did Lucas…and almost my daughter!
Besides I'd rather die from the heat than let him touch me.
I've only heard snippets of experiences during heat period from other wolves.
Well lucky for them, they had mates who loved them and easily satisfied them.
Still, theirs hadn't been as bad as what I was currently going through, according to their descriptions.
Why me?
My teeth gnashed against each other angrily. Why did it have to be Ryker of all people?
“I have to do something” Marissa declared, dumping the wet cloth inside the bowl. “You'd die at this rate, and I can't let that happen”
“Don’t you dare Marissa”, I managed to growl, stopping her, “It's my call to make, not yours”.
She slowly shook her head, “I'm sorry Zora”
Then she ran out the door without looking back.
I swear I'm going to curse her when I'm better.
A scream escaped from my lips before I could stop myself.
Too weak to curse or do anything to stop her.
I accepted my fate, determined not to let my swollen clits play a part in any of my life's decisions, especially when it came to a man on my death list.
Not so surprisingly, the door opened softly, letting in the sound of tired but heavy feet. Without opening my eyes, I knew he was here already.
How did she find him anyway? Wasn't he in hiding?!
“Get out” I ordered, using all of my strength.
He didn't answer.
The sound of his boots only drew nearer until his weight sank into the space beside me, gently stroking my arms.
"Hey," he whispered softly.
Feeling the need to cave into his touches, I threw the covers off me, instantly sitting up in irritation.
“It seems you don't know how to listen to a person or respect their wishes, Ryker. Get out of my room. I don't want you around me. Is that too hard to understand!?”
Perharps it was the darkness in the room with just the faint source of light from the moon made me see the worn out, almost guilty expression on his face.
What was he trying to do?
Was he trying to play saint just because of tonight only to turn into the devil he truly was by tomorrow?
Did he think I was that naive?
Besides he killed Lucas!!
Sweat broke out on my forehead the more I stared at him, the more...... his thin lips on mine, my hands buried deep into that dark hair of hi— shit!
What was I thinking?
I needed to get my thoughts straight.
The bond pulled at me, wanting to get even closer, have his hands on me.
“Come on Zora” he said softly, almost weakly as he stretched his hands towards me. “I don't want to hurt you."
My gaze instantly hardened hearing his words, renewing the anger I felt towards him. “You don't have to Ryker”, I slapped his hands away, creating some distance between us. “You already have. Don't you see?”
Fresh tears rolled from my eyes as I recalled Lucas.
"You need me," He said, his voice cold and hard.
Fuck him!!
"No, I don't!" I yelled.
“Nobody has a fucking say in what you do. You just take whatever you want to, including the people I love. You snatched me away from my dream wedding, separated me from my family and still killed the one man that loved me when all you did was cast me away”
“You! You! You! You would have let them killed me under false accusations if I didn't run for my life” I shoved my fists into his chest as I released my frustrations.
“You have been nothing but a disaster since I met you for the first time! And just when I manage to be free from you, you destroy it, you destroy him and you almost killed my child, you bastard!”, I grip his robe wishing I could strangle him.
“What else would you do before you finally have enough huh? Would I be next or the one you save for last huh?”
He gripped my wrist, pulled me up and wrapped his hands around me even as I protested.
I sobbed into his chest as he rocked me silently, making my heart go wilder.
My skin was burning and with arousal
This wasn't working at all!
All this anger and I still wanted this man as much!
No, not me. It was the bond
I sniffed,
Fine, if this is how it's going to end, why waste time.
I slowly let go of his robe, circled my hands around his neck and just like he knew what I wanted, his lips claimed mine, hungrily, possessively, just like I'd imagined.
His hands went under my clothes, fondling my breasts.
I felt more alive than I've felt in a while.
I needed him everywhere, breathe him in, merge his body with mine, be one with him.
Nothing else mattered except him, and his hands on me.