Chapter 30: Giving Into The Temptation

[Dove]
“How would you know?” I sniffed and shot him a confused frown.

A moment ago I was head over heels with him. Now, I wanted to clobber his ox-brain head again. Why does he still think that he could control everything? My powers are from the Goddess; not him.

“I just do.” He smirked.

My eyes instantly switched to an unimpressed stare. I was suddenly aware that my blouse was hiked up to my breasts and they were half-exposed. Looking down, I saw the V-collar of his shirt opened, exposing his chest and blushed furiously.

Abruptly, I pushed at him. Startled, he tumbled over the bed like a rolling log. As he landed on the floor with a loud dull thud, I scrambled to my knees, adjusted my clothes and composed myself. He quickly came to a stand at the end of the bed, looking stupefied.

“What the hell, Dove. Did you just shove me? I told you that you won’t be able to hurt me.”

I backed against the headboard and held up a hand. “You don’t control everything, Cole. You don’t know my powers.”

He gave a bored look. “I told you - I know.”

“You’re not the Goddess! How would you know? My powers come from her,” I cried.

His eyes stretched briefly and then relaxed again as he raised a finger, shaking it with a warning stare. “You are not bringing her in again. This is between us. I don’t want her involved.”

“She made us, Cole!” I was weary of his constant dismissal of our deity. “How can we not involve her?” The discovery of the cave floated back into my mind and I was secretly shocked that we still haven’t told Cole about it. The dreaded feeling surfaced again but I pushed all of it away. This is not the time.

“This is between us,” Cole growled. “It has nothing to do with her.”

I dropped my hands in defeat and exhaled heavily. “Alright, then I won’t include her.” He slowly relaxed. Then, I said with a stronger determination, “Until the day my powers are proven, you can’t touch me.”

His features tensed up again. “What?”

“You heard me, Cole.” I pointed a finger at his nose and shot a warning glare. “You can’t touch me until I am sure about my powers.”

He folded his arms. “So you’re the Alpha now?”

I froze. My breathing paused.

He flashed that darn devilish smirk of his. “I said, as long as we’re not mating, it’s okay.” In two strides he was a wolf hair's breadth from me. I shuddered at the explosion of his entrapping scent as his fingers kissed my cheek and then cupped it to feel its weight.

I brushed his hand away.

His other arm circled around my waist and pulled me close. “We can do this as well.”

I tried to push his hard and heavy chest away. But, damn, he smelled so good.

He leaned down and pecked at my cheek. “This as well.”

“Stop it.” I rotated my head the other way in a fruitless effort to avoid him and my other cheek received a loud peck from his lips. I stopped struggling and gave him a half-angry stare.

A hand lifted to my forehead and its thumb kneaded the lines between my eyes. Then, his fingers threaded through my silver hair. He secured my head and swooped in for another breathtaking kiss.

When it ended, I was all hazy and fuzzy again. I looked helplessly at his beaming proud face as he whispered, “This, too.”

A giggle escaped from my throat.

He pulled me forward, enveloped me with his muscular arms and thick marvelous scent in a pleasing cuddle, and nuzzled my ears. “And this. So remember them all.”


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A white light came on in the background and my eyes stirred open.

I smelled fresh mint and the morning rain, closed my eyes and smiled, feeling his arms on my back.

Last night, he wanted to get me in bed and continue where he left off - fondling my breasts. But I threatened to leave the room if he did and he looked like a cub scolded by an elder. Wanting to see his smile again, I hastily suggested that we cuddle instead.

So here we are, interlocked with each other, arms and legs.

My eyes burst open and I quickly sought the source of the familiar tingling sensation at my belly. His hand was under my blouse, feeling my skin. I switched back to his face and caught a tiny smile.

“Cole,” I whispered angrily.

The hand glided to my back, creating my goosebumps all over my limbs, and pushed me forward. Our noses kissed and his smile inched closer.

My stern voice sounded. “Cole. No.”

He paused and leaned back. His eyes opened with an annoyed look as they studied me quietly.

Afraid that he might get too upset, I wanted to explain myself when he spoke in his seductive morning deep raspy voice.

“Why was Megan training you?”

This Alpha does know everything, I thought and silently cursed it. My hands clamped my mouth again. He backed away, appalled.

“Did you just swear at me?”

I shook my head profusely.

His face fell into a telling look. “Don’t swear at your Alpha.”

I threw a scowl at his smirk and the reminder. But deep down, I was elated that he’s my Alpha.

“I asked Megan to show me some self-defense tricks,” I said.

He frowned and said, “Why Megan?”

I pressed my lips and stared back.

He lifted himself, perched on an elbow and scrutinized my face for answers. Then, he sighed and announced, “I’ll train you.”

“What?” I exclaimed and scrambled out of his grasp into a sitting position.

He sat up as well and I swallowed hard at the sight of his bare chest. He had taken off his shirt sometime during the night. My eyes started to drink in his beautiful golden brown skin and the muscles that rippled across his body.

He cleared his throat. I lifted my gaze and he was wearing an arrogant grin. My cheeks burned immediately and I tried to get off the bed, away from him, when he grabbed my wrist and pulled me in for a hug.

Resting my chin on his shoulder, I cast a look of boredom at the window as laughter vibrated through his body. When the laughing subsided, he said, “I’ll train my own Luna.”

I smiled and nodded.