Chapter 10 Chapter Ten

It's been a long time since I've seen the sunrise, at least not in this way.up to see the bright golden rays peeking through the mountain of clouds, melting thick inches of snow below. Killian was asleep beside me. I wondered how we could even fit on my little bed, but somehow we did. He was snoring soundly beside me, so peaceful. It felt almost unrealistic. almost.

After a while of just lying there with thoughts in my head, thoughts of my impending future and little snip bits of some fantasy life that was playing in the back of my eyes, Kilian stirred. He was waking up.

I was greeted with his sea green eyes. He struggled to recover from the heavy fog of sleep and then his eyes met me. I think they brightened up a little bit. Of course, I could be wrong. I hoped I wasn’t.

He smiled at me with that sinfully sexy smile of his.

morning.

Morning, "I replied."

His voice was heavy with sleep; it was gruff and it made me tingle all around. I desperately wanted him. I couldn’t lie to myself anymore. Yes, I have no experience in bed, having never actually been with a man. But I was aware of my desires; in fact, I was intimately acquainted with them.I had my first sexual awakening when I was fifteen, when I was rudely woken up by Ivan and the other teens rummaging around in the backyard with water guns. Noah was there, shirtless, soaking wet, his chestnut brown hair soaked, smiling and running here and there. I sprung to life that day. Then when I was seventeen, I realized that there’s a lot of pleasure to be had when you... touch yourself a certain way, the tingling, then the need, the pleasure, followed by the building tension that explodes and leaves you quite literally weak in the knees.

"Don’t play those games, little one," Killian growled at me, his eyes flickering in between deep blood red and back to his green ones. It was then that I remembered that Lycans could smell arousal. They could smell any emotion really. And I could smell his, just as much as he could smell mine, and it was heavy in the air. He had smelt my arousal. I averted my gaze, my cheeks red, something they'd been doing a lot lately.As much as I’d love to know what he tastes like and how he feels, it wasn’t the right time, not yet anyway. A loud growl came out of nowhere. It took me a few seconds to realize what it really was. Kilian’s stomach decided at that moment to voice its dissatisfaction with having no food. I tried not to laugh at the awkward situation as Kilian faked a cough. Did he really think he would hide that loud growl through a measly cough? He looked almost embarrassed.

"You should go down for breakfast, Killian,"

"I don’t want to go. I want to stay here with you,"

"The others are waiting for you," I half laughed, as I playfully tried to push him out of bed.

"Well, how would you know that?"

"Because Killian."

"Because what little one?"

"Because I can hear them. They woke up a while ago. They’re outside the door, too afraid to come in."

He stared at me questioningly. I knew he hadn’t heard anything. The Red Hallow Pack house was built for werewolf ears, and by that, I mean every room had been sound proofed, for our own good really. As is tradition, the pack house hosts unmated wolves, a few teenagers, and, of course, newly mated couples that are waiting to be relocated to their new home. With this in mind, it could get a bit too... noisy.

It got to the point that the pack house was known for its constant state of moaning noises and bed creeks. Quite an embarrassment when, on the rare occasion, guests needed to stay in the pack house. And so Alpha Michael decided to soundproof the whole pack house, bringing peace once again. But not to me.

I realized when I could still hear it, I heard everything, but after a while, I learned how to tune the noises out.

"Really, I can’t hear anything. Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yes, I can."

" Well, let them wait. I’m with my mate. "

"I’m sure they won’t appreciate me stealing their alpha,"

"You can’t steal what’s yours, Genesis."

He was mine; it made my heart flutter at the thought. He was giving himself to me. He was giving himself to me. It gave me goose bumps. I couldn’t help myself. It was almost out of instinct really. The way I placed my hand on his rough jawline, the way I inched unbearably closer towards him, and the way I placed my lips on his rough ones, tasting him, wanting him, needing him. It made me dizzy.

I was in control now as I fumbled through the kiss. It took Killian a moment to realize what was going on and then I felt him relax into the kiss. This made my wolf howl within me. She was crawling to get out, practically screaming at me to take control and I let her.

A dash of boldness shot through me as I bit down on Kilian’s lower lips. He was stunned for a second, but that was all I needed to let my tongue in. He growled as I felt something large and hard poke my inner thigh. I smiled into the kiss. I pinned his hands to the pillow and shifted my weight, making me lie on top of him, him beneath me while grinding my hips. God, it felt so good. His hands were in my hair, one on my hips tightly, his hips thrusting upwards desperately seeking the friction he so desperately required.

"By the Goddess Genesis," he half moaned through the kiss, his voice raspy with desire. It made me want more, so much more. I was in the middle of taking off my shirt when a loud knock on the door brought me back. I could feel my wolf’s anger at the abrupt interruption, but it was all that I needed to get my mind right. I reluctantly got rid of Killian, a look of pain and anger flushing through his eyes, his hand loosening its grip on my waist.

"Some... someone needs you," I struggled to say, my voice still drunk from his taste. He stood up with a growl and walked towards the door. The wooden floor thudded with his angry stomping. He clearly didn’t like being interrupted.

He flung the door open. I was afraid that he’d rip the door straight from its hinges.

"What!" He let out a loud snarl and I shivered. I could feel his anger radiating through the small room. It made me tremble. My wolf struggled not to submit. She also wanted to be dominated by him, a fact that she had made clear by the images she pushed into my head. I struggled to keep my control.

Behind the door stood Andrew, his head bowed low. I could hear his heartbeat. I could smell his fear.

I... I... I’m sorry, Alpha. I just wanted to know if you needed anything. "

"Did I call for you?"

"No... No Alpha," Andrew said, his voice going two octaves higher.

"Then who gave you the right to come here?"

"Forgive me, I didn’t mean to, I simply..."

"Do this again and I'll sever your head from your head. Leave "