CHAPTER 7 – A WARNING

CHAPTER 7 – A WARNING
Nathan P.O.V.

They finally get on the stage; the ceremony should have started twenty minutes ago. I was worried not seeing Sloane around, worried that my words had hurt her too deeply, as deeply as they hurt me. Her devastated expression was pure agony, and I was on the brink of giving in more than once, but I stayed strong, even if it destroyed me. I needed to do that, I needed to make her understand that we can’t be, let her loose hope completely. 
I was even hoping that she would not show up altogether, that she would go back to her pack, with her tail between her legs, and stop popping out around me. 
It's difficult enough having my wolf pining for his mate every single minute of the day, without her materializing everywhere I go, attacking me with her delicious scent.
Just now, when she came to talk to me, with that low cut top, it took all my self-control not to rip it right off her and feast on her creamy soft breasts. Having a sexy doll like her at my disposal and not being able to take advantage, is pure torture. I have already lost count of how many times I have jerked off at the thought of her; but seeing her in person makes me want to do so much more.
Even now, the dress she is wearing hugs every curve of her body perfectly, making her look like a sexy angel, or better, with that red hair, she looks more like a sexy little devil in disguise.
Axel has his arm around her waist, it’s clear that he wants everyone to think they are a thing. Why is she getting along with it? Wasn’t she pleading with me to get together just a few moments ago? « You are mine, as I am yours, and this will never change», it was just a bunch of crap, those words didn’t really mean anything to her. She jumped in the arms of the next men she found available, so much for believing in our bond.
I don’t even know why I am getting angry, we can never be together, and I asked her to reject me, to be fair; I should just walk away and let her go her own way. But I know I can’t, as much as I want to deny it, the bond is drawing me to her, and knowing that Axel might hurt her, is making me feel anxious. 
I need to warn her, let her know Axel’s real intentions, before she falls into his trap and gets hurt beyond repair. Plus, I can’t stand the idea of that bastard having his dirty hands on my angel, I need to prevent it at all costs, even if I have to cut each of his fingers off one at a time. 
On stage, Axel finally releases his grip on her, much to my satisfaction. For today, he can still keep his fingers attached.
When they finish their speech, everyone cheers and rushes to the buffet, while I keep my eyes on her, waiting for my chance to talk to her.
Axel is always glued to her like an oyster, and my anger is rising by the minute, I want to go there and punch him in his dick face, but I fucking can’t!
I seriously need to calm down. I am usually a level-headed person, I am good at keeping my emotions in check, but this stupid mate bond is driving me nuts.
Finally, I get my chance, Sloane leaves to go to the restroom, and I follow her, hoping she won’t think I am a creep, for following her inside. 
The first time we talked was just outside a restroom, is this some kind of fated place for us? It would be unfortunate.
She goes in, I wait a second and follow, making sure that no one can see me. There are four stalls inside, and only one seems to be occupied, good, I lock the door preventing other people from coming in. I hope there won’t be a line of angry women waiting outside.
Sloane finishes her business quickly, and comes out of the stall, stopping in her tracks, when she sees me standing there by the basins.
“What are you doing here?” she asks surprised and a little suspicious.
“Keep your distance from Axel, he is playing a game with you. He is interested only in your virtue and in your lands. Once he gets what he wants, he will throw you away like garbage.”
A frown appears on her face, but she composes herself quickly.
“You mean, throw me away like you did?” she replies acidly. “And honestly, we are in the 21st century, who even cares about virtue anymore?”
“Apparently you do, as you are still a virgin.”
Her eyebrows shot to her hairline, and her face becomes completely red.
“How can you be so sure about that? I assure you I’ve already had my fair share of men!” she says defensively, even a blind could see that she’s lying. It’s kind of cute. Makes me want to tease her a little more.
“Really?” I ask unconvinced, while walking closer to where she’s standing. “So, you haven’t saved yourself for your fated mate?” I ask with an eyebrow raised.
She tilts her head up, looking me straight in the eyes, her gaze sharp and accusatory. 
“Why would I? When he is not interested in me one bit!”
I get even closer, our chests touching, I lower my head inhaling deeply her scent on her neck, my breath tickles her soft skin and I hear her heart pound loudly in her chest.  
“That’s strange, because you smell like a virgin to me.”
She turns her head to face me, so that our faces are now incredibly close. She is even more beautiful up close, her lips a cherry red, begging to be kissed. My wolf urges me to cage her in my arms and kiss her like there’s no tomorrow, but I know better than to give in to these urges. 
“Bullshit! That’s not something you can smell.” Her reply comes, but although her words are defiant and hostile, her body is having exactly the opposite reaction, she’s now leaning her body against mine, her hands flat on my chest, her lips slightly parted, waiting for me to close the gap and kiss her.
She’s unconsciously drawing me in, and this time, even I am not able to resist this pull between us, I crash my lips on hers and kiss her harshly, fuelled by days of longing and unfulfilled desire, and damn she tastes good, she tastes like sweet berries. I will probably regret this later, but for now, I just want to enjoy this moment between us.
I grab a fistful of her luscious locks and make her tilt her head up to grant me better access. I snake my other arm around her waist, pressing us closer, wanting to feel all her softness against me. Her sweet scent and her small whimpers drive me insane, I am completely losing control of myself, the only thing I want to do is ravish her and mark her.
She places her arms around my neck, wanting to reach higher, we have quite the height difference, but then she surprises me by jumping up and securing her legs around my waist. My little devil. I place a hand under her ass to support her, and squeeze it roughly, while she deepens the kiss; Goddess I like this wild side of her. 
I slip my tongue into her sweet heavenly mouth, savouring every inch of it, her tongue caresses mine starting a dance that I never want to end.
But the constant knocking on the door is becoming annoying, and I know that soon they will find a way in; I need to leave before they find out about our bond.
I stop kissing her and lean back a little, while breathing hard. She whines in protest, her eyes still clouded with lust, and her lips all swollen from the kissing. I put her down gently on her feet and she releases my neck, placing her hands on my biceps instead, to steady herself, or maybe to keep a skin-to-skin connection.
“This was a mistake, and it will never happen again,” I tell her in a low but firm tone.
Her head shots up, an expression of pure hurt on her face that pulls at my heart, while a lone tear rolls down her cheek. Fuck, seeing her like this is pure torment, and I’m the one to blame.
 I don’t linger any longer, the guilt of what I have done is crushing me to pieces, I should never have indulged in that kiss, it only hurt her more and has awoken a fire in me that I don’t know how I will be able to quench. 
I open the window and get out from there, leaving her alone in the restroom, to deal with the furious swarm of women waiting outside. 
I feel like an asshole, no, I am an asshole. Maybe I should just reject her and free us both from this misery, even if it means weakening my wolf.