50. Lucy's Seduction.

Adrian POV

The phone buzzed in my hand, Caleb’s voice already running over the line before I could even say hello.

He has been in his mansion for over three days now.

“Adrian, it’s been a week. Still haven’t seen Lucy. She’s ignoring your calls, man. You sure she’s alright?”

I ran a hand down my face, leaning back into the chair behind my desk. “I know, Caleb. I know.” My tone was clipped, but inside… I was frustrated. She was acting more unpredictable than ever. The council forced people into positions, and Lucy… she had her pride shattered. The last encounter with the girl wasn't cool.

“Don’t worry,” Caleb said, his voice casual, but I knew him well enough to hear the underlying amusement. “The council will force her back to your place. You’ll see. She’s acting like this now, but—”

“Caleb,” I interrupted sharply, “I’ll call you back. I have someone coming.”

It was that moment that I smelled her before I even saw her.

Lucy.

The air in my office shifted. The faint perfume on her lingered like a dangerous current, pulling at something primal inside me. My pulse sped, and I felt that familiar tightness in my chest.... Which scent is this?..

She stepped into the room, moving slowly, almost teasingly, her eyes lowering before she looked up at me, a faint, dejected smile on her lips.

I swallowed, trying to maintain composure. “Lucy,” I said, my voice lower than usual. “Where have you been?”

She tilted her head, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear in a way that felt deliberate. “I was wondering the same about you, Alpha,” she whispered, her voice almost playful, almost sad. “Miss me?”

Every fiber of me resisted the pull.... What's going on?.... What has she done again??.... Why am I attracted to her of a sudden..... I tried cancelling sexual thoughts that was coming to my head ..... Her scent kept drawing me.

I wanted to take a step back, wanted to remember why I was doing this: my heart was with Rose?. Lucy was the acting Luna. The council’s pressures. My own duty. Yet… she was standing there, inches from me, and all I could smell, all I could sense, was her.

I clenched my jaw. “Don’t play games, Lucy.”

She laughed softly, but it wasn’t the lighthearted laugh I remembered from before—it was edged with melancholy, desperation, and desire. She took a slow step closer, the scent of her mingling with the faint cologne I wore. My instincts, my body, were screaming at me to respond, to forget everything except the heat radiating from her presence. I had to stop myself. I had to.

“Adrian,” she said, reaching out and brushing her fingers along my waist. “Why do you ask about me if you didn’t miss me?”

Her touch was light, teasing, yet deliberate. I felt myself slipping, my control cracking in ways I hadn’t expected. Every rule I had tried to uphold—every oath not to allow Lucy into my life—wavered as she leaned closer. My chest tightened. My hands itched to hold her, to pull her closer, and yet… I restrained myself.

“Lucy,” I breathed, my voice hoarse, “this isn’t… you know why I can’t—”

She interrupted me with a soft smile, leaning closer so her lips were near my ear. “Then why don’t you try?” she murmured. “Since you’re asking about me, why not admit you want me?”

I swallowed hard, trying to steady my racing heart. Her hand slid from my waist to my short , lightly brushing over my manhood , teasing, tempting, a silent challenge. She knew exactly what she was doing. I knew it. And yet…

“Lucy,” I said, stepping back slightly, my hand gripping the edge of my desk. “What have you done?”

She ignored me, moving even closer, her body brushing mine. “Do you really want to stop me?” she asked, her voice soft but insistent. “Or do you want to feel me? Just once. Just for tonight?”

The words hit me like a blow. My mind screamed no, but my body betrayed me. I could feel the pull of her, the magnetic attraction that seemed to be amplified.

She leaned in and kissed me, I tried pushing her buh I could not.... I suddenly grabbed her waist .... My strength.... Pushing her to the wall.... I tore her clothes... Her breast pointed.... Facing me

Then I kissed her neck... Her perfume drawing me.... I kept soft bitting, kissing her neck... She moans deep

She smelled like danger, like seduction, like… mine, in some unnatural way that made no sense but demanded acknowledgment.

I shook my head, trying to regain focus. “Lucy… y.”

She moaned... Smiled lightly . “Don't stop ”

“I—” My words faltered as she pressed herself closer, her hand sliding down my waist , removing my short off my body... I didn't struggle with her

I could feel the heat radiating from her body. It was intoxicating, maddening. Every instinct in me, every primal urge, screamed to let go.

And yet… I thought of Rose. I thought of Caleb, of my duties, of the council, and of what it meant to act against myself. I swallowed, drawing in a steadying breath.

“You can’t just—” I tried fighting the urge again, but she interrupted me with a light, teasing kiss on my neck “Why are you resisting, Alpha? ”

I stepped back, forcing space between us, trying to regain control.

“Lucy,” I said, voice trembling slightly, “this isn’t… it can’t be you and me. I'm not attracted....to.” I found myself kissing her neck .... My hands all over her body.... I couldn't resist.... What's happening to me.... I felt an immerse amount of heat in my chest.... Touching her makes the heat cool.... What has she done to me?.

She moan softly, almost teasing, almost sad. “It’s always like this with you, isn’t it? You resist everything… everyone… even your own desires. But I know. I can feel it, Adrian. You want this.”

I closed my eyes briefly, pressing my fingers into her. She was right. I did want it. The pull of her, the way she moved, the scent... This night … it was all designed to overwhelm me. My alpha instincts screamed at me to dominate, to claim, to protect, and yet my heart… my heart belonged... to Rose?.

Opening my eyes, I took a measured breath. “Lucy… ”

I didn't know what took over me.... I carried Lucy ....

My hands on her bum..... I dropped her on my bed, tore the already torn clothes from her body..... Removed my short completely.... Then I stared at her .... Her scent kept pulling me then our skin joined....

I penetrated.

The feeling wasn't right buh it was pleasing....

Pleasure.... I felt pleasure....not peace buh pleasure.

The battle between duty, desire, and destiny was only beginning.