49: Questions
**Tristan**
*“…I will fall in love with you…”*
It rang in my head, over and over again, coercing me into a deep sense of silence. For some reason, just thinking about what he’d said made my heart beat erratically in my chest, and my stomach clench tightly in a strange sort of excitement. It was a new feeling, one which was potent and warm and unfamiliar, and I leaned into it. Slowly my mind began to drift to the possibility of Lucien falling in love with me. Would he still be as flirtatious and annoying as he was now? Or would he start behaving differently around me. Admittedly, I’d grown used to his constant pestering, and so the thought of him changing his behaviour made me worry slightly. I didn’t want him to change. I was developing feelings for this annoying, childish, and seductive version of him. The version that ate sweets all day and couldn’t help but tease and joke around no matter how inappropriate his jokes and teasing became. Then, I began to worry about myself. Would I be able to promise him the same? Would I be able to fall in love with him too?
And almost as if to reassure the busy thoughts in my head, Lucien gently squeezed at my knee. I glanced up at him and he raised a brow.
“You seem so lost in your thoughts. I hope my last statement didn’t frighten you.”
“Oh… n-no. You didn’t frighten me at all. It’s just… no one’s ever said something like that to me before.”
He chuckled and then stared back at the road. “Well, you should count yourself lucky. I’ve never said that to anyone but you. So, I expect to be abundantly compensated.”
He said the last part in a seductive and suggestive tone, and immediately I knew exactly what he was insinuating. My body was all too happy at the thought of him touching me again. It had been so long since I’d felt the decadent sensations of pleasure only Lucien could inflict on me. And so, I hungered for it desperately.
“Do you ever think about anything besides sex?” I asked as I tried to hide my blush by staring out of the window.
“Of course. I think about you a lot too. Then again, most of the times I think about you, make me think about sex too.”
Again, I began to feel that potent feeling in my chest and stomach.
“What about you, Love. Do you think of me in that way too? Do you… *want* me?” I heard him suddenly whisper into my ear. I turned to face him and was startled at how close his face was to mine and how lust-filled his eyes were.
I tried not to stumble over my words but failed miserably as I said, “Sh-shouldn’t your eyes be on the r-road?”
“You didn’t answer my question, Love.” He practically purred. His cool breath fanned softly against my face and his lips practically hovered over mine. I gulped and stared up into his golden eyes. Only now, they were red instead of gold, and in them, I could see the reflection of a bright shade of blue. The wolf side of me was clearly also gripping onto threads of self-control. “I’m still waiting for an answer. Do you want me, Love?”
But I was too embarrassed to tell him the truth. And so, I evaded his question again. “K-keep your eyes on the road.”
He scoffed. “What road?”
My brows furrowed in confusion, and I moved my eyes from Lucien’s to the road in front of me, only to find that the road was no longer there. I’d been so distracted by Lucien that I hadn’t noticed that we’d stopped outside of a large, abandoned house. The foliage was overgrown with dying vines woven in the front steel gate and some crept up the dirty walls of the large house and snaked into a few of the broken windows. Behind these windows were old curtains, some of them torn and discoloured by dust.
“What is this place?” I asked softly.
“I’ll answer your question if you answer mine,” he placed his fingertips underneath my chin and lifted my face towards his so that I was staring back into his red eyes again. I couldn’t escape the intensity of his gaze, nor could I escape the searing heat and sexual tension between the both of us. My heart was racing, and my breathing had become hitched and uneven.
He was too close for me to deny him what he wanted, and so I gulped and nodded slowly.
“Uh uh. I want you to say it, like a good girl.” He purred again. By then I’d lost control of my body completely. It melted against his touch as he let his hand trace against the side of my neck, down my collar bone and then he traced a finger down my chest. His eyes never left mine and again, I couldn’t help but give him what he wanted.
“I- I want y-you…” I said almost under my breath. I suppose I should have been more confident and rebellious, but when it came to Lucien, I couldn’t quite hide my feelings. And besides, he always turned these sorts of situations into games of his, and as always, he never lost.
Lucien smiled and removed his hand from my chest and placed it on my cheek. He began to lean in and close his eyes and for a moment I thought, “This is it! He’s going to kiss me!” But instead of feeling his lips against mine, I felt him kiss against my cheek. His lips were soft and warm, and they stayed against the skin on my cheek for a while, radiating warmth against my entire face. Although I was disappointed, I couldn’t deny that the feeling of his lips on my cheek was nothing short of ecstasy. If a small kiss on the cheek made me feel this good, I wondered how good I’d feel if we finally…
“To answer your question,” he uttered after removing his lips from my cheek. His face was still close to mine and my eyes instinctively moved to his lips as he spoke, “this is my home. My *real* home. I stayed here for most of my life after leaving the pack.” He then paused, lowered his gaze and gave a sigh before saying, “This is where Jasmine and I stayed.”
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