Chapter twenty-five

Chapter twenty-five - Will this ever work out?

"A king is not complete without his queen."

[K A T O]

I woke up at what it seems to be later afternoon. Not sure have I ever had slept for this long, nor have I ever had rested this good. My usually grumpy "morning" attitude was nowhere near to the satisfaction I felt now. Why so? I stretched my body and yesterday's events hit me like a wall of bricks. Lukas. I turned my body to the other side of the bed faster than Flash himself would, but to my surprise, it was empty.

I bit my lip nervously, thinking of how delusional I am to come up with all those events. Do I miss him that much? Yes, I do. I want him to be near, I want him to always be around. Hell, I want a family and a couple of hundred kids with him, if that's what he would want to. I want to wake up in his arms. I need him.

I rubbed my eyes, in a hope that he will magically appear next to me if I do so. A rather loud sigh escapes my lips as the foolish plan of mine didn't work. It's not like he could appear out of nowhere, whenever I would want him to.

"Lukas..." I whispered his name even though I knew he wouldn't hear me. Maybe that's the stupid, nagging hope deep inside of me, trying to convince me that he will come back.

I got out of the bed rather unwillingly. The room seemed cold and distant, even though I could have sworn that his scent was all over it. This is a new level of being delusional, that's for sure. I lazily made my way to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.

"Great, on top of everything, I just have to look like shit also," I grunted and reached for my toothbrush. As soon as I brushed my teeth and washed my face with ice-cold water, I left the bathroom.
At this point, the bed seemed to be way more inviting than any other day, so I got back in and stared at the ceiling as a psycho I am.

How in the Hell did I get myself into this situation? I never wanted to be rejected or reject my mate. All I wanted was to find out the truth about his intentions and reasons behind them. Why fate has to play such a cruel game? I closed my eyes, letting the tears of disappointment and hurt steam down my cheeks.

"I hope that I am not the reason behind my Queens tears," his voice suddenly boomed throughout the bedroom, it even felt as if he was wiping my tears away.

Wow, Kato, you're one desperate piece of a wolf. Imagining things now? Isn't that low even for you? He's not here, stop being a whining idiot and get yourself together!

I took a deep breath and opened my eyes, ready to face reality. Instead, I was met with his beautiful eyes, full of concern.

"Lukas!" I yelled and threw my arms around his neck, letting the floods of tears take over. I cried in his neck for what seemed hours, while he rubbed my back and whispered sweet nothings in my ear. I can't believe this is real.

"Pinch me!" I demanded, getting my face out of his neck and looking straight in his eyes, my voice raspy from crying.

He laughed at my sudden childish action and instead of doing as I just demanded, he pecked my lips.

"Woah!" I mumbled surprised, earning an amused chuckle from him.

I opened my mouth to say something but instead closed it almost instantly after noticing the intense gaze he kept me captive under. Just about as I was, once again, trying to say something, he leaned in.

My heart raced as crazy, I swear it feels like it might break out of my ribcage and bang into his chest any second now.

His lips landed on mine, this wasn't a cute, innocent peck. It was a real kiss, our lips moving in sync, molding together perfectly.

Rather carefully he grabbed my hips and pulled me onto his lap, our lips never parting. I slide my hands up in his messy hair as he gently bit onto my bottom lip, earning a soft moan from me. After that he broke the kiss as if I was deadly, both of us panting for breath heavily.

A feeling of guilt and disappointment flooded over me. Was I not good at kissing? Was he not enjoying it as much as I did? Maybe he didn't feel anything after all?

He noticed the concern in my facial features and gently placed the tips of his fingers under my chin, bringing my eyes to meet his. A slight, I would say sexy, smirk plastered on his lips.

He bit onto his bottom lip.

"Whatever you are thinking right now, it's untrue. Don't doubt yourself or me ever again. By the way, you look, you must be thinking that I didn't enjoy it. I did. Even more, than I would like to admit right now. Please do understand that it takes all that's in me to keep my hands away from you. I broke the kiss only because I know that you are not ready just yet and if I would be selfish, I would make love to you here and now. But I'm trying my best to be understanding, to be gentle and patient, the type of mate you deserve. The type of mate I have to become to make you happy. We got time." he cupped my cheeks and left a small kiss on my forehead, soon after getting up from the bed.

"Oh..." was all I could say. That's not even a proper word, damn it. My cheeks were burning red.

He looked down at me and smiled, reaching his hand for me. I gladly took it and got out of the bed, my legs shaky. Note to me: do not sleep that much anymore.

"Go, take a shower and get dressed, we have some important things to discuss," he took my hand in his and leaned down to kiss it.

If I wasn't blushing enough this far, now I must be turning into a whole overgrown tomato. Pretty sure that even my feet are blushing now.
How can he have such an impact on me? This man is unbelievable.

"That is," he wiggled his eyebrows, showing me the cutest side smirk ever. "That is if you don't want for me to join." Lukas wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me against his hard chest.

I laughed awkwardly and looked up to him, noticing how amused he was by every emotion I had. How proud he was about the impact he still had on me.

"You can make me some breakfast," I giggled like a child. If any of my friends would see me now, they would not believe that it's me. I'm not acting like this... Ever...

"Your wish is my command," Lukas let go of me and bowed as if he was some kind of a servant of mine. We both laughed at his action.

"So this means that you will do whatever I want you to?" I decided to play along with his game.
This feels perfect.
The fact, that we actually can act like teenagers in love, without any worries or responsibilities on our shoulders, is amazing. So careless and free. I would love for it to stay this way forever.

"Yes," my laughter died as he spoke. All amusement and jokes were gone, he was serious. As serious as never.

"But why? I mean, you did choose me as your beloved, but we rejected each other. Yeah, we're trying to work things out, I think. I'm not sure, but I hope, you know. But still... Why?" I mumbled like a little kid, not noticing how I started walking around the room.

"Because a King is not complete without his Queen. I'll wait for you downstairs, take your time.", he leaned to my neck and rubbed his lips against my skin as he spoke. A wave of delightful shivers traveled all over my body, I closed my eyes and bit onto my bottom lip. Just a simple touch and I'm all on nerves, ready to jump on him any moment.

He must have noticed the awkward state I was in and chuckled. I opened my eyes to see him gone and sighed.

"Keep yourself in hands, Kato. You are not desperate. Not for now. Time for a shower!" I mentally scolded myself. Now it was my turn to chuckle. Whatever he is doing to me, I love it. The way he makes me feel, I would never trade the feeling for anything this world could offer. And he's making me food! At the thought of food, I rushed to the bathroom, to take so needed shower.

"He's a keeper," I mumbled to myself before getting into the shower.

This man must be my everything. He is my everything.