~~Chapter Two

My heart burned with intense anger, like a pot of spaghetti about to overflow. I had always sensed Dave was creepy, but this was beyond me. 

The fact that the bastard followed me all the way sent shivers down my spine.

"How on earth did you locate me? Have you been stalking me?" I cried out and he smirked lazily, his smile unsettling.

"More or less."

Tall as a building, he was one of the rare humans who passed the six-foot-three mark and could even pass for a Lycan. But the fool possessed no powers other than his sexual stamina.

"Don't act so surprised. Finding you wasn't that difficult. Did you think you could escape without me noticing?"

His grin grew wider, and his breath brushed against my ear, causing me to recoil in disgust

"Get lost, Dave,” I snapped, pushing past him.

Men like Dave think they can own or control women, just because they think they're physically stronger or have more money? Newsflash: having a bigger bank account doesn't give him the right to dictate my life.

 He's a fool to think I'm afraid of his empty threats. I'd show the sicko that he's irrelevant to me. 

"Oh, Ashanti, you stubborn woman. How I've missed the folds of your pussy lips. Last night, I couldn't sleep and only thought of bending you over and slamming my cock into you so hard your walls drip."

When his hands slipped around my waist, my flesh crawled from the contact, and I pushed myself away.

"Following me around is a sign that you have a death wish. Get out of here before I call the cops."

Dave chuckled, licking his lips "Do you need money? Just say the word, and I will give you any amount you want. Trust me, baby."

This dude was testing my patience, and my wolf, capable of taking down five grown men, burned with the urge to spring out and tear him into shreds. If Dave had any idea that he has been fucking a Lycan, he'd lose his damn mind.

"Listen to me and listen well. No amount of money will ever make me have sex with you. The next time I see you around me, I won't be responsible for my actions."

When I marched to the door and yanked it open, he smirked, followed by a bark of laughter.

"Oh, I'm scared," he mocked and turned serious. "Look at yourself from head to toe. You're nothing but a cheap slut who has nothing to brag about. No good job, no money, no properties, nothing. I'm offering you a better life in exchange for your pussy, and yet you treat me like shit."

My fury glowed hot and bright in me as I spun on my heel and faced him.

"How dare you!"

 "Truth hurts, girl. You're not special. I only need you because I'm addicted to your pussy."

"You're sick in the head, you disgusting pig.”

"That's not what you say when I fuck you like a pornstar,”he said with a laugh.

"Ugh, Dave! I can't stand you. Your eyes are ugly, your tongue tastes like rotten cabbage that's been left to rot in the rain all day, and your ugly tattoo of two wings overlapping each other-"

"And what about you," he barked at me, cutting me shut. "You're a fucking sex addict who needs to see a shrink."

I balled my fists at my sides. His strokes and girth may be perfect, and I wasn't ashamed to admit that Lycans have a high sex drive, But I was done with Dave Walker.

I'd rather die of sexual starvation. 

"Leave before I make you bleed."

He stared at my boobs, unaware of what he was doing anymore, his mind completely shut down by lust.

 This was a problem, and I had to get rid of it once and for all.

"Ashanti, baby," he drawled. "I didn't mean half the words I said. Just stop being stubborn and move in with me.”

"I'm dead serious, Dave. Get out."

"Or what?" He reached out to grab my shoulders and shook me roughly. "I dare you to do your worst."

 With narrowed eyes, he took a step closer. "Who owns this place? Your new fuck buddy? Such a shame your desperate pussy settled for a pauper this time. Now where is he?”

I sighed, tired of this back and forth. "It's none of your business, Dave. Stop forcing yourself on me, and I suggest you leave before things get uglier."

"You'll regret this, Ashanti," his tone went hateful."Tell your man to pay me every cent I have spent on you, or else, by God, I swear, I'll make you beg for your life."

"If you threaten me again..."

My words were drowned out by his roar of fury, and without warning, he lunged forward, pushing me to the ground.

A searing heat engulfed me when he grabbed a fistful of my hair. My wolf, Bea, stirred, ready to kill. My nails turned to claws, and knowing my shifting was certain, I tried to push Bea back with my mind, willing her to stay under control.

I had to be calm and collected if I wanted to protect myself. But my human self couldn't resist their wolf instincts when aroused or angry.

Dave didn't loosen his grip. He squeezed the roots of my hair and threw me over his shoulder. Without thinking, my claws scratched his face, drawing blood. He cried out in pain as the skin ripped away from his cheeks, revealing a gaping wound.

Blood dripped onto his shirt, and a shiver ran through me despite the raging fire in my body. He dropped me to the floor, and I scrambled away from him, my heart pounding in my ears.

"You bitch!" he screamed, lunging at me. I dodged his attack and ran for the door.

"Stop running away from me!" he yelled, chasing after me.

I ran into the street, with Dave hot on my heels, swearing vengeance. A vehicle zoomed past, spraying me with water and obscuring my view.

The driver rushed out and ran toward me to help me. But before he could touch me, Dave leaped forward and latched onto my arm but froze when we saw a gun in the driver's left hand.

"Back off," his deep voice commanded, aiming his gun at Dave.

Shaken, I managed to control my wolf and looked around to see if we attracted any attention.

"Who the hell are you?" Dave snarled at him and pointed at me. "Your pimp?"

"I'm Ken," the man replied calmly, his gaze steady. "Now step back and leave the lady alone before I blow your head off."

Dave hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting between me and the stranger, contemplating whether he should attack or not.

After several moments, he acted sensible for the first time in his life and backed away.

"I'm not done with you, Ashanti. You don't know what's about to hit you. Bye, for now, honey."

I watched him vanish in the distance, feeling air being knocked out of my lungs and let out a relieved sigh.

"Are you alright?" Ken asked, "Or do you need me to call the cops? Those were some heavy threats that you shouldn't take lightly."

"It's fine," I panted, my voice trembling. "I'll handle it. Thank you for stopping him."

His smile was breezy, and I got the chance to look at him. He was a very handsome man with sleek, chestnut hair and wore an expensive-looking jacket. Everything about him screamed "CEO."

"Anytime," he replied smoothly, his eyes crinkling. "B

ut maybe next time, you'd think twice before befriending such a fool. What if you had been hurt? No one deserves to be treated that way."

I nodded. "You're right. I appreciate your help, and I'll make sure this doesn't happen again."

"Or you can hire my service as your bodyguard," he chuckled playfully. "I didn't catch your name."

"Ashanti," I said politely.

"Beautiful name. It matches your face," he winked, his eyes checking me out.

"I'll keep that in mind," I started to say but stopped when I noticed a figure from the slightly wound-down window. The passenger door opened and a man stepped out.

And to my greatest shock, my wolf threatened to jump out of my body. A scent that was beyond description filled my nostrils.

My mate!