One month later I watched Brock, studied the cave. We had just stumbled upon the cave when we went for a hunt, and my bodyguard beta had insisted Daedalus map was here. “Are you sure about this?” I asked for the sixth time, Brock smiled at me and my lips betrayed me by smiling back, Brock had become friendly after the day I confessed that I loved him, though he still kept making snide remarks but in a more friendly way and he had avoided kissing me but he liked holding me close to him whenever it was time to sleep, I still wished he would at least kiss me. “Bingo!” Brock yelled and I followed him deeper into the cave. “What’s that?” I asked and he held up his hand, in his palm was a huge golden key. “Where do we put that?” I asked and he shrugged. “That’s what I do know, there is no loose brick here, no loose stones everything is just smooth” he said and I punched the wall, nothing. He grinned when I punched the wall.
I moaned as Brock deepened the kiss, he moved down and kissed my neck and bit my earlobe, I cried out and he moved lower almost touching my breasts. “Can I?” He asked and I nodded, not trusting my self to speak, he shook his head. “Say it” he ordered and I almost screamed that he shouldn’t stop but I controlled myself. “Yes, do what you want. Please don’t just stop” I said, it sounded like I was begging but I didn’t care I needed him in this moment. Brock said nothing and cupped my breasts in his hands and I moaned and bucked into him pressing him into the ground as he rubbed a sensitive part of my breasts. The feeling was too ecstatic, that I was sure I was going to run mad in pleasure, then suddenly, Brock until he was until and moved lower. “What are you doing?” I asked in surprise then I felt his tongue on my core, the one place I never bared to anyone before except for this handsome man with me. I grabbed his hair and pushed him deepe
I stared glumly as Brock studied the cave walls, the were no cracks or anything on the smooth cave walls, it looked like someone had find out the way and didn’t want to make it easy so the person cemented the walls. “Maybe it’s not this cave” I said for the fifth time and as usual Brock kept silent, ignoring me. “Since we are not going to have sex anymore, you can talk to me” I said and he turned sharply in surprise when I said that then he schooled his features into a scowl. “I don’t have to talk to you” he said and I shrugged. “We are not fighting, are we?” I asked and he looked away. “No, but we should avoid each other” he said. “Why?” I asked. “You are Logan’s mate for heaven’s sake, he choose you, I can’t be with you. Yes, I want you, so bad I want to rip your clothes and take you right here” he growled, “But I won’t” He turned away again and resumed his inspection on the cave walls while at glared
I opened my eyes to find myself in a familiar bedroom, the light felt too bright and my head pounded in my skull. I sat up and closed my eyes calling my werewolf to look with me as I opened my eyes this time, the lights didn’t seem to bright. The door opened and a familiar person, I grinned when I saw him. “Logan!” I exclaimed and he grinned and hugged me, I hugged him back. “How did you find me?” I asked and he smiled, and held my hand. “We have been scouting the place where you disappeared, and my guards saw you unconscious mfloating on a river.” He said and I stared at him confused. “Floating on a river?” I asked and Logan nodded. “The Quintus werewolves lands is magical and I guess it has some kind of invisible portal that does not allow it to be found or seen” he explained and suddenly I remembered Brock, was he back? “What of Brock?” I asked and he grimaced, a bad sign. “No news of
I watched the crowd vibing to the slow music and smiled. Werewolves surely knew how to party, beside me, arm draped over my shoulder was Logan smiling at his people. I could feel his warm hard body beside me but it did nothing to me, not the way Brock’s body did to mine, I just felt numb. I wished Brock was here, he would be standing in a dark corner watching for enemies. My eyes watered again and I squeezed them shut. How the hell can such a handsome man be dead? “You’re okay?” Logan asked and I turned to him and smiled. “I am fine” I answered and squeezed his hands. “Care to dance with me?” He asked and gave me a boyish grin, reminding me of Brock and I nodded. Logan took my hand and led me to the dance floor. His people cheered around us as he held my waist and I held his shoulder as we swayed to the old classic song. I looked up and found him staring at me in adoration, like I was some sort of goddess. We went on swaying to the music until it came to
I stared at the chicken breast on my plate for the fifth time this morning. Gwen had insisted I eat up because I was growing thin. Logan had been worried and called for doctors who said I was okay and that I just needed to eat well. “You know, looking at the food won’t make you have an appetite, just dig in” Gwen said, sitting across. Gwen was the only person Logan allowed to sit that close to me. I poked out my tongue at Gwen and she grinned. “You are one hell of a big baby Amelia.” She said and gulped down her wine. I watched as her throat moved and raised my glass to my lips and sipped. The wine flavor hit my tongue and suddenly I felt hungry. “I am hungry” I announced and Gwen burst into laughter. “Seriously Amelia?” She said with a grin, “I thought you said you didn’t have an appetite” she teased and I smiled. “The wine is something else” I said, raising my glass and she chuckled. Gwen leaned closer, suddenly serious. “Do you really believe the beta is dead?” She asked and
I made an excuse to Logan that I was going to the toilet then I ran after Brock whose long legs were making it hard for me to catch up. “Brock” I called but he didn’t stop so I ran and grabbed his arm. He turned, his expression unreadable. “What?” He snapped but I ignored him and stared at him in wonder. “You’re alive” I said and he scowled, and removed his arm from my grasp. “Go and meet your mate. Fucking leave me alone” he growled. I stared at him, he looked angry. “Are you jealous?” I teased and his nose flared, he grabbed me and shove me into a wall. “Say that again and I will…..will… I” he stuttered . I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck. “You can do nothing to me Brock.” I said softly, I leaned closer and he pushed himself away. “Vixen” he growled, “Who is teaching you this?” He asked and I grinned. Gwen had been teaching me how to seduce a man, glad I learned. “No one” I said then I
I reached the forest and sniffed, Brock had definitely passed here. The forest was dark now and the trees looked formidable in their silhouettes. I walked between the trees and raised my face to pick up his scent, feets away. I trudged ahead until I saw him, sitting on a stone ledge, staring ahead. The wind whipped his dark hair and he tossed his head back. The move was so sensual I nearly moaned. “What do you want?” He said and I jumped. Werewolves and their super abilities. His was specially unique. “I want to talk” I said and watched a rabbit ran up to him and cuddled his leg. Brock rubbed the animal lovingly making me feel jealous. So he treated an animal more than he did to me. “Brock?” “I don’t want to talk to you” he snapped and I moved closer. He tensed as I approached. “Stay away from me” he added. “Stay away? I won’t. You can’t make me.” I insisted and he growled. The rabbit beside him took off sensing hi