Chapter 4 - Mystery girl

Blake

Since I shut off the pack link , I carried with me a gnawing feeling of guilt that I was going against everything I was brought up to be.

But that was the main purpose of it all, I was done letting a stupid prophecy control me

If any of them were up to it, they could as well marry that girl that I sure as hell knew didn't exist.

I didn't need to even put too much effort in playing the game, hockey came to me as naturally as breathing

It came as no surprise to me and probably to anyone else when they recruited me into the Wolves after the submit.

The adrenaline that rushed through my veins as I hit puck after pick made me feel alive.

I loved the game and everything that came with it, I loved my teammates, my coach, my manager, even he if drove me so mad, I knew he had my best interests in heart

But something was missing, I was not yet ready for this life.

Five months after joining the national team, I finally came to a conclusion, I wanted to go back to college

I wanted to feel what normal felt, something along that line at least.

When I informed my manager, his face turned so red that I reckoned that he would burst but luckily he didn't

After I had explained my reasons to him and spoke about my difficulties, he had gone easy on me.

My teammates supported my decision , even the hockey board. It was agreed that during my time away in college, I was going to join the academy in preparation for recovering my position when I was finally done and that was fine with me

Despite all that I did, I was still the alpha of my pack and no matter how hard I tried to shove away my responsibilities, It hand been ingrained in me already, I could not separate myself from the pack

I had to perform my duties.

After activating the link again, and trying to quell the thoughts of the pack members, I headed downstairs to the lobby of the hotel to get a drink and clear my head

I needed it so much

Halfway through my third glass, I felt the hair at the back of my neck stand

There was an energy I could not explain, suddenly a blonde girl with blue eyes appeared beside me

“A glass of vodka please, heavy wth the rocks”

She said with a sultry smile as she took the chair beside me

The girl was human, I could not sense anything different about her yet she was different

“You do know that it is rude to stare”

She said, barely looking at me

“My apologies, I could not just help but notice how beautiful you look”

“How many girls does that linegrt you?”

She turned to me with a smile on her face and I swear my heart stopped beating for a moment

We started talking, engaging in sall talk but not talking about anything at the same time

She was careful to divulge information about hersrlf and I was careful to remain anonymous and not a hockey player

The little glances she kept giving me made me know that we felt it too, it was not just the way she finished my statements for me

There was something else.

I had no words for her, she was ethereal, she was not the blonde bimbo he had mistaken her for

When she opened her lips, it was all bite. She had a sharp mouth that he could never tell what was going to come out of it next

“Are you done staring?”

She said with a smirk

“No, I might need to take a picture for the night “

She stared at me for a while, studying me, the smirk still plastered on her face

I had met many human girls before but we was different than all of them, there was something about her, something that I could not place my hands on

But one thing was obvious, I was not running mad, there was a pull, there was a spark and she could feel it too

“Do you want to come up with me?”

I asked her, everything in me pleading that she would agree

“I am definitely not going up to have some tea and macarons right? I absolutely loathe tea”

I laughed

She made me laugh so effortlessly, it was crazy. There was a sharp wit about her and good humour.

“Fuck! I guess I would have to put out all the tea then. I had a whole pot brewed”

“That's a pity. I prefer Chardonnay”

She smirked again, something in her eyes

“Then, I will give you Chardonnay”

I got up and extended her hand to her, for a heart beat, we stared at my hand, maybe considering if going up to a stranger's room was wise

Luckily for me, we decided that it was indeed wise and place her hand in mine

Her dainty hands fit perfectly in mine, it was like as if it was made to be placed there forever

I took her hands and led her to the elevator, as soon as the elevator closed

It was like the red jumpsuit she was wearing was not enough to cover her beautiful body

The space between us basically disappeared

“Can I kiss you?”

I asked her

“I thought you would never ask”

She said with a smirk, her hands going to my neck

Her touch is featherlight, but the energy crackling between us was like the heat of dry lightning.

All I can focus on was the dusted freckles on her face

And why on earth wass this touch more sensual than some of the sex I’ve had with other girls

I could barely breathe. I swear, if this turns into a tease…if she winds me up just to laugh in my face and walk away…

And the next thing her lips are on mine in a passionate kiss.

The kiss going under my skin, burrowing deep. Our energy dances, coiling and joining. It’s ethereal and real all at once. We keep kissing and I sense her with every part of me.

I can tell she’s not wearing a bra in that outfit. Her perfect tits have some weight to them. They hang just a bit, heavy inside her strappy top. Her nipples are peaked with arousal, it's outline visible through the top

My dick is twitching at the thought of flicking those straps loose and seeing her on full display.

I want to see her riding my dick. I want her straddling me, and I want those perfect tits bouncing as she cries out, her wet pussy clenching me.

I want to fuck them. I want to slide my dick between them,

Fuck!

I needed to calm down , what was it about this girl that was driving me so fucking crazy

When we finally separated, panting from the frenzy of that hot kiss

If that was a taste of what I was to get, I was so ready for it

It was like she was my soul mate, I know it sounded stupid but she completed me in a way

The sparks between us was nothing close to normal, it was magical

“What's your name?”

I asked her

“Call me mystery girl”

“But”

“Please, we are just two strangers losing ourselves in this mysterious connection. No names, no identity. I am your mystery girl, come find me after”

She said as the elevator pinged open and we headed into the room to what could be the best night of my life