Chapter Five

Blake

“Shh…” I quickly climbed into the pool with her, the cold water shocking my body. I ripped off my shirt. Holding her to my bare chest calmed the storm just a little.

She whimpered against me, and my body started to react to her strongly. The heat, my mate’s heat, was filling me with fear and not so much need. Was I wrong? Have I mistaken her for my mate because of the strong pull of her arousal?

‘No. I’m positive she is my mate. My beautiful Kiara, we need to help her.’ He was pacing around my mind, which was distracting.

‘I know, Alex. Please try to be calm.’

She-wolves didn’t randomly go into heat this way. It usually happens right after marking or after a sexual encounter. Some drugs do it, or just being an alpha female could bring it on. So, something or someone triggered it. I growled, thinking someone else had done this to her. How dare anyone touch what is mine! I completely undressed her and looked her over. No marks were anywhere on her body. Undressing myself down to my boxers, I held her close again. I needed to keep myself far enough away from her to think. Then she wrapped her legs around me, sitting on the bottom of the pool. She did not share my concern.

“I need you.” She whispered in my ear.

“I know, Darling.” I stroked her hair slowly.

“It hurts. The pressure…”

I pulled her out of the tub and lay her on the bed nearby. I climbed on top of her and lightly kissed her neck where my mark would live. I pictured it in my mind, and her back arched into me. “I’m going to help you. Do you trust me?”

She nodded, and her nails dug into the back of my neck. That ignited a fire in me, and I growled at her, making my way down to her breasts, stopping to kiss and massage her. She squirmed more and pushed me downward, begging me to go further.

She was so wet that there was a pool of her arousal underneath her. “F*ck.”

I rubbed her, putting three fingers inside her easily. She was incredibly tight but willing, and the arousal called to my wolf that I was practically beating into submission in the back of my mind.

‘Calm down. You know something isn’t right about this.’ Alex didn’t respond, but I could feel his worry. He nudged me in his mind to try and bring down her pain. It was ripping him apart.

When I tasted her, it was the most mouth-watering taste in the world. There are no words to describe it. I was instantly in love with that taste. I moaned into her, and she gripped the back of my head so hard it was suffocating. I was happy to die right there. “More…” She whispered, and I gave her exactly what she wanted. I always would. There was no situation I wouldn’t. From that moment on, I belonged to her. And she belonged to me.

“Cum for me, Darling,” I whispered, moving my tongue as gently as I could. “Let me help you.” She pushed into my hand as I sped up. It didn’t take long for her to let out a scream, and she seemed to convulse all over from the pleasure. “Good girl…” I petted her stomach and pulled out my fingers.

She was quiet then, calmer. But her eyes kept flickering from golden to green as she fought with her wolf.

‘Help her.’ Alex said. ‘You have to mark her. Now. Someone will take her from us. I will not let that happen again.’

‘F*ck off.’ I said back, trying to shut him up. “I’d never let anyone take her.”

‘It’s inhumane to allow this to continue, and you know it.’

Here’s the thing about wolves. Some of them are very old and have lived hundreds of past lives. Alex is one of those wolves. Which also means he has very old-fashioned views. His logic is and will always be: Mate is in heat. We must mate with her and put a pup inside her to fix it. He was an animal at the end of the day. So it was up to me to keep him in check, and he was a difficult wolf, even for his age. Not to mention, he was extremely powerful. It’s easier than I like to admit for him to take control. I hoped this wasn’t one of those times.

In his defense, he lived most of his life never finding Kiara. She would die before he located her or shortly after. Someone would forcibly mark her before he could stop it. More often than not, he never got to mate and mark her, let alone have pups. And when he did get to be with her, it was short-lived. He told me awful things happened to her, but never what. His urgency made sense.

Hours passed as I tried to get her body to calm down. No matter how many times I brought her to climax or how long I kept her in the cold water, it never even slowed down. I had no idea what to do, and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could control my urge to be with her. The only thing stopping me was how much she was in pain. It should have fueled me to want her more, but instead, it made me question what was happening.

Those hours started to turn into a day, and I heard a furious voice in my head.

‘Where the fuck are you!?’ My mother. ‘Did you forget you have responsibilities, Alpha? Dad and Rick have been looking for you all morning.’

‘I… can you come to the safe house? We can talk there.’

‘The safe house?’

‘The last one. I’m in the middle of a… situation. And don’t say anything to anyone.’ I heard a gasp, and the link went quiet. She was definitely on her way, so I waited on the bed, holding her.

“It hurts so much.” She whispered into my neck, and I inhaled her scent deeply, touching her again. “Please, make it stop.”

“Try and relax, Darling,” I mumbled into her hair, stroking it. “It’ll be okay soon. I promise.”

Then, a few minutes later, I heard the bell in the room chime. “Mom,” I whispered. I quickly picked her up and put her back in the pool, hoping it would keep her body cool enough while I was away from her.

As I went for the door, it opened. “What…?” My mother’s mouth dropped, looking at me. I’m sure I looked like a complete mess. I pulled her into the room and closed the door behind her to keep the scent contained.

She screamed again, and I heard a loud thump. She was out of the pool, lying on the floor. Her body had heated the water to such a degree that it was causing more harm than good. My mother flipped the switch to cool the water. Then she looked back and forth between us a few times, confused. I picked her up from the ground and held her to my chest. The screams turned to a whimper.