Lycanthrope's Moon

Chapter 3

I groaned as I opened my eyes. It had been four days already, yet I was still burning. f**k! I don't usually get sick, especially for this long. I collected all my strength and lifted myself out of bed. I better go to work, or I might lose my job.

I opened all of my messages and read them. Some of it was from my sister saying she was thankful for the money I sent her. The other one was from an unknown number. I opened it and was shocked to see that it was from Atticus. It says

-Hi Flynn, this is Atticus. I was hoping you're all better now and maybe, able to go to work tomorrow. The CEO's very furious about your absence.-

And what scared me more was that Atticus sent the message a few days back.

'f**k! I'm totally fired. I can feel it,' I cursed at myself.

With a heavy body and wobbling knees, I tried my best to get dressed and ride the train station to the company.

When I reached the company building, I was almost dead. I was already too tired that I felt like I might not last an hour.

"What do you think you're doing?" I flinched when I heard the CEO's voice. I turned around to find him standing behind me.

"S-Sir," I said as I felt my body grow even weaker. I tried my best to keep myself standing as I looked up at him.

"You think you still have the job after your four-day consecutive absents?" he asked as he looked at me firmly.

Fuck! I couldn't breathe properly; the next thing I knew, I was on the ground. Something was wrong with my body. It was burning like I was about to die.

"I-I tried to.." I didn't finish my sentence when I felt the rest of my body dropping, and everything went black.

I heard voices, but I couldn't understand what they were talking about. I heard a door opening and closing. Then there was silence. I opened my eyes. I was still dizzy, but my body was better than earlier. At first, I was confused because the place seemed both familiar and unfamiliar.

"How much longer are you going to sleep on my couch?"

I immediately lifted myself when I recognized the voice. That was when I realized where I was. I was in the CEO's office. How did I get here?

"W-What happened?" I asked as I held my head. It hurt like hell.

"You fainted in front of me," he coldly replied. I immediately stood up to face him.

"I'm so sorry for the inconvenience sir," I replied.

'What is that smell? It's so sweet. Is it his? Is he using a new perfume?' I asked in my head.

Fuck! For some reason, my body started to burn again. My knees went weak, and I would almost fall if his arms missed me. I looked up at him. The scent's coming from him.

I didn't know what came over me when I stretched my hand and reached for his face. I felt him flinch when I gently caressed his face, but he looked tired to me for some reason. I knew he was startled because he fell on the ground, which caused me to fall on top of him.

"What is wrong with you?!" he asked, almost yelling at me as he slapped my hand away, which caused a sting on my chest. He sat up slightly while looking at me.

I laid my head on his chest and sighed in relief. I didn't know why, but his sweet scent was soothing me. I could feel my body calming down. My body was still burning, but I feel a lot better now. It seemed like his presence was healing me.

I looked up at him and did the craziest thing I could ever think of doing in my entire life.

*Zachary Ivanov's POV

Fuck! f**k! f**k! His scent was crazy. He was so close, and I could clearly smell it. It was almost driving me insane.

He looked up at me, and I almost gave in. The look on his face made me want to throw away all my rationality and take him. He leaned closer to me, and our lips touched. It lasted only a few seconds, but my body was already aching for more.

"S-Sir, is it possible for the eyes to change their color? Yours changing from brown to gray continuously," he said as he gave me an ecstatic but cute smile.

"f**k!”

I cursed before pulling him back and kissing him. I smiled between our kisses when he kissed me back. I didn't know why, but it felt so good. His lips felt like I'd been wanting them for ages.

I heard him whimper when I gently bit his lower lip.

"You've asked for it," I said before I pulled him to kiss me again.

I used my tongue to tease him to open up to me, and he gladly gave it. He draped his arms around my neck, and I pulled him even more to deepen the kiss. f**k it! I desperately want to hear his sweet moans.

I slowly lay him down on the floor. I know I was f*****g screwed, but my damn desires wouldn't go off.

I started to place kisses on his neck. I smiled whenever he shivered at every kiss that I gave him. 'So this is your weak spot, I see,'' I mentally noted to myself.

I removed my suit and loosened my tie. I unbuttoned his shirt and slowly allowed my hand to make its way to his bare skin. He was moaning nonstop. Damn, it was heaven in my ears. I bit my lower lip before I devoured his lips again. I didn't think that I would be stopping any time soon. I was in the middle of my heat when he suddenly stopped, and it pissed me off.

"Hey! Who told you to st.."

I didn't finish what I was about to say when I saw the sight below me. My secretary was almost half naked, unconscious. That was when I realized what I was doing. I immediately stood up and took a few steps back away from him.

"Ehem! Are you done already?" I looked at the door and saw my beta leaning on the wall.

"What are you doing here?" I asked as I fixed myself.

"You were in such need that you didn't notice me coming," he replied.

"Shut up! Take him away from here," I said.

"So you're going to throw him out now that you've satisfied whatever it is that you need?" he said, still at the door.

"Healed? Why would he heal me?" I asked in frustration.

"It's either you ignored it, or you haven't noticed it, but you've been awfully exhausted these past few days," he said, making me look at my secretary, unconscious.

"I'm not exhausted!" I said as I sat on my swivel chair.

"If that's what you say." I could feel him rolling his eyes at me even though I wasn't looking at my beta as he went in; after him was my sister Laura.

"What have you done to your Luna?" she said as she ran toward my secretary.

"He's not my Luna, and he asked for it," I said. It was a split second before she dashed in front of me and held me by the collar.

"He's your mate. You both need each other, so stop rejecting him!" she scolded.

I rolled my eyes at her.

"Who said that I wanted to have a mate of my own? I don't need someone's presence to strengthen me and heal me. I can handle myself. Besides, mates are annoying," I nonchalantly replied to my furious sister.

I wouldn't honestly blame her for her reaction because she could feel that the man lying on the floor was her Luna. She feels the need to protect him and take care of him.

"By the way, is he experiencing heat?" I asked my sister, which drew a confused look on her face. "He's releasing his crazy pheromones," I added.

"Do humans undergo heat?" Atticus asked.

"I'm not sure, but I think it's possible. He's your mate, after all," she answered as he sat beside my secretary.

"Can someone please cover him up already? His pheromones are crazy," I said as I covered my nose.

"I'm not smelling anything," Atticus commented.

"Me neither," said my sister.

'What are they talking about? Am I the only one who could smell him?' I asked myself.

"If that's the case, I think he's not in heat," Laura said.

"Then what are these pheromones?!" I said as I looked at how my sister gently fixed my secretary's clothes, which almost made me snap.

"I think it's because you keep rejecting him," she said.

"What does that have to do with his pheromones?" I asked as I closed my eyes tightly. I might lose control again.

"It's because you kept rejecting him that his body decided to take action. His body's trying to attract you," my sister concluded.

"Well, I don't care if he needs me. Just get him out of here now!"

They looked at me quietly before Atticus bent down and carried him. Something in me was piercing my chest, but I just ignored it.

"You sure you don't want to keep him by your side?" Atticus asked.

"Just f*****g take him and leave," I said as I turned my back on them.

I closed my eyes tightly and bit my lower lip to stop myself before I did things I might regret. I heard the door close, and that was when I slowly relaxed.

"f**k! This is why I hate mates."