Chapter 3

"Room service!" A loud assertive voice of a polished man that wore the hotel's uniform for butlers and bartenders. He had an ID it spelled out, Edgar.It was a common name nevertheless, it suited him quite well. He was very posed with a slicked back hair. He entered with a tray with liquor, his dinner and empty goblet on his sliver cart.

***

The uniformed staff with a swift hand pulled out a tonic from his sleeve in his coat. Bit into the small cork and poured his empty liquor glass with traces of the drug.

He as a butler and bartender, with a towel on his sleeve. He introduced the finest wine to him as he poured it to him in his glass goblet. "With respects and compliments to our honorable client. Please accept our hospitality to serve you this fine evening."

Theo nodded as a signal for him to pour the wine. The splash of wine in the goblet masked dissolved the tonic with the mixture itself.

He then went away with the sliver cart. And gave him a polite gesture of bowing down as exited the room with a mischiveous grin.

***

"Just leave it there," a familiar voice that belonged to Theo was heard. He drank the glass of wine, which gave him a certain favor of his liking to and most likely finish the whole bottle entirely.

But then a few minutes in, as he feels that his whole body was heating up, he was sweating profoundly and was starting to feel aroused. 

He started to stroke his member. He dimmed down the lights as he browsed some of his favorite saved porn in his phone but it wasn't enough for him. He needed something more stimulating to satisfy his drive. 

Halfway, he gave up as he pulled the sheets to sleep. 

"Ah!"

The girl screamed then Theo was dumbfounded to see a girl in a sexy cat costume. Her scent was so enticing and tempting enough to make his inner wolf instincts kick in. 

"W-wait. No! Not like this.." her voice came out as a scweak. He loosen his grip as her free hand slaps him hard to wake him, but only to anger him more.

Theo held her more tighter than before. "Aw." She wenced in pain of his death grip. He pinned her down aggressively as he started tearing her clothing piece by piece. She even got nasty scratched in the process. 

Butt-naked she squirmed beneath him wanting to escape. His inner wolf sensed the feeling of familiarity from within her. His teeth grew into fangs as he sank his sharp fangs that pierced through her breast forming a bruise.

"You are now my mate," he proclaimed with a deep commanding voice like a gentle lick of a lion to his lioness.

His golden eyes that seemed to had hypnotize the girl, was suddenly filled with lust and desire. He bit her neck as he entered her. Blood flowed between her entrance as he thrusted harder and faster. 

Cathwulf's hand formed into tight fists. Her knuckles turned white as she grasped the thick bed sheets with each thrust for dear life. 

Their sweat mixed together as the bed rocks. 

"Ah ah ah ah~!"  the tone of her was soft and gentle till she experience the heat that 'rut' of his alpha made her gasp in ecstasy.

***

Both of them were so intoxicated with pleasure as they moan in unison both united as a whole. The heat of the moment, their hot flesh rubbing against the other was lust. The desire to be touch like a thirst of a virgin maiden that has never been touched by any man. It was a quench like a fountain to her. A need.

She felt him getting bigger inside of her as if it was about to release something like water was about to gush out with full force inside her. 

No clue of what had just happened and what may come next, she remained in her position. 

***

Her first kiss. Her first time. Gone in an instant. But she didnt felt sad she felt like a woman. She indulged at the fact that a guy as handsome as Theo would bed her with such intent. It was like a dream that any girl would have. A wet one. She was in a daze. She grew wary of the situation she was in but she still needed to escape. His hands traveled to her waist hugging her from behind. A wholesome gesture but it wasnt directed to her as she heard a whisper so soft it was bearly a murmur.

"Ruelle..."

***

A tear of loneliness and sadness engulfed her momentarily joy. The happiness and pride she had awhile ago had vanished into thin air. She felt like a shell. She weep to sleep every time he whispers sweet nothings in her ear knowing that it wasn't meant for her but for his girlfriend, Ruelle. Cath's hatred for her grew because she was blessed with the things she has. As she starts comparing herself to her looming in self-pity. Theo hallucinates that she was Ruelle and comforts her by kissing her forehead.

Exhausted, his body lay flat next to her. Also drained, her eyes felt heavy as she closed them and fell sound asleep. A white substance that produce a musky smell oozed out of her.

***

The morning came. He woke up with an aching hungover as he placed his hand on his head. He checked his surroundings and realized that they were both naked under the sheets. 

"Fuck," he cussed under his breath. 

He can only remember having the liquor sent to him searching for answers. He noticed the familiar face of the girl but that didn't matter. He knew someone set him up, and she is a part of it all. 

"Wake up," he said abruptly. Cathwulf opened her eyes feeling dazed as she woke.

"Who are you working for!?" 

He shouted at her face, demanding for answers. Scared, she tried to speak but her unintelligible words came out of her lips that made her stutter as she could only weep at her inability to speak properly to him cause his eyes were red.