Chapter 4

Caleb’s POV

“Why do you stand there staring at him? Is this the first time you’re seeing a priest coming here?” My dad growled and I shivered. My body shrieked in reflex out of my thoughts. I wanted to block him from suspecting anything. I remembered last time, what happened to Luca.

“No!” I snapped, trying to come alive. Leonardo didn’t help matters, he rose up slowly walking to me with a smiley face. My wolf was alarmed, beating with desire. My heart beeped and my body went stiff. My lips twitched in nervousness.

Why is he coming so close? Oh well, he doesn’t know my history like I do.

A quick idea came to mind. I bowed so low before him. “Welcome Padre Leonardo. I wasn’t expecting you today but be rest assured you will have the most cordial welcome.” I breathed in, thinking of what next to say so I could leave the prying presence of my dad and the desiring aura of Leonardo’s wolf.

“But—“ I stammered. “I’m just returning and would love to have a bath first of all.”

My dad hummed. Leonardo looked disappointed. Even though I never wanted him to be back here again, I felt the urge to dress well and look nicer. Bowing again, I walked out of the living room, upstairs, heading towards my room. I didn’t look back but I felt his scorching eyes following me.

After I’d sensed myself walking off his sight, I breathed a sigh of relief, shaking my head.

I reached my room, which was a little bit messy. For the time being, I was pulled away from going to the bathroom to arrange everything. My undies which I’d left on the bed while rushing for classes, I packed them all into the dressing room. Within fifteen minutes, everything was set.

The moment I finished, I paused, puzzled for a minute.

Why am I doing this? Not like he’s coming to visit my room?

A shake of head crowned my reaction. The effect of last time. It was still haunting me.

They were still waiting for me downstairs, so I rushed over to take a shower, using five minutes. I couldn’t sell off my secret that I was arranging my room. It will look so obvious.

Upon getting myself dry, I rushed to the dressing room, sliding in a creamy brown pair of pants with a light long sleeve black top. Both had been pressed before now. Standing before the mirror, I combed my hair to my favorite style, a center patting. Last thing, I slid into a pair of black palms.

At least now, I look more mature. Like a mature top. I was too cute, I needed an air of dominance.

Strolling slowly, I walked downstairs. Barely reaching the foot of the stairs, his scent hit my nose. Seems much like an Alpha himself. Alphas from other regions were less dominant and less stronger than my region, he was a low class Alpha, added with being a priest, he had no time to train his wolf.

I controlled my wolf, so as not to sell myself off. I kept a formal, cordial expression.

“You’re still—“

“You’re here?”

We both uttered at the same time, froze a bit before releasing the tension.

My dad rose up, arranging his clothes, seeming like he was going to leave us. My brows arched but I quickly did away with the look.

“Padre Leonardo here will be with us, living here at the pack house through the length of his missionary work here in the pack. You well know he also has a job as a professor in your university.”

“Yes.” I muttered. It was the only word I could say as my throat went dry and my lips tight with hearing he’s going to stay here with us. I couldn’t refuse either and I didn’t want to.

There was a few seconds of silence before my dad’s gaze redirected on me. I stood upright.

“He will crash in your room for the meantime, at least three days while renovation on the next apartment beside yours will begin. After that, he will move over to his room.”

My entire body crumbled hearing this. I barely breathed. I said nothing but was staring at him.

“What? Aren’t you comfortable with the idea?”