Chapter 104 - He deserves to know

HADRIAN

Her knees buckle when she has to walk the short distance to the car. Emma is exhausted and the fact that I have to keep my distance from her is clawing away at me.

The abandoned factory is a twenty-minute drive from Aldea. The two other girls argue about who’s taking a shower first as they step out of the car.

Emma buckles again when she steps out. I quickly but not supernaturally catch her before she falls. I deliberately slip my hand on the bare skin of her waist and linger for a little longer than necessary.

I hold her and hone in on the connection between us. It reinvigorates my hibernating wolf and I hope it will give her the same surge of energy

“Emma, are you okay?” Dex asks as he approaches us.

I remove my hand and let go of Emma. She steps back and awkwardly scratches at the flush at her neck.

Dex throws an arm around her shoulder and guides her to the town. “Don’t worry about the numbers okay, we’ll find a way. There’s still time.”

They think Emma is too weak and not fast enough. My palm burns with the desire to rip his arm off her, but I know better. She went into my room last night, not his. I have to let the confidence in that overrule my possessive nature.

I walk onto the square and I find Lucas standing on a metal ladder with a toolbelt around his waist. He reaches for the overhanging welcome sign above the entrance of the only diner in town.

I walk over to him instead of following Emma like I want to. I know Lucas has been avoiding me and that feeling keeps nagging at me. “What are you doing?”

Lucas jumps at my question and bangs his head against the sign. The metal chains of the sign break and it falls to the ground with a clatter.

He rubs the top of his head. “The metal was weakening, I didn't want it to fall on anyone’s head.”

I pick up the sign and the wood rasps over the cobblestones. The wood is weathered and the chains are rusty. “How did you know the metal was weakening?”

Lucas shrugs as if it's obvious. “That sign has hung there for as long as I remember.” Lucas climbs down the ladder. “It was bound to happen at some point.”

He doesn’t give me a look as he picks up the ladder and takes the sign from me. I follow him to the side alley where he opens a door to some kind of storage area.

“Are you angry with me?” I ask and I feel ridiculous for asking. Honestly, I don’t even know why I care. I shouldn’t, Emma is the only one I truly care about.

Lucas places the ladder against the wall with a hard clank. “For what? Shoving your dick in my little sister?” Lucas moves to the shelving in the back and rakes his hand through a plastic container.

“You are angry.” *Damnit.* Why is there this unease in my chest? It burns like acid and is fueled by the disappointment I see. “Can I make it up to you?”

Lucas sighs and pulls some metal chains from the container before he turns to me. “You know, I like you, but I don’t have to like you getting busy with my sister.” What he is saying is that I should just deal with it, like he has to do.

Lucas shoves the container back in place. “Better even, I don’t want to know about it.” He storms past me and out of the storage room, then turns when I try to follow him again. “And even more importantly, the town cannot know about it.” He whispers this time.

“I know,” I grumble. That piece of knowledge just seems to magically disappear when Emma breathes within three feet of me.

“You really want to make it up to me?” Lucas asks and I nod at him.

“I want to get a tattoo.”

I raise an eyebrow at him. “Okay…” I guess it has something to argue for.

Lucas slaps a hand on my shoulder. “You’re getting one too.”

I back away from him. “What?”

“Not matching of course.” Lucas rolls his eyes and swings a free hand to his back. “I was thinking of an eagle on my back, what do you think?”

They are basically scars if I remember correctly. “I don’t know if it will stay.”

“You haven’t been healing like normal right? You’re basically as human as me.” Lucas says with a chuckle and takes the broken sign with him out of the alley.

*But he isn’t. He’s half werewolf and he has no clue. He deserves to know.*

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My attention is on Emma even if she’s in a different house. I try to listen to the sounds through the wall as I walk up to my room. The wall is thick and I have to really concentrate to make out the sounds next door.

I step into my room and a practically naked figure stands before me. Alex has her hair loose and her hand at her side. She is dressed in only her underwear. “We can share a shower.” Her voice is a seductive whisper. Alex steps towards me, but I move away.

I hold the door open. “Get out of my room.”

“We both have to get clean, don’t we?” She trails a hand over my shoulder and I grip her wrist. Her green eyes darken and excitement tugs at her mouth when I lean closer.

“Find someone else.” I grit out and pull at her wrist so that she has to step out of the door, then I slam it closed.

“Asshole,” Alex mutters when she thinks I cannot hear her.

I move to the wall between me and Emma’s room. I press my ear closer to the wall to listen if anyone is there. There is nothing but silence coming through the wall. I check if nobody is lingering in the backyard. I climb out the window and climb along the wall towards the next window. I’m careful not to make a sound and make every move with stealth.

I know Emma has been withholding the information from her brother about what happened, about their mother and who he is. I cannot keep withholding the truth. He deserves to know.

I slip into her room with ease and I embrace the scent of vanilla, custard and lemongrass. I sit on the bed as I listen to the different sounds in the house. I hear Kelsey singing a song in the room across and hear a groan coming from the kitchen downstairs, which sounds like Alex. The shower is running and it stops. The water slowly dwindles until only drops patter on the tiles.

I sit down on the bed as I wait for Emma to get back to her room. It doesn’t take long. She doesn’t see me at first as she looks at her bare feet when she enters the room. Her wet hair is being held together by a clasp.

She has only a pink towel wrapped around her body and her skin is still slightly damp from the shower. She looks up and jumps when she spots me sitting on her bed.

I don’t take my eyes off her as she quickly closes the door. I think I’ve been lying to myself. My resolve already withers when Emma steps into the same room.

“What are you doing here?” Her words are a low whisper.

“We need to talk.”

“About what?”

Her freshly washed body is doing things to me. Her skin looks even softer than normal. The fact that her naked body is only hidden by a single piece of fabric makes my appetite even larger.

“Come here.”

She obeys me and I’m pleased. Emma always good to me. She stops when she’s right in front of me, only five inches between our chests. Her hand is clenched around the two ends of the fabric to keep it closed. I pry her hand loose and let the towel fall to the floor.

Her nipples harden when they're exposed to air. I land my hands on her bare hips and take one nipple in my mouth. I look up to see her reaction when I suck. Her eyes close and her mouth falls open.

I continue to tease and suck her nipple and move to the other. I guide my hands over her soft backside and pull her closer to me. I lift her up by the back of her thighs and place her on my lap. Her pussy spreads open and sinks down on the hard bulge in my pants.

She moans softly and moves her hands to my hair to keep me against her chest. I happily oblige the request.

There is a knock on the door and Emma freezes. The door handle twists, but the door stays closed.

“Emma, why is your door locked?” Kelsey groans.

My lips are locked around her hard nipple and I release her.

“I-I’m changing.” Emma chokes out the lie. I’m surprised at the rapidness. I feel myself hardening even more. Emma is rarely a naughty girl like that.

I continue my ministrations on her breasts. I bite softly on the pillowy flesh and she lets out a satisfying choked gasp.

“Do you have any burn cream left? I think I burned my elbow when I slid down the ramp.” Kelsey whines through the door.

I move my thumb to the exposed bud between her legs and run slow circles.

“In the c-cabinet above the sink. There should be p-plenty.” Emma quickly spouts before locking her lips and releasing a choked-up moan. It rumbles in her chest and against my mouth.

“Thanks, you’re a goddess.”

I keep the pressure as I circle around the bundle of nerves. I would do so much more if I had the time and freedom. Emma trembles under my hands and mouth.

She keeps all the sounds inside her. Her orgasm is quick, short and not as satisfying as I would like to see. But making her come at all is more than I could ask for I guess.

I kiss her shoulder as I guide her through her climax. “I agree, you are a goddess,” I say only when Kelsey steps down the stairs.

Emma climbs off my lap and I don’t stop her. My dick strains and begs for more, but I cannot do what I want to. Not with the others in the house.

Emma pulls on a loose shirt and shorts to cover her delicious body. “What did you need to talk about?” She hides that wet, soft pussy for me. I can taste her arousal in the air.

I shake my head to clear my mind. “Your brother. He deserves to know.”

She covers her body even more with a loose sweater that hides her curves. “Deserves to know what?”

“Everything.”