Chapter Eight - Game

“16 million!” Wright said anyways, ignoring her, but Ava was still staring daggers at her. Eve turned away from her.

“16.1 million,” Zayn continued, obviously toying with Wright. Evelyn couldn't help but smile- Both of them were enjoying it.

“17 million-”

“17.1.”

“18 million,”

“18.1.”

“Twenty million!” Wright gritted his teeth at Zayn, who didn't even look at him, but his mischievous grin irked Wright even more.

“20.1-”

“Is this a game to you Elder Zayn?!” Wright blurted out, trying so hard to hide his frustration and irritation.

Zayn bursted into laughter.

“Hmm. One hundred million.” He announced, once he was done laughing, leaving the crowd dumbfounded after that statement.

“1-1-100 million?!” The master of the event stammered. Then he cleared his throat, “I-I mean, One hundred million! Do we have anything higher? No?- Sold at 100 million!” 

The dumbfounded crowd began to mutter as they began to package the jewelry for Zayn.

“The emerald is invaluable, but I would never buy it for such an outrageous price,”

“You don't have the money to buy it for such an outrageous price,”

“W-What do you mean by that? I-I just wouldn't spend that much on some jewelry no matter how priceless it is.”

“Like you said, priceless. Only filthy rich people can afford to get such things no matter the price,”

Not just the muttering crowd, but Wright, Ava, and Evelyn were rendered speechless by Zayn.

Eve just stared at him.

The necklace was brought to Zayn. Then he brought out the necklace from the glass box it had been package in. He turned towards Evelyn and wore it on her neck. She was too stunned at him to even reject such a gift and gesture.

He smiled at her.

“How wealthy are you?” The words just escaped her lips.

“More than you can ever imagine, love. I'm a f*cking billionaire!” He grinned.

Evelyn scoffed.

…

Evelyn was currently standing alone, the auction had come to an end and Zayn was escorted to the management to make payments for the necklace.

“So, you finally whored your way to another alpha,” she heard Ava say. Evelyn turned towards her, to see that Wright too had walked up to her.

“Excuse us, Ava.” Wright ordered.

“Wright-”

“Ava! Don't make me repeat myself.” Wright threatened. Ava sighed and walked away from them.

“So what's your relationship with Zayn Malik?” Wright questioned.

“I don't think I owe you an explanation. It's absolutely non of your business.” Evelyn responded.

Wright scoffed, “You just couldn't wait to leech unto the next available alpha that would accept your worthless self as a mate. I wonder what you're offering Elder Zayn, because you have absolutely nothing to offer him.”

“Or is it… don't tell me,” Wright chuckled.

“Tsk… I do feel pained that I wasn't able to bed you. You are a beautiful woman after all.” He continued.

“(Scoffs) I'm glad I was never bedded by a scumbag like you.” Evelyn retaliated.

It irked Wright. He grabbed her waist and dragged her away.

“Let go!” Evelyn demanded as he continued to drag her away until he got to the restroom. He was way stronger than her, she couldn't free herself from his grasp.

He pushed her into one of the stall of the restroom and shut the door after he walked in too.

He started to undo his belt.

“What are you doing? What do you think you're doing?!” Evelyn questioned. But he just laughed maniacally at her.

He grabbed her by the hair and made her face the wall.

“I'll very much like to shove back your words into that pretty mouth of yours.” He told.

Just as he was about to force himself on her, the door of the stall flew open breaking off to whatever part of the restroom, and an angry Zayn appeared. His glassy blue eyes were blazing red right now, with bloodlust.

He grabbed Wright away from Evelyn throwing him off across the restroom. Without giving him a breathing space, Zayn pounced on him, landing heavy punches on him. Wright's eyes turned red, his canines grew longer as he tried to transform into his Lycan form, but Zayn punched him out of it and he continued punching Wright untill the ground beneath them was almost bathed in his blood.

“Stop Zayn! You're going to kill him!” Evelyn begged. Just how strong was he. He didn't even have to transform, yet a could beat up an alpha to the point of scaring his wolf off, making them unable to transform.

Zayn stopped when he heard her voice, he turned to look at her, then he returned his gaze back to Wright. 

“That's my fiancee over there. If you ever dare come close to my mate again, I swear- it won't just be punches, I'm going to rip you apart and not even the moon goddess can save you nor stop me from doing so.” Zayn threatened and finally let go of him. He grabbed Evelyn by the wrist and they walked out of the restroom- A terrified Ava stood just in front of the restroom entrance.

Zayn continued to lead her away till they got to the car. “Get in the car,” he said as he entered the driver's seat. Eve got into the car and he sped off.

“Slow down please,” Eve pleaded but Zayn ignored her.

“Why would you disregard the moon goddess like that?” She questioned.

Zayn scoffed, “Indeed!” Then he sped off even more. He finally made a stop when he got to his mansion's underground and main packing lot.

“Why are you so angry? Am I really your mate?” Evelyn continued to pester him with questions.

“Oh I'm not angry love, this isn't me being angry, no one can handle my actual anger,” he replied, “And you're not my mate!”

There was silence for a short, “Understood. You likewise,” Evelyn responded.

“Thanks for saving me from him. But please next time, don't kill him before I can get my revenge on him. Just his death wouldn't be enough to sate my revenge against him.” She added.

“Good. For a second there while you begged me to leave him alone I thought you still loved him,” Zayn pointed out.

“Do you?” He asked further.

And Evelyn answered after a short while. “No. But why would you care?”

“I don't. Just a piece of advice, you need to get rid of whatever little love you still feel for him if you want to succeed in your plans for revenge.” He told.

There was silence.

Zayn sighed. “I don't think I can have a mate Evelyn. But…”

She stared intently at him as he spoke. “I feel really protective and possessive of you.” He added.

“And right now, his scent is all over you and it's really pissing me off.” He continued.

Evelyn swallowed. He had this dangerous yet enticing look in his eyes. “Nothing a hot bubble bath can't get rid of.” She mentioned, lightly.

“Let me get rid of it for you.” He requested.

“...”

Zayn's hand rested on the window of the shotgun's seat as he kissed Evelyn. He started planting peppery kisses all over her leaving his mark on her at each licks, bites, and sucking- Which Eve responded to with her melodic moans. She kissed him back whenever he kissed her lips again, matching his pace.

He pressed a button to make the shotgun seat started to move backwards a little, so he could hover above her. His hands went under her gown, and her pantie was gone in the next second. 

Her breath hitched as his kisses lingered on her legs up to her thigh until he got to her vagina, and he began to lick and suck on her there. She moaned to the magic touches of his hot tongue even as she flushed red in embarrassment.

“Hmm… wait,” she moaned as her hand rested on his head gently making him to peek up at her through his dishevelled strands of hair.

“I… uhm…” she was too embarrassed to ask him to stop or continue, it was the first time someone was invading her feminine parts with their tongue.

“Am I allowed to hold your hair?” She asked instead, removing her hand from his head.

He grinned at her, “You are.”

“And, don't be shy. You're very beautiful, your flower has these delicate and pretty looking petals with a scent and flavor that makes me want to taste every layer.” He added. But his words only made her to fluster more.

She bit her lower lip- How can he be so brazen?

He continued tasting her, and she shut her eyes moaning in pure ecstasy.

When her eyes opened again, was when she felt him go into her. She whimpered even more, as their hips moved in sync, creating this fantastic feeling. She held his shirt and clashed their lips together. They kissed untill he was under her and she was on top of him.

Their lips parted ways. Her hands were on his shoulders, and she gasp as she sank into him.

His hands went to her hips, “Move your hips on me, Eve.”

Eve let out a breath, “I don't think I can ride you properly.”

“I'll show you.” He replied. His hands on her hips assisted her as she rode him, making him groan in pleasure.

Evelyn moaned as she rested her head on his shoulder still riding him. 

She soon reach orgasm. “(Lets out a breath) Evelyn…” Zayn moaned her name as her vagina embraced him tightly as she cummed. He withdrew from her as he cummed too.

“Have you never had a mate?” Eve asked staring into his eyes as they caught their breath.

“I have had one before. A long time ago- She died.” He responded. “I don't think I can have another.”

She nodded and got off him, sitting on the driver's seat.

“Let's go in. I have something to give to you.” He informed.

So they arrange themselves, and were soon inside the mansion. He took her up to his room. His room was really large and had a dark themed aesthetics, with most of the furnitures and other decors being black. A few were white and gold.

He took her to the balcony. “Just a sec,” he excused himself. She savoured the view of the balcony as she waited for him, her room doesn't have a balcony.

He finally returned with ruby rings in his hands.

She stared at him in anticipation.

“These ruby rings will be our wedding rings. I've had them for a long time now.” He stated. He wore one of the rings that looked more virile with a smaller ruby, “They are not just ordinary rings. I can sense if you're in danger if you're putting it on. So always put it on as from today. I think I also need to teach you some basic fighting skills to defend yourself. What if I wasn't there for you today? What would have happened then?”

She just nodded at him in concurrency.

He put the ring on her finger. She smiled, her finger caressing the large and pretty ruby of the ring as she admired it. But then- A memory flashed sharply across her mind.

She saw Zayn. His face was contoured in pain, he held a woman's bloodied and lifeless body close to him as he cried in sheer agony.

Then she snapped out of the memory just as abruptly as it had appeared.

“Are you okay? What's wrong?!” Zayn asked worriedly as she gasped for breath.

Whose memory was that? Because it certainly wasn't hers. Was it Zayn's?

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