Chapter 4

Lily was still standing back in the darkness, her breathing rising and falling, her body betraying the chaos within.

Moments after the fight, she had hurriedly grabbed some of her discarded clothes, which were thrown off during her shift.

Now she had pulled them on in her confused state, her fingers still trembling from the adrenaline coursing through her veins.

It was also now that she noticed just how short her skirt was, and how greatly it exposed her smooth, thick, succulent thighs.

She had not bothered to cover up very well during her run out of the palace.

Her assumption was that she would only quickly admire the moon for a few minutes before heading back.

But now, she had not just had to battle with a rogue wolf minutes ago.

She now also had to deal with the beastly, hairy, masculine figure of Callum approaching her, his presence both commanding and unnerving.

He was standing several feet away, his broad shoulders relaxed yet imposing. He had since shifted into his tall, naked form illuminated by the moonlight.

He didn’t bother to cover himself or turn away.

She swallowed and felt a rise in the rush of her blood.

Her wolf, Dora, stirred within her, and then her voice echoed through the mind link.

"He’s huge, Lily… it’s unbelievable."

“Shhhhh,”

Lily tried to hush, keeping her eyes on him, watching every slow step he took toward her, feeling the heat of his gaze burn into her skin.

"I’m not thinking about that."

She muttered under her breath.

“Yes, you are,” Dora teased, amusement thick in her tone.

“Don’t forget that I can read your thoughts… And also don’t pretend not to notice the rest of him. He’s built like a god. He’s… perfect. Look at those shoulders… those muscles… that dick!”

Lily bit her lip, glancing at the long, monstrous-looking rod under his legs and quickly looking away.

This was wrong on so many levels.

But what could she do? Callum was right in front of her now, his scent a maddening mix of musk and danger.

“You shouldn’t be here,”

Callum said finally, his voice low and filled with an edge she couldn’t quite decipher.

“I... I didn’t mean to,”

She stammered, wrapping her arms around herself tighter as if that could shield her from the temptation clawing at her insides.

“Don’t.” His tone stopped her cold.

He took a step closer, his movements now very deliberate, his piercing eyes digging into her own.

“You don’t need to explain. You just need to leave. Now. Your husband will be waiting. Remember, he warned you about this place.”

Dora growled back at this point.

“Why does he get to order us around? Listen to his eyes, not his mouth. Look at him, Lily. He’s practically daring you to step closer.”

Lily tried to ignore her, clenching her fists, willing her legs to move, but she couldn’t.

When his voice came again, it had this sexual timbre in it. It heated her blood, and she was very sure that her cheeks were so red now.

“What did you see?”

There was silence. Then she stepped forward, looking away right after glancing at his dick for the second time.

She tightened her lips and closed her eyes.

“I asked you a question.”

His voice was a little more forceful now as he got so much closer that she felt the hot air from his nostrils on her face.

Finally, she opened her eyes weakly, no longer able to deny her helplessness.

And when she did, only one word came out.

“Everything.”

Callum paused for a second. Then he brought his fist to his mouth and cursed under his breath.

“Fuck,” he swore.

The next thing he said was—

“You should go.”

But by then, it was too late because she was no longer in control of her body.

Her hormones had taken over, and under her dress, her nipples were standing firm, aching with need.

She didn’t move an inch. Instead, she stood her ground, her horniness hitting the roof, her breath shallow.

“What if I don’t want to?”

Dora’s whisper was approving now.

“There’s the fire. Go on, Lily. You’ve been holding back too long. Say what you want to say.”

Callum was breathing so hard now, and when she lowered her eyes, she noticed that dick of his, full veins stretching out, going erect.

She gasped.

Callum moved faster than she could react. He rushed toward her suddenly, grabbing her by the waist.

And before she knew it, her back was already against the rough bark of a tree.

His nose and mouth were inches away from her own. Her head tilted upward.

“You don’t know what you’re saying,” he whispered, his palm pressing gently against her cheek.

They were both breathing into each other's mouths now, the force of attraction growing stronger and stronger.

Her response after this surprised her.

“Then make me understand.”

That was the final straw because she could feel his standing dick brushing around her groin area. The skin on it was so hot.

It made her wet instantly.

Something shifted in his expression.

And at once, he pushed his head forward, gluing his lips to her own.

She didn’t pull away. Instead, she opened her mouth as he received her tongue into his.

She tasted of mint while he tasted of whisky.

The kiss deepened, lip muscles brushing hard against themselves, saliva mixing.

Callum pushed her tighter against the tree bark, and with one hand, he pinned her two hands above her head.

With his other hand, he grabbed and squeezed her breast.

“Ahhh,” she moaned.

His movements were rough yet controlled.

With the same right hand, he lifted her leg, wrapping it around his waist to bring her closer.

She began to tremble as his lips started to travel down to her neck.

A wild, delicious feeling ran through her, making her mind go blank.

As Callum’s palm began to trail down, trying to take off her panties—

A faint sound in the distance interrupted them.

Callum froze.

His eyes widened in the dimness, looking like he had just realized what he was about to do.

He had nearly banged his father’s Luna.

He stepped back abruptly, releasing her hands and letting her leg fall back to the ground.

“How… how did we get here?” he muttered.

“What are we doing?”

Lily blinked, her cheeks flushing as she too came back to her senses.

She quickly bent down, grabbing at her clothes scattered on the ground, trembling as she tried to pull them on, though her disheveled state left parts of her belly and red nipples exposed.

She looked at Callum, gesturing in panic, and was just about to say something—

But Callum raised a hand, cutting her off.

“Stay steady,” he said, his tone clipped, though his eyes softened just a fraction.

“You need to leave. Now.”

“Callum, wait…”

Before she could say another word, he turned around and disappeared into the dark, his footsteps swift and silent as the forest swallowed him whole.

Lily stood there, shaking like a leaf in the rain as the approaching footsteps they heard started to get closer and closer.

“Someone is coming.”