Her addiction

Orla pushed open the door of her house and walked in. The sitting room was in a mess as she had not come here in the past few days.

Well, she has been so busy with work that she barely had time to come back home.

She closed the door and walked sluggishly to a couch, dropping her bag on the glass table close by and then she slumped tiredly onto the couch

She felt very exhausted after her affair with Logan last night; it was indeed a very fun long night. She had not enjoyed having sex with somebody as much as she did with him, it was quite unfortunate that she had to let go

She had woken up very early in the morning, dressed up and left before he was up. It was better to run than give explanations that will hurt her in the process.

Orla smiled at the thought of him. The way he smelled and how good he looked when he smiled, she had never felt that way with someone else.

Maybe it was because he was her mate. He had made love to her the previous night and made her feel things no one has ever done before.

The other men who patronized her would usually concentrate on satisfying themselves, but he chose to put her feelings before his own, he made her feel special last night.

She felt sad about having to lie to him and running away from him, but it was for the best.

She knew it was what she had to do, she had to avoid him regardless of the mate bond that they shared.

He could always move on, he could always find another person like the humans do, their destiny might be tied together but it didn't stop him from being with someone else.

As much as it hurt her to let go, she didn't have any regrets doing so. She didn't think she was worthy of being in a relationship with any man, even if it was blessed by the moon goddess.

He was not just any man, he was a werewolf and Alpha at that. That was why it was more difficult for her.

How would she explain to him that she cannot commit to one man? How would she make him understand that she is a nymphomaniac? That the reason she is working in a brothel is not because of the money, rather it is because of her condition, her constant urge for sex?

Even if she did have the courage to tell him, would he accept her after knowing all that?

Why would a man in his rightful sense accept a woman who he knows is bound to cheat on him at any moment and anytime?

She didn't want Logan to have to face all that, he seemed like a good person and she wanted better for him. Becoming his mate would be like punishing him for a lifetime

Someone like Logan was what most women prayed for. He was rich, handsome, humourous and cultured at the same time. He was strong and powerful both in the human world and creatures.

Was she a fool to reject him? Maybe she was, she had just sacrificed her happiness for the sake of his, but she still felt it was the right thing to do.

She doubted he would be able to find her, given that she gave him a wrong name and no other details about her. If he couldn't contact or find her in a long time, he would eventually give up.

Well that is what she thought, but was he going to do that? What if she was not the only stubborn one around here?

Perhaps this was her fate, so she had to live with it for the rest of her life.

She cursed her uncle for doing this to her. She doubted she would ever forget him in this lifetime, he had ruined her life unintentionally but that wasn't a criteria for him to be seen as innocent.

How would she forget him when his scent still lingered all over this property. This was the only valuable thing he had left with her before running off with his Asian girlfriend.

Orla hoped he never returned, she didn't want to ever set her eyes on that monster who ruined her psychologically.

If it wasn't for him, then this would have been the happiest day of her life; she found her mate and he was everything she wanted in a man, he was tough on the outside and yet soft on the inside like a coconut.

Even her wolf was not happy with her, she had tried to silence that part of her life a long time ago, she had not let it out in three long years.

During full moons, she would usually fall sick but she would prefer to stay indoors rather than let the animal out. She feared that if it took control, it would never let her take the wheels again.

She no longer even tried to initiate conversation with her alter ego, and when it spoke to her, she suppressed and ignored it.

She just wanted to live this lifetime anyhow it turned out and then move on to the next, maybe she would have better luck in her next life.

Orla sat on the couch for a very long time, feeling lazy to stand up and take a shower. She owned the whole house to herself so she could do whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted.

Speaking of whatever she wanted, she felt like taking off her clothes right here and right now. She would feel much comfortable walking naked into her bedroom.

She turned to the passage that led out of the sitting room and towards the bedrooms, her eyes caught an object on the floor; it was her dildo.

Her heart skipped at the sight of that and her hormones jumped into action. Why did she have to be so careless? Now the urge was back, the cravings for sexual fantasy.

She had thought earlier that it would give her a break after that awesome sex with her mate, but it turns out that she was wrong.

Her clitoris needed to be attended to right away, she was feeling hot between her thighs and she clasped them together.

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door. At first she was glad that the knock came, as it helped distract her from her dirty thoughts.

Also, whoever was at the door needed to learn how to use the doorbell. What was this? The 19s.

Well, her happiness changed to fear when it crossed her mind that the person at the door could be the very person she had run from. What if it was him? Alpha Logan Smith?

To be continued!!