Chapter 8 Pop

“Uh, that was wild.”
They stared at the broken desk in front of them. The wood had split right in the middle and scattered the items originally placed on top of it over the floor. The drinking glasses had shattered into a dozen fragments, and the room was now in such a disorderly state.
Nathaniel hadn’t asked what happened. He looked confused, but he remained nonchalant. He remained where he was standing, rooted to the ground.
Alyssa just straightened her dishevelled hair and strode over to the sofa without bothering to say a word. She knew he was watching her and how cool she was after that wolf-howl and one of the wildest sexcapades she ever had. He was what she called her first experience with a man, and it would not be her last. Now that he was exclusive to her, she would summon him whenever and wherever she wanted.
Aria’s restlessness told her the bond wasn’t that simple. She gravely told Alyssa that they needed the man, regardless of who he was, and that their bond was crucial to her as a wolf.
Seriously, what else do you want, Aria? Alyssa moaned. She detested how weak she was, with the man having a hold over her. She couldn’t let him leave either, after how their bond made her want him so much. Instead, she reminded herself that he was a weak human, and she didn’t even need a mate. It was just an unconscious mistake and she would resolve to find a method to dissolve their bond without having to undergo the extreme pain of rejecting him.
And why reject him when she could have fun with him? She smiled viciously. There had to be some use for this undesired mate of hers.
After she had almost torn apart the room, he was still unscathed and in one piece. This useless human was a lot more robust than she had thought.
Nat was a great kisser and lived to his ‘name’ for what he could do in bed. She had forgotten her hunger after all those pleasurable moments. Now that she was relaxed, she felt famished.
“Aren’t you hungry?” she questioned the naked man standing a few metres away.
The question was; how did you‌ get through so many hours without starving?
He curled his lips into a Cheshire-cat smile and joined her on the sofa. “What do you think?”
She fidgeted with a long crimson strand of hair, pushing him further from her. “I’m hungry. We’ll have our food somewhat soon.”
“I’ll take your words for it.”
She leaned back on the couch and exhaled. The man apparently had her twisted round his fat finger. She did not know about the rules of being a werewolf rogue and how distinct a werewolf in the wild was from her and the others living under the same roof as her.
She lived for two reasons: revenge and to reform her pack. Was the latter even possible? Would she be successful in starting a new pack as their leader? Suddenly, she was peering out of the window at the beautiful scenery that unfolded in front of her eyes.
She missed the woods. It was not like anyone needed to know that, or her true identity.
It had rained just as they were indulging in each other’s presence, and a rainbow was visible after the heavy rain.
Nat remained where he was, going over the yearbook in his hands. There were a few photographs of Ari Donna, only she went by a distinct name. Alyssa Dawson. She could feel his emotions easily. This, she was sure, was because of their soul-link. The bond they now shared gave her the ability to read his thoughts, although it came a bit by a bit.
Aria whispered to her, telling her ‌it would take a few more ‘matings’ for her to experience a full bond. It wasn’t an instant thing, but gradual. It made her feel foreign to her own self. To think she would actually need a man. She hated this side of herself.
‘Alyssa Dawson. Why does this name sound so familiar?’
She froze to read his thoughts in her mind. Her name wasn’t a common name, particularly her surname. Her family blended in among the half-breeds and full-breeds who looked harmless on the surface, unknown to her adoptive parents. They wouldn’t imagine that the daughter they adopted by the roadside when she was fifteen would be one of those creatures. Or if such creatures even existed.
But it had been two years since she ever heard from them. She wished for them to be in good health, and then tackled Nat for the yearbook since her photos in there were horrendous.
The food she ordered arrived, and they tucked in. Nat lounged in a white hotel robe, making himself comfortable, as if it was his place to begin with. She sighed silently at how that human didn’t know his own place. With their social status differences, they were definitely ill-matched. Not that she cared at all. Until she found a solution, she would have to swallow the annoyance of him being around.
And probably, there had to be a way for her to keep him at bay.
“Hello?”
Her eyes followed him as he spoke. He flexed his slightly muscular arm around as he spoke on the phone. She observed the concern in his eyes and how tense he turned out to be.
His Adam’s Apple moved as he swallowed, his eyes sharp and alert by what the woman on the other side of the phone was telling him.
He then took a deep breath and attempted to address the issue calmly.
With Alyssa’s keen senses, she could hear the woman’s voice with accuracy. The lady was clearly distressed. She gave it some serious contemplation and told herself that she would never be in this situation.
“Come on baby, don’t think this way. I just had some extra work in the office,” he cajoled.
Baby? In the office?
Alyssa’s nerves constricted. Furrowing her brow, it was her turn to inhale deeply. Whoever the woman was, she didn’t like the sounds of it. That man which she declared hers moments ago was now concerned by another woman. The woman he conversed with appeared such a weakling. Which woman nowadays would depend highly on a man?
At least Alyssa Dawson would never allow herself to get so desperate over a man! Only men fawned over her. She would not let herself be in that situation ‘Baby’ was in now!
She stretched her legs and stared aggressively at Nat, baring her fangs. He completely evaded her direction, instead moving to the end of the room to resume conversing with ‘Baby’. She could feel her blood rising as she watched his body language. He was anxious over that woman.
“Baby, I-”
Their eyes met. Her irate eyes pierced through his like lasers, immobilising him with the sudden fear that spewed through his body with force. They synced with each other, and he could probably sensed her vibes, because he took a step backwards in fear.
She could also sense his fear. And her sense of possession gave her strength over him. With one sharp lunge, she snatched the phone away and switched it off, cutting off the phone conversation.
Nat was meek in front of her. She tossed the device towards the other side of the room and seized him by the collar.
“You dare?”
“I…”
She was intimidating him. He looked fearful, but he wasn’t cowering. He was just submissive.
She stood up higher and pulled his face towards her. In a flash, they were kissing; and she was eating out his mouth with her determinance.
She would show him who owned him, by force-kissing him!
At first, he still seemed a little submissive. But when she least expected it, the bond grew. Then he flipped her like a coin, pinning her down on the nearby couch and lifted ‌her mini skirt, exploring the world of what was beneath.
This was not how she wanted to be treated! He was supposed to bow to her and be her little sex slave!
Yet, now, he was taking the lead!
She read his train of thoughts and his desires, going through them as if they were her own. He wanted to have her hard and wild, disregarding who she was. He loved her body and her boobs. And she made him hard. He desired her so badly, after the first night together!
Ugh. Such revolting thoughts, although it made her feel awesome that someone actually wanted to ravage her and saw her in this light.
He peeled off her silk panties and inserted a finger up her folds. She gnashed her teeth, unwilling to let him see more of her lust.
“Miss Ari,” he whispered, “Satisfied?”
She could have slapped him. He jerked his finger inside her cavity, probing her deeply to uncover the secrets of her desires.
“Ah!” she moaned silently as the tip of his finger hit a sensitive point inside her. He guided a finger of his other hand over her folds, slipping around her nub.
She felt her fluid pooling over his fingers, uncontrollably, and squirmed. While he was playing with her, she abstained from letting out a single sound, keeping her desires bottled up inside her.
When he inserted another finger inside her, she was already overflowing with wetness. Nat chuckled joyfully and retracted his fingers.
She didn’t say a word, but she didn’t move away either. He took off his pants, letting his manhood out.
She just stared at him blankly. She was getting used to this lust she had for a weak human. However, the amount of satisfaction he was bringing to her was not something she could back off from. By now, she had already known about her werewolf lust, and having someone relieve her of it could be a good thing.
“You don’t have to say anything, Miss Donna. Just lie back and enjoy.”
Just what was he up to? Alyssa closed her eyes to distract herself from peering into his mysterious supernovas. His dark eyes even seemed to emit a red glow.
She could have sworn she heard a popping sound as their bodies united.