Whispers of the wild

Chapter two

HOW IT ALL BEGAN

" The award for the best clothing company of the year goes to" the MC paused, his gaze swept across the hall as he observed the sea of faces, his silence building tension around the room. " KC clothing enterprise," he announced, his face beaming with smiles.

Under the neon glow of the castle hotel, Caleb Blackwood, the CEO of KC Clothing Enterprise, stood up, his lean but powerful shoulders exuding a commanding aura as he walked to the podium, with applause erupting in the air.

He shook hands with the MC and received his award before collecting the microphone. "Thank you," he stated, his hazel eyes sweeping across the sea of faces, their stare a mixture of envy, jealousy, admiration, and flirt concealed by the smile on their lips. The applause died down as everyone patiently waited for his speech.

"Without further ado," he continued, " I just want to say thank you for supporting the clothing enterprise, and we promise to deliver the best of the best to you," he concluded with an unreadable expression as the hall erupted in another applause.

He shook hands with the MC once again before descending the podium as he felt the hot gazes from the top elites in the room. The award presentation passed by and the awardee was being congratulated.

"Caleb" a female voice called as he narrowed his eyes from where he sat. He saw a lady in a black and silver gown, with a glass of wine in her hand. She smiled seductively as she walked elegantly towards him. " Congratulations," she said as she closed the distance between them.

"Thank you," he responded after he tore his gaze away from her, feeling bored. Being the heartthrob of the young female elites, he receives countless seductive stares, which irritate him.

"I can guess you are alone...how about we hang out later" she whispered as her face was close to his.

"He isn't," Freya replied, hastily walking towards them. Gasps erupted in the air as the room spun towards them, waiting to watch how the scene unfolded.

Freya Stone, the CEO of Castle Hotel and the best friend of Caleb walked graciously and stood in front of the lady.

" Oh!, The rumored girlfriend...but never a girlfriend in reality" the lady spat as a wave of rage surged through her.

"Seducing a man and begging for attention, is that not an insult to the Wilson family?" She retorted not backing down. This caused some of the elite to burst into laughter.

"You.." the lady spat in anger as her face flushed red in embarrassment. She turned her gaze around the room and found a sea of faces staring at her. She thumped her foot in anger and left unwilling.

"Using me as a shield is not the behavior of a gentleman," Freya said as she sat beside him, collecting a glass of wine from a waiter passing by. She handed over one to him.

"I am not a gentleman," he replied, twirling the glass as the wine spiraled in the glass.

"Anyways, congratulations," she congratulated him, clinking glasses with him as they sipped their wine.

"Let's leave here," he said as he stood up leaving his seat while holding her hand as Freya trailed behind him.

"Congratulations, buddy," Dax said as he pulled him into an embrace.

"I hate physical contact," he replied, dodging the hug.

"C'mon man....it's just a harmless hug," Dax replied casually, shrugging his shoulders.

"I'm not gay," Caleb said, letting go of Freya's hand as she bit her lip.

Dax Kincaid, the CEO of Glamour Fashion group and also the best friend of Caleb smirked.

"How do we celebrate it?" Freya asked her face beaming with joy.

At that moment, Caleb felt a wave of heat rushing through his veins. " f**k" he muttered. he let go of his glass cup, which crashed to the ground. He hastily left the hall, alarming Dax and Freya. They were made to rush after him, but were surrounded by the elites seeking a connection to gain more power and affluence.

Caleb rushed through the elevator and got to the vip suites. He hastily entered forgetting to lock the door, his bone breaking as he felt an agonizing pain. "Ahhh," he screamed as his fur started coming out, his clothes tearing, and his eyes turned red. He groaned in pain as he shifted to his wolf form. His pur landing was graceful on the marble tiles while his silver fur shone under the dimly lit room as the full moon penetrated into the room.

Caleb glanced around the room in his wolf form. He couldn't believe the full moon of the night howlers' pack coincides with his award night. Every full moon, he shifts to his wolf form in agonizing pain. He perceived a unique scent of lavender and his wolf growled in excitement. The scent got stronger making him yearn for more.

"Thud" Nyssa stumbled and fell flat on the floor, as her eyes rolled in drowsiness. "Get a hold of yourself, Nyssa," she muttered, standing up as she staggered, holding the wall for support as she felt her head spinning.

A wave of panic flashed through Caleb's wolf eyes, making him growl. Nyssa turned in that direction and squinted her eyes. There she saw a huge wolf staring at her. She shook her head trying to clear her drowsiness. She furrowed her brow in confusion and squinted her eyes again, trying to decipher what she was seeing.

Her eyes widened in horror as she saw Caleb shifting from his wolf to his human form. He rushed towards her, covering her mouth, ignoring the fact that he was naked, before a scream could rip through her mouth. He felt the spark as they made physical contact. His eyes widened in shock as he felt the bond. His mate is a human. He glanced at her as her eyelashes fluttered under the dim light.

"She is our mate," Thorne his wolf, said in his head, and Caleb curved his lips into a smile. He could feel his wolf wagging its tail.

"You need to mark her," Thorne said impatiently as her scent lingered in the air.

"Who ....are. ....you?" She stuttered as she held Caleb for support after he took his hand off her mouth.

"I found you" he whispered as he caressed her cheek, her beauty like a painting turning into reality. Without replying, he leaned his head towards her neck and gave her a bite, marking her as his mate.

"Hiss" Nyssa hissed as a wave of pain rushed through her body.

Caleb raised his head as his eyes glowered, his gaze warm and full of affection opposite his known demeanor.

Nyssa touched her neck and felt a liquid substance on her hand, her brow creased with confusion.

"Take her, she is our mate" Thorne shouted in his head as he became more impatient.

"I can't....she is not in her right mind," he replied, shutting his eyes as he controlled his body when he felt a warm breath on his face. He opened his eyes, and to his astonishment, he saw Nyssa kissing his lips. His wolf beamed in joy but he cut him off as he held the staggering Nyssa, deepening the kiss.

He broke the kiss after what felt like forever as his restraint loosened. "Don't regret later," he whispered as he felt his body heating up. He resumed the kissing, deepening it as he carried her slowly towards the bed and gently placed her on it. His hand roaming her body as he tore the clothes making Nyssa shiver as the air hit her body.