Chapter 5

Caleb’s POV

I ran a quick thought towards his suspicion that I’m gay and what went on between my deceased Luca whom I often shared a room with, how things ended up on a bitter note. After then, I’d become stricter with my lifestyle or is it because this is a priest. He thinks nothing will go on between us? Or worse still. Is it some kind of trap?

I felt a sudden brush over my shoulders. Leonardo. He smiled at me.

“I know you might feel somewhat distant towards me because I’m a priest but I assure you. You can see me as a brother and a friend. Don’t put much prestige to the title. I was sent to accommodate everyone. I’m humble and friendly.”

In my mind, I was smirking. Sure, he means all what he’s saying?

My dad stared at us for a few seconds with an amused reaction before walking out on us, saying nothing. This even got me thinking more on what he’s up to, if this was a plan by him but either way, I buried the thoughts, grabbing Leonardo’s luggage, in a jack, I carried it off my shoulders as we headed to my room with I taking the lead. I’d already promised him a nice welcome, I had to keep to my words.

Towards the curve, I turned to check if Leonardo was still following. Of course, he was but I just felt the pressure to turn and when I did, I met his face with a grin. I blinked, turning back pretending I didn’t notice anything.

We got to our room and I set his luggage to the side, then it dawned on me. We were going to share the same bed. No! I’ll sleep on the floor. I wasn’t going to let anything like last time occur. He left because he thought he wasn’t supposed to do something like that with me, making me feel rejected. The pain still hurts.

“Why are you keeping with the frown? Anything wrong?” I heard him ask. I shut my eyes, taking a deep breath, before shaking my head. He turned over to my side, feeling him walk closer, I turned abruptly.

“Nothing.” I shut him off but if he had conscience, he should remember it was his leaving reaction from last time. I hated the way he meant it seemed as though he had sex with me out of pity, creating a deeper wound from the one I had on top of Luca.

He pulled out his hand to touch me but I stepped back. “Padre, I guess it’s better if we maintain a formal attitude. You’re my professor, remember.”

I glared down next, searching for what to say next.

“Even if I should be friendly, I can’t because of who you are. I can’t see you as my brother being my professor.” I lied, partially. My wolf wanted him, I couldn’t deny the fact, one reason I couldn’t see him as my brother.

“Why? What’s wrong? What if your elder brother happened to be more advanced than you in academics and ended up becoming your professor?”

He totally silenced me. This was a logical question. Lifting my eyes to see him looking at me with those mischievous eyes, my frown returned back, getting me bold enough to say my mind.

“But you aren’t my brother, let’s not pretend to assume you are.” The words seethed through like a two-edged sword with two different meanings. It hit him. There was a pause, a silence which took both of us to that morning. Our wolves growled in pain.

I turned to walk away to the reading room but his hand met me. “We can talk things out. You shouldn’t be in a haste to walk out on me. Remember you haven’t fully fulfilled your promise of giving me a cordial welcome.”

I stood still.

“You haven’t helped me pack in. I don’t know my left from my right.”

I turned with a heavy sigh.

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you but can you do me a favor?” He stood still, slowly releasing my hand. “You won’t bring up that night or indulge in anything similar to it.”

He stepped back, more of like a stumble. I glared down, nervous. I was the superior Alpha and top, it’s quite amusing how a power bottom like him got me feeling so humble before him.

This moment seemed like a forever, like what would haunt us for all time, what we wouldn’t be able to keep but somehow I managed to lay it out because I didn’t want to be soothed with pity. I didn’t want to be wounded again.