Dean POV

I watched her stumble and wander. Maybe filling the room with a happy drug wasn’t the best idea. Everyone was happy though and I’m sure they still are after Layla outed a sensitive secret. I didn’t tell her. Before following her out I grabbed a tall glass of milk.
I told the betas stationed in the gardens to leave us for a few hours. I wonder if she found the pool. Indeed, she had. She pulled her dress over her head and dipped her toe in the water and shivered.
I set the glass down and snaked her waist before she could jump.
“No, you don’t.”
“Dean…”
“Drink.”
“Milk?”
“It’s not a White Russian that’s for sure.”
“Huh?”
I laughed and shook my head. “So innocent. So gorgeous.” I trailed my hand down her neck and cupped her breast. I went around back and unclipped the bra.
“Might as well go completely nude,” I said.
She frowned at the glass instead. “Why am I drinking this?”
“It’ll clear your head. You’re cute high or drunk but you’re also hyper horny and I won’t touch you if you’re drunk.”
“You won’t even kiss me?” She pouted.
I held her chin. “Not even that baby doll.”
“Liar.”
“Drink,” I ordered.
I stripped off my jacket and kicked off my shoes. We underutilised this pool. There were leaves everywhere and rocks at the bottom of the pool. Layla sat beside me and dipped her toes into the water.
“Feeling better?” I asked, kissing her forehead.
“I always feel good.”
Still high I see.
“How did you know about Gabe and Avery?”
“I saw the way he looks at her… with hunger. She asked me about him and I put things together.”
“You assumed you mean.”
“I was right, wasn’t I?”
I laughed. “You were Little Wolf. He doesn’t want her.”
“What?” She blasted. “Gabe is suck a dick!”
“Hey, you don’t know his reasons.”
She mumbled something. I wanted those incredibly soft pink lips and her erect nipples between my teeth.
“Drink your milk, Layla,” I growled.
I watched her drown the glass. In a few minutes, the effects of the drug would disappear. When my mate was drunk she could be a loose cannon and I wouldn’t put it past her to dive into the pool. Instead, she shivered and I pulled her close. I covered her nipple with my right hand and rubbed her nipple.
We remained in calm and peaceful silence listening to the water gently move.
“I fucked up didn’t I?” Layla mumbled.
I barked out a laugh. “That’s one way to put it.”
“I didn’t mean to out Gabe’s mate. He’ll be so mad at me. Avery too.”
“He won’t do anything to you. I’ll break his legs if he does.”
She turned around, moving her nipple from my grasp. I held her face. She was sober enough. I closed my lips on hers and sucked on her bottom lip. She held my thigh, turning my wolf on. I growled against her lips. I would destroy anyone who touches her. I had to put my wolf down when Eight yelled at Layla. I reminded myself that Layla was fond of him and I couldn’t break him. But he knew things but I would like to see someone come up against the Alpha King.
“Want to head upstairs?” Layla asked.
“Of course.”
I held her to her feet. I grabbed her dress and bra. She walked ahead of me and winked. My wolf flashed in my eyes. She giggled and turned around. I ached to touch those curves. Layla stopped and gasped. She wobbled and I rushed to her aid.
“I stepped on glass.”
“Where the fuck did this come from?”
“Ouch.”
I picked her up in my arms. The scent of her blood went to my head. Blood dripped from her foot onto the ground. My wolf became agitated. I’d been around blood countless times but Layla’s blood made me dizzy. I pulled her closer with her dress clenched in my fist.
“You okay?”
“I’m fine.”
The wind blew the blood smell on my face. No way was I dropping her. I pushed my wolf out to combat the scent. Finally, we reached our room. I held my head and settled my wolf. It was my curse getting the best of me. I would never hurt her. I looked over at her and she watched me intently.
“I’ll get the first aid.”
I went into the bathroom and washed my face. My wolf recoiled within me. The curse wanted me to feed but I fought it though, with each feed, the curse gained another part of me. I felt Layla walk behind me before I could tell her to leave her hand pressed on my back. I gripped the sink and arched my back. Wolf and human separated and joined back together in an explosion.
“Layla!” I growled. “Stop,” I panted.
My hands turned black with long razor nails. My eyes went red and my hair grew longer. She pressed her hand deeper into my back. She was forcing me to shift.
“I’m trying to help you!”
“I could kill you.”
“You won’t.”
She said calmly. What the hell was she doing?
I ripped the sink off the wall and hurled it at the wall. My shirt ripped from the fur coming out of my shirt. I met Layla’s fierce determination. Despite my mixed mind Layla coming at me head-on and butt naked turned me on. Her eyes glowed bright purple. She shoved me back with the power of Thor’s hammer.
I felt the power of the goddess beat me down. It felt as intense as when she cursed me.
“Stay down, Dean,” she ordered.
“I told you to run, Layla.”
“I said stay down!”
My jeans ripped and my spine curved. The goddess mark on her arm glowed and power surrounded her. The sickness in me took over and I attacked. Fire burned in her eyes and I knew we were both fucked.