Chapter 35 Untitled Chapter
AXEL CALLOWAY
Crap! I can't believe my little secret was exposed. How did I even end up in that mess? That wasn't how I wanted it to be. I tried to keep it going, acting like a loser, and they all thought I was, so I would achieve my aim in this pack.
Now Alpha Hans has found out I have a hand in the manager’s death. Anyway, it is nothing to be worried about. Amelia still believes in me, which still counts as progress. I just need to be careful so that I can get rid of Amelia and leave this Pack before things get out of hand.
AMELIA BROOK
In summer, the sky descends, showering us with a deadly heat, which, if care is not taken, would roast our wolves, burn down our skins, and let our hair catch up in flame. During this time of the year, it always seemed like the moon goddess was upset with us; she stopped giving us her bright moon that comes with a soothing wind during the night.
Worse, the Lunskye Pack seems to be the center of the sun, heating the roofs and the floors and even turning the pools into a volcanic cave.
Fortunately, the pool in the Packhouse has always been safe from the heat because of the modern equipment used in building it. My dad was a lover of the swimming pool, so he made sure the water was always running and cold to cool our blood from the scorching sun.
Today, just like any other day in summer, I woke up drenched in my sweat even though the air conditioner was running at a higher speed. In a normal season, the room would have frozen by that amount of cold.
“Hurry up already, I am burning in here!” Amy screeched, pacing around in soaked fur. She doesn't have the slightest patience when it is summer, and just a little thing flares her up.
“On it, Amy, I only need to take my sunscreen, and we are off. You know how much I love my pale skin; I don't want to get tanned,” I scoffed at her, walking towards the dressing table.
I picked up the sunscreen, shoved it inside my oversized beach bag, and took one last look at myself in the mirror. Honestly, I look so pretty. Look at my curves; they are just perfect to turn a man on.
“Of course, you need a man, girl. Hans is here, waiting for you to let him run his delicate fingers on your skin. You know you want it,” she winked seductively, swaying her butt like a retired slut.
“Cut it off, girl!” I snapped at her, shoving my phone inside the bag. “Hans can not touch this…” I paused, staring at my bare, smooth thighs. Even though I know that I need a man, and by a man, I mean Hans. I can't deny it; I have been dreaming of that dude’s fingers. they are so long and soft, and I can't help but imagine his finger inside my…
“Hey! watch it!” I snapped at Amy, who slammed her paw so hard that it cracked into my ears. She could have told me to stop getting her wet instead of doing that shit.
“Instead of daydreaming, go out there and seduce him to go to the pool with you.”
That sounds like a good idea. It is so hot, and Hans won't resist going to the pool to soothe his mind. Also, he will jump on his feet when I invite him. And then, I can spice things up a little by grazing my body with his.
Hans can't resist that temptation, and we shall seduce him today. I wrapped a medium-sized scarf around my waist, covering the lower part of my bikini and a little part of my thighs, then slid sunglasses over my face.
My feet were as fast as a general going to report a case to the Alpha. And in less than three minutes, I was at the balcony where Hans said he was going to chill earlier on.
Unfortunately, he wasn't there, nor was he in the study room. After searching the apartment for a while and not finding him, I gave up. That was his loss; he would have gotten a good day he will never forget for the rest of his life.
Amy and I were a bit disappointed and kept talking about all the smutty stuff we would do to him. And two minutes later, we were at the pool, removing the scarf and gently placing it on the loungers.
“You know, if Hans were here, he wouldn't have taken his eyes off my ass right now, Amy. Just look how bouncy they are. I think they are softer than my boobs.” I shamelessly cupped my boobs in my hands, staring down at them in hunger as if I would devour them if I had the chance. But alas, I can't even reach them because they are stuck inside the bikini.
“Yes, that's correct. But you know someone is always ready to suck the hell out of them, right?”
Jeez! That sent heat flushing down my body, making me so wet. I tightened my thighs together, restraining the intense desire trying to take control of me.
“I know.” I cut off the conversation, placed the sunglasses on top of my bag, and stepped towards the pool. I held the silver railing, stepped on the stairs, and slid inside the pool. As soon as the cool water touched my skin, Amy moaned, giggling, and shutting her eyes.
“It's so soothing, Amelia; I wish you could let me take over,” she sighed, going down on her paws.
“You know I can do that; just say the word and you will be out.”
I shut my eyes, inhaled deeply, and sank into the water. As soon as my head went inside the pool, a musky scent filled my nostrils. That was Hans’. My heart fluttered, and my eyes snapped wide.
However, he wasn't outside the pool; he was inside the pool, half-naked, eyes fixed on me like a predator. He swims forward, my heart racing in anticipation. He drew me closer to himself, held my chin up, and claimed my lips.