Chapter 137

Dylan POV.

"Someone had better be dying!"

I couldn't help the awkward chuckle that left my mouth as Lewis rose from the bed to answer the door while I quickly scrambled to put my top back on.

I was reeling from the effect his lips alone had on me, nothing had ever felt more pleasurable than what I had just done with Lewis. My body radiated an energy that was begging for him to touch me again, my tiredness from earlier had completely disappeared and in it's place there was a new found form of energy, one that only he could provide.

"That guy who got bitten... he's starting to shift!" I heard Vees voice float through the room, and her words caused disbelief to overtake me. I guess Lewis's statement was correct, someone really was dying. I quickly walked to the door and stood next to the old beta, my cheeks most likely were still flushed however my lust and longing had been squashed by Vees words.

"Have you seen him personally?" I asked which snapped her attention away from the fact the two of us looked disgruntled, and her eyes solely rested on my own.

"No, Elias called me… I've been..." she hesitated and smiled slightly at her unspoken words, it was fairly obvious what had happened, she hadn't been back to the safe zone as of yet, as he clothes hadn't changed at all, she had spent her time in the dungeons speaking to Beta Oliver.

"Occupied." I interjected with a slight grin of my own, to which she nodded and sighed.

"I want to let him out. Olly I mean." Olly?! I saw a slight tension in Lewis's shoulders and smiled when I saw that he was trying to stifle a laugh. To be honest even the name Olly coming from Vees lips was somewhat amusing.

"You think he can be trusted?" I asked waiting for her honest reply to which she immediately nodded her head.

"I'm his mate, he wouldn't do anything to harm me." My instant action was to scoff at her words but I quickly reigned it in. Vee was obviously still in the thralls of this new found connection and I was happy for her.

I never had a moment of love at first sight. King josh was simply barbaric from the get home, and my affection for Lewis didn't happen over night, it came to me gradually, and over time he came to like and choose me.

Not that I was jealous, I hated the idea of being fated to someone before hand. If the Dylan from last year saw me now, I know she would scoff at me and tell me how stupid I was for liking a wolf. Although, I have also come to learn that there are vast differences within the species, and Lewis, for lack of better terms, was meant for me.

It was completely simple and yet so confusing, but we just fit together. He had a way of bringing me back down to earth when my head became too jumbled, I'm not sure what I did for him, but I know without him, I would have been dead a long time ago.

"Then, let him out. Maybe having an extra pair of hands for this guy whose shifting isn't such a bad idea." I stated which in turn had Vee smiling from ear to ear. "But Vee, if he does anything he shouldn't, then that's on you." Vee all but nodded her head, and rushed off in excitement to get her man.

Both me and Lewis simply watched her go, it was like her personality had done a one eighty flip after meeting Oliver. I still didn't understand how people could simply accept their soulmates so quickly, but I admit, I was done judging others for it.

"Dylan?" My name is what drew my attention away from where Vee had left and onto Lewis's still flushed face, instantly forcing my cheeks to take on an embarrassed red hue as I remembered what we had done. To some people, it may not have been a lot, but to me, it was intimate, and a huge step giving everything king Josh had done to me. "Don't think for a second that we are finished here..." his arm snaked around my back, pulling me close to his body and connecting our lips again.

Once he finally pulled away my lust had returned, and I wanted nothing more than to feel his mouth on mine again. Although now that I truly had time to process everything Lewis had done to me, I couldn’t stop thinking about his mouth, trailing downwards. Was he aiming for what I think he was? King josh did that to me, at one point, and it felt nothing but slimy and forceful. Although, at the time my limbs were tightly bound and I had been knocked out minuets before hand.

Maybe if Lewis tried again, I should stop him, but then how would I get the intimacy that I so craved? Then again, my body responded to his touch on its own, so maybe it would again next time. I suppose though, I never actually touched king Josh, he was always the one who touched me. So when the time comes to taking things further with Lewis I should touch him before hand. I couldn’t help but wonder where the want came from to use your mouth so intimately, I wonder if Lewis would let me try on him? It’s something I had never actually done to anyone, so starting with Lewis seemed like a good plan.

“You ok?” I met Lewis’s eyes quickly and smiled at his worried expression. He thought he’d gone too far with his words when in actually, he was right. We were far from finished.

“I want to taste you next time.” I stated staring him in the eyes. “It’s the one thing I’ve never done with anybody, not even The King.” His eyes widened and he swallowed thickly, he liked the idea, I saw a spark of pure longing shoot through his orbs and a small turned on growl sounded through the room Before he quickly quelled his noise and clenched his fists.

“I wouldn’t ever ask that of you.” His words said one thing but his eyes said another. He wanted it more than he would ever show me. Was it truly that pleasurable? I honestly couldn’t wait to find out.

“I know you wouldn’t. But would you stop me if I tried?” I took a step towards him, feeling the pull of our lust once again. Why was it so difficult to walk away from this room. “Not that it matters right now.” I chuckled stepping away from him awkwardly, remembering suddenly that we were needed elsewhere. “We should go…” he took a long inhale of my scent before sighing it out and nodding his head, knowing full well we were needed.

“Yeah.”

“Lewis…” he turned to me and noticed my face instantly turning stern. “Watch Oliver like a hawk. I don’t trust him, and you are the only one who can take him on.”

“I don’t know about that. You’re quite formidable when you have a gun in your hand.” He chuckled before taking my hand in his and walking us down the steps of the pack house.

Once we got to the main front door I noticed that Vee and Oliver were already there. Oliver standing with his shot leg slightly elevated as it still must be hurting him slightly. It made me wonder how effective silver truly was.

King Josh’s bullet wound healed within a matter of hours, that was done with an ordinary bullet though, while It had been a few days since Oliver’s wound and still it wasn’t healed. I made a quick note of it and turned to Lewis.

“His leg is still weak, any trouble and you aim straight for it.” I spoke in an extremely hushed tone, I made it difficult for Lewis to hear it, never mind the new royal beta.

“I saw that too.” He spoke in an equally hushed tone as we approached the newly found couple. Their hands were conjoined and Vees smile radiated nothing but joy as she stared at his face.

“We need to leave quickly.” Lewis stated before taking his top off drawing my eyes over his incredibly firm eight pack. “We should shift, the girls can ride on our backs.”

Oooh, I loved riding on Lewis wolfs back last time. It was amazing to feel the wind on my face. Vee however looked a bit scriptural as she stared at Oliver. Not that I blamed her. Honestly, I too was feeling a bit nervous at seeing Oliver’s wolf.

“Think you could hold onto my clothes love?” I scowled at how lovey do ye those two were. It had been a matter of days and they were like two love stuck puppy’s.

“Think you can shift on that leg?” I asked somewhat sneakily yet a hint of genuine concern.

“I can certainly try, if it’s for Vee.” He too took his clothes off and handed them to Vee, while Lewis looked at me with a looked that screamed ‘take my clothes too’ although for some reason he looked guilty silently asking. I rolled my eyes with a smirk and snatched the clothes out of his hands playfully before watching the two men begin to shift.

Their bones began popping so forcefully it almost seemed unnatural, and Yet the pair of them did it with such ease. It always fascinated me, just as much as it frightened me. Before I knew it I was staring at two large wolves one of which was Lewis, his Sandy colored wolf looking more beautiful and strong than the last time, and his beautiful had me once again in awe.

Oliver’s wolf was nothing special to me. He was smaller than Lewis, and his grey fur looked course while his eyes were beady and brown. His hind leg was raised slightly in pain but the rest of him stood tall and proud clearly trying to show off his wolf to the girl he called mate.

“Wow.” Vee gasped and placed a very hesitant hand on Oliver’s neck, stroking his fur with tender fingers.

My hand had already began exploring Lewis soft fur, while his nose nuzzled into the crook of my neck causing me to giggle girlishly.

I quickly pushed him off me, my cheeks flaring red at the embarrassing nose I had made, and I cleared my throat in order to play it off.

“Come on, we should go.” Both Lewis and Oliver crouched down lowly as to aid me and Vees mounting, once we were secured, our hands clutched onto the different fur that was underneath us and the guys zoomed away.

Oliver was slower than Lewis, given his injury, however we still made it to the safe havens entrance in good time. We handed the men their clothes and watched as they shifted and changed quickly.

“You’ll feel a sting when you enter, it’s enforced with wolfsbane.” Oliver nodded and clutched Vees hand again as the four of us made our way through the area. As I looked around at the familiar clearing I knew, there and then that I preferred the pack house.

By the time we got to the medical tent screams and shouts could be heard. Clamouring sounded as trays were knocked over and the four of us ran in.

I winced obviously at the sight in front of me.

The poor man was shifting, his right arm was completely bent in the wrong direction and shouts and screams left his lips at the torment he was facing.

“Why hasn’t anyone moved him out?” I asked. “If he shifts inside the wolfsbane border then it really will be a death sentence.” Lewis stated and everyone around stopped, starring.

Lewis was right.