chapter 4-Breaking point

The sound followed me into sleep and dragged me out of it.

Low, guttural, it was the sound an S-CLass Alpha made when control snapped and instinct took over.

I sat up in bed, heart hammering, the guest room door was closed but it did not matter. His scent was bleeding through the vents, thick and aggressive, laced with depression.

My body reacted before my brain could catch up, heat bloomed low in my stomach my glands eched.

Enigma, we did not get the normal ruts, we got the opposite, when an alpha lost control we feel it like a command, submit, soothe.

I shoved the feeling down and swung my legs over the edge of the bed, staying was stupid but leaving him like this in this building with task Force sniffing around, he would kill someone or get himself killed.

I moved before I could talk myself out of it.

The hallway was dark, silent except for the sound, it was coming from the Master suite, the door was a little bit opened but I did not go inside I stood by the door.

"Lucien?" I whispered.

I was stupid again using his name, no answer just a low growl that made my knees weak I pushed the door open.

The room was a mess, glass scattered on the floor, furniture overturned and in the middle of it, Lucien was on his knees, hands fisted in his hair, shirt torn open, his eyes were cold and unfocused.

He looked dangerous and feral, he look like he was in pain.

"Get out, Rian leave". he gritted out through clenched teeth. I should have left, but inside i stepped inside and closed the door behind me .

"Your suppressants failed, I know". I said quietly.

"Don't -", he caught himself off with a choked sound. His head dropped. " Don't say you can fix this".

"I can, but not if you keep fighting it" I said.

His head snapped up. "Don't say it like that, don't make it sound like I want this".

"You do, parts of you does, that's why it hurts". I said softer now.

His scent spiked, overwhelming, the room tilted, my knees hit the floor before I realize I had more.

"Rian if you stay, I want to be able to stop". he said.

My name on his lips sounded wrecked, I wasn't offering myself not really I was offering a choice.

"Let me help or lose yourself completely".

For three seconds, he did not move, did not breathe, then he crossed the room in one fluid motion and knelt in front of me.

His hands covered over me, shaking, he didn't touch.

"Consent", he said, voice raw, "say it".

I swallowed hard, "Help me help you Lucien".

That was enough, his control shattered, he did not throw me on the bed, he did not manhandle me.

He was careful, two careful like if he moved too fast he would break me and regret it forever.

His hands cupped my face, thumbs brushing over my lips like he couldn't wait any longer, his scent surrounded me.

"Look at me". he murmured and I did.

Cold eyes, wild and focused only on me.

"Rian". He called my name like saying it out loud kept him tithered to sanity.

"Yeah, I am here". I whispered back.

His lips found mine, it wasn't gentle, it wasn't romantic, it was desperate, messy, like he had been starving and I was the first meal in years.

His teeth grazed my lower lip and I made a sound I did not mean to make.

He groaned into my mouth and that sound undid me. His hands moved under my shirt and removed it, I arched into the touch without thinking.

He was putting on only his shorts, his body was so built in the way I couldn't help touching and dipping my fingers into his back.

"Fvck", he muttered against my neck. "You smell good".

Burying his face in my throat instead, his nose dragged against my scent gland and i shuddered .

"Don't bite, not yet ". I said, voice shaky.

"Not yet", he repeated it like he was memorizing the words.

His hands slid down, gripping my thighs pulling me closer until there was no space between us, I could feel him hard and desperate against my hip.

"Bed". my managed to whisper, he didn't need to be told twice.

He took me to bed without us breaking the kiss, he was still kissing me so desperate and deep, the next thing we were both n*ked, he kissed me down to my lower body, he turned me over and continued kissing my back down to my hips.

His hands slid down gripping my legs pulling me closer and his lips found mine, I felt him hard against my back, he moaned so loudly, I could not help it, I moaned with him, he held me by the neck and continued.

Later, I was not sure how much time had passed.

The room smelled like sweat, sex and his scent mixed with mine, my body ached in a good way, my mind was quiet for the first time in months.

Lucien Ley beside me, propped on one elbow, watching me like I might disappear if he blinked.

"You are still here". he said softly.

"Yeah, don't sound so surprised". I said.

"I am". He reached out, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

The gesture was so careful, so unlike the ruthless CEO the world knew, that made my chest tight.

"Thank you", he said.

I snorted, "Don't thank me, I did not do it for you.

"Then why?" he asked.

" Because if I did not you would have hurt someone, because part of me needed to know I could stop you and because you asked", I answered trying to give an excuse.

His expression shifted, something softer.

"Rian", he started.

My phone buzzed on the night stand, loud, I sat up fast grabbing it, I felt a sharp pain but tried all my best to ignore it so Lucien won't notice.

I saw an unknown number.

Message: We have your friend come alone or he dies.

My blood ran cold, Lucien show my face change.

"What is it ", he asked.

"They have Theo", I said already swinging my legs out of bed, "Kael's task force, they want me".

" you are not going alone". He said with an angry and dangerous voice.

"I have to, if not my friend dies", I said

"I am coming with you",

"No", I wore my clothes quickly, "If they see you, it's a war and Theo will be collateral".

Lucien stood, grabbing my arm, " I am not letting you walk into that".

"Trust me, just this once". I said meeting his eyes, he held me for a long moment, then let go.

"Text me when you are safe or I am burning the city down to find you", I said.

I managed a weak smile. "Dramatic much?".

He did not smile back.

As I slipped out of The penthouse, I knew one thing for certain, this was not over.