6. You're our mate

Elara's POV 

“Get away from me,” I said calmly, ignoring the fact that I was extremely turned on by whatever the fuck he was doing right now but he simply smirked.

“And if I don't?” He asked, causing me to swallow as I placed my hand on his chest wanting to push him away.

“I'm married,” I muttered, ignoring the muscles under his shirt as I tried to push him off me but he didn't budge. “Someone could walk in and get the wrong idea.” 

“Let them. You want this anyway.” He whispered, and I sucked in a sharp breath before doing what needed to be done.

I slapped him hard, and his face tilted to the side just a little before he chuckled, a low, dark chuckle that twisted my insides.

“Was that supposed to hurt?” He asked, clearly amused and I stared at him in surprise, expecting to get his ego hurt so he would pull away. But he didn't.

“I'll do worse if you don't move away. I told you, I'm married.” I reminded him and he snorted, his fingers gently tracing my cheeks.

“You’re married to a man who sleeps with a different woman every day. You're loyal to those who aren't loyal to you. You watch your husband kiss other women, and yet, you deny yourself pleasure.” He whispered, his fingers tracing down my chin and all the way to my neck, earning a sharp breath from her.

“You know nothing about me,” I whispered, ignoring that shifting sensation inside me again. “Don't try to act like a saint just because you want to sleep with me.”

“I'm not a saint.” He said, tilting my head to look at him while his other hand slid up my thighs. “I never pretend to be what I'm not. But tell me you don't want this. And I'll leave.”

I opened my mouth to tell him I didn't want him. But the words died in my throat when I felt myself drawn to him even more as he slid his hands over my waist. I wanted to resist him but I was giving in to him instead.

But then, I've been nothing but the good wife to Rowan when all he did was treat me like a piece of shit. It wouldn't hurt to be a bad wife for the first time in my life.

“That's what I thought,” Draven whispered as he leaned in and kissed me deeply, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him back passionately, giving in to my desires for the first time.

I would let go. Even if it was the last thing I did.

And goodness, he kissed me like he had been waiting his whole life for this moment. There was something about him, something that made me drawn to him. I would have called it the mate bond but I was already fated to Rowan, making it impossible for me to be mates with anyone else.

Draven squeezed my boobs gently and I let out a soft moan that he swallowed with this kiss, his hands roaming around me in impatience. Just then, the door opened and I pulled away instantly, my heart pounding harshly as I glanced at who walked in.

Seeing it was Kael, my face turned red as I pushed Draven away from me and got off the desk immediately. Seeing both of them stand in front of me made me feel overwhelmed and I backed away from them.

“What do you want from me?” I asked and Kael chuckled in amusement.

“This is my office. I caught you kissing my brother in my office and you're asking what I want from you?” He asked, clearly amused, and my face burned with embarrassment as I cleared my throat.

“I didn't…” I stopped myself and chose to apologize instead. “I'm sorry, I'll take my leave now,” I muttered hurriedly as I moved between both of them, ready to leave when Draven pulled me back.

I let out a yelp of shock when he pulled me so that my back was right against his chest and Kael stepped closer so that he was in front of me.

“Who said you could leave?” He whispered and I froze, confusion setting over as I realized I was now trapped between both of them.

“If you both think it's fun to mess with me, then please, just let me go,” I muttered, tired of their games but Kael made me look at him.

“Do I look like one to play games?” He growled, his thumb brushing over my bottom lip and I found myself whimpering at that action.

“But—”

My words were cut short when I felt that movement in my chest again but this time, it was more violent than before as it threatened to break out of me. I let out a soft cry of pain as I held onto Kael, power surging out of me as my wolf finally awakened, sending waves of pain through me.

I didn't shift like I thought I would. But she was in there. She was alive and breathing. My wolf was awake and it was because of the twins.

“You are—” I heard Kael say and that was when I heard my wolf's voice for the first time in my head. Her voice was loud and clear.

Mate.

I stared at Kael in shock, stunned at the fact that he was my mate. But I wasn't feeling the bond with him alone. The bond was strung between both Kael and Draven, causing me to gape at them both in shock.

“Mate.” They both growled at once and I gasped in shock, my head spinning from the amount of power that had left me just now.

“I knew there was a reason I was so fucking attracted to you. I refused to believe it because I sensed you had no wolf. But it is real. You are our mate.” Draven whispered behind me and I wobbled, leaning to him for support.

“You're not any ordinary wolf, Elara,” Kael said and I glanced at him in confusion. “You have the Lycan bloodline. Just like ours. Which is why it took your wolf so long to awaken.”

“That's impossible,” I muttered, utterly confused. “How can you be sure?”

“That energy that shot out from you just now? That can only happen if you're a Lycan. Besides, we are only mated to our kind. Which sums it up.”

“You're our mate and a Lycan, Elara.”