CHAPTER 4: A tender moment – Part 1/2
It was nighttime now, and I couldn’t stop thinking about her as I paced around in my bedroom. I wondered if she was ok? If she was in any pain? The desire to be near her and touch her was so intense that it made my skin ache. The bond was driving me and my wolf mad! Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and decided to check on her.
I walked over to the adjoining door and quietly opened it, slipping into her bedroom. Amelia was sound asleep; she looked so beautiful and peaceful. She was wearing a petite, white robe, and the moon shined in slightly, capturing her perfect body for me to see. I wanted more than anything to rip that robe off her, then kiss and lick every inch of her body, giving her orgasm, after orgasm, as I fucked her into oblivion. But I was going to behave or at least try my hardest to, in hopes that I wouldn’t scare her off.
I walked closer to her and just stared down at her, playing with a small piece of her hair. Then, I crept over to the other side of the room, softly climbing in next to her, touching her ever so lightly, so I didn’t wake her. Within minutes, I was out.
I woke to the sun coming in and realized I was still in bed with her. Shit! I quickly bolted from the room before she woke up and caught me.
After I returned to my room, I jumped in the shower, wanting to rid myself of her scent, hoping that if I did, I would be able to get through the day without going insane.
I went to my office and called for my Beta, Luca, to come in.
He strode in, like the jackass he is. “You rang, Alpha?” He smirked.
I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Seriously? Cut the shit, Luca.” I growled at him, not in the mood for his games.
He rolled his eyes and flopped in the chair opposite my desk. “Whatever!” He said in a childlike manner, “What would you like, Damon? Better?” He arched an eyebrow.
This man drives me fucking insane. If he weren’t my best friend, I would have killed him long ago.
I sighed. “The girl you captured yesterday has been moved into the bedroom next to mine,” I said, acting like it was no big deal.
He tilted his head to the side. “Yes, I’m aware. I meant to ask you about that. Why the fuck, is she in the packhouse, Damon?” He raised his voice slightly with his last words.
I stood to my feet, growling at him, “Watch your Fucking tone.”
He raised his hands in surrender. “Calm down, dick head. People are asking questions and want to know why; a prisoner is now residing within the pack walls, and I would like to know as well?” He crossed his arms across his chest.
I sat back down and sucked in a deep breath. “Amelia’s, my mate.”
His eyes widened. “You have got to be fucking joking me! She’s a human, Damon.” He shouted.
I threw my hands in the air in frustration. “You don’t think I know that, Luca! But I can’t let her go, and I can’t reject her; the pull is too fucking strong. So I don’t know what the fuck to do, and I had her moved here because yesterday, I went to check on her and found Jordan assaulting her! He beat her and nearly raped her.” My body began to tremble with anger at the memory. “I want her close to me, so I can watch over her better until I can figure out what to do about all of this shit.”
His expression changed from anger to sympathy. “Holy fuck, man! I’m sorry about Jordan. That little fuck will pay for what he did! And I don’t know what to tell you, man, you know me, I have nothing against humans, mostly, but I know your dad will never allow for you to mate with her; he despises humans.” He ran his fingers through his hair. “I don’t envy you right now, man.” He chuckled lightly, the fucking dick!
“Thanks for the vote of confidence.” I glared at him. “She can’t stay here for long, or dad will find out, and I can’t mate with her, or he will kill us both; I’m completely fucked!” I slammed my fists down on my desk, cracking the wood upon impact.
Luca sighed heavily. “I’ll take care of the others, so no suspicions arise, and the questions are answered for now, just enough to keep the whispers to a dull minimum. But Damon, you have to deal with this and fast; there are people within the pack that are very loyal to your father and won’t hesitate to inform him of what’s going on.”
I rubbed my hands down my face. “I know, I’ll figure shit out, one way or another.” I wasn’t sure how I would figure this out or what exactly I would do, but I had to do something before my father found out and tried to harm her because I would fight him to the death if he dared to lay a finger on her. Luca nodded hesitantly and then left the room.
After my talk with Luca, I went to the laundry room and grabbed Amelia some clean clothes, remembering hers were destroyed and brought them up to her room. I walked into the room and froze in my tracks. She was laying there on the bed reading, still wearing that fucking robe, and it was partially open, revealing those supple, perky breasts of hers. I couldn’t move or speak; the urge to take her and make her mine was consuming me. She gasped, finally realizing that I was in the room with her.
“Omg, you scared me.” She said, her hand resting on her chest.
I remained still and unmoving, entirely spellbound by her beauty. Low growls vibrated from my chest as my wolf rose to the surface, wanting to break free. Her brows scrunched together in confusion before she looked down at herself, noticing that she was exposed, and quickly covered herself up.
I gave my head a shake to clear my thoughts. “I brought you some clean clothes, and breakfast will be brought up to you shortly.” I tried to say as casual as possible while staying composed, but the ever-growing bulge in my pants made that problematic.
“Thank you…sorry, I don’t know your name.” She admitted a little embarrassed, and her cheeks turned a light shade of pink.
I clenched my fists together, trying to fight the urges “Damon.” I said shortly, as my composure was slipping, fast!