Wait For It: A Royal Wolfe Story

4: Obsessed

Chapter 4: Obsessed (Oliver's POV)

I was miserable for the whole next week. I did my best to avoid Leigh. But it seems like the more I try to push her away the more she tries to pull me in.

Tuesday she wore a pair of tight-fitting high wasted white jeans and a baby blue crop top sweater. That looked so soft and fuzzy I just wanted to pet. Not to mention the fact that it showed off the true shape of her chest. She had her hair down and every time she moved it flowed like the ocean and wafted her hypnotic scent to me.

This was in Ancient History where I sat on the opposite side of the room from her. I had chosen a seat though that gave me a great view of her. So I could stare at her not knowing.

I have to admit I was kind of low-key stalking her. I threw a sophomore, that I caught staring at her while she walked to calculus, into a locker that day.

Wednesday she wore black Yoga pants and a V-neck t-shirt. I couldn't even tell you what color her shirt was all I could see was cleavage. I almost came in my pants when she dropped her pencil and bent to pick it up. That's when I got to see her perfect ass in the air as she retrieved it in chemistry class. As we left class that day she bent to pick up her bag and I got to look straight down her top. I do remember the color of her bra. Teal to match our school's colors.

This was also the day they finally got her the correct size uniform. She handed me back my shirt. I grunted a thanks to her. I couldn't even look her in the eye.

It wasn't until I got home that night, that I realized it was covered in the scent of her. I had taken a few pictures of her this week. So with the shirt and the pictures, I spent my night locked in my room with my hand firmly on my c**k.

I truly thought about skipping Thursday. Thursday she wore a pair of ripped jean shorts but she had accompanied it with a more fitted hoodie. This hoodie had a stick figure humping the word IT. I had to suppress the smile and laugh that formed at the site of this. She still teased me by bending her sweet ass in front of me all day. I noticed I wasn't the only one looking and had to struggled to keep a roar from escaping me in History when she bent to fix the lace on her Vanns skater shoes.

Friday finally came. My week of torture was almost over and I could spend the weekend trying to get her out of my head.

Today she was wearing ripped light blue jeans and a tight white v neck shirt. You could see her black lace bra through it. I had to stop myself from throwing her against the wall and f*****g her in front of the entire school.

Instead, I grabbed Dakota and f****d her for the entirety of second period. She came four times as I f****d her repeatedly from behind. This made up for the quickie on Monday.

I spent lunch in the shower trying to wash the scent of her off of me. I couldn't go to lunch and look at her after. Even though I imagined it was Leigh I was buried deep in. I may have even moaned out Leigh's name as I finally finished.

There was a party tonight. Us guys had a plan to play full-contact football after school, shirts vs skins until it was time to drink.

I grabbed a bottle of Jameson off the counter and made my way upstairs to take a shower and change.

I caught sight of Leigh in the kitchen talking to Garrett when I made my way back down. My wolf, Lucky, grumbled at this sight, but I wasn't overly worried about Garrett. Since Garrett turned 18 he has been obsessed with finding his mate. He stopped drinking and sleeping around. He told me once, that when you know you have a possibility of finding her, your whole outlook changes.

I continued to watch her from afar as she downed three more drinks while chatting with Liv. Then my heart about stopped when she took off the Nike hoodie she was wearing. I'd already been staring at her ass in the short denim shirt she was wearing, but now her top was barely covered in a white crop top with just one strap. It has to have a bra built-in because I can't see how else she could be wearing one. God what if she is braless?

Liv eventually dragged Leigh to the living room where people were dancing. Leigh definitely knew how to move that body of hers. She continued to drink as she danced. I couldn't keep my distance from her any longer. I made my way to where they were dancing. Finding myself planted directly behind her and pulling her waist into my front. She continued to move with me not missing a beat. God, she must be amazing in bed.

"What are you wearing," I say directly into her ear. She responded with a smirk. "You're gonna be the death of me."

"Do you not like it?" She asks with a pout.

"Baby Girl, don't be ridiculous. The things I want to do to you right now should be illegal." Don't f*****g pout. I will f**k her in front of everyone here if she pouts again.

"Then you have Liv to thank for this." She giggles as I pull her closer in so her ass is pressed firmly against my growing bulge. I kept one hand tight around her waist and in the other is my bottle of Jameson that I have been taking shots directly from. The bottle was more than halfway gone when I finally got the balls to kiss her. I made my way from her shoulder to her ear. Finding the sensitive spot behind her ear that I found on day one. I had to avoid her marking spot. My wolf is a little too into Leigh and if I'm not careful he will try to claim her as ours. Not that I would mind, but I would never want to take someone's mate from them. I know that the moon goddess would never gift me with someone as good as her. I decided to pretend that I had a shot in hell today and let myself want her. Let her know that I want her.

After dancing for several songs, I pulled her over to the couch and then down onto my lap. She was wasted I could see it in her eyes. "Why did you ignore me this week?" She asked. I took a drink from my bottle and pulled her in to kiss me. Sharing the shot with her. I wasn't going to answer that question. Instead, I deepened our kiss. She tasted so good. I kept her there until we had no choice but to come up for air.

Out of nowhere, Leigh started to sway her hips to the song that was playing. f**k. I didn't expect a lap dance but I am far from complaining.

"Baby Girl, if you keep moving on me like that I will have my way with you upstairs." I grab onto her hips a ground deep into her.

Her only response was "Mmmm..." as I ran my hand up her body. One hand found the promise land. I finally had one of her glorious t**s in my hand. My other hand kept her firmly secured in my lap while she continued to grind into me.

"f**k. You're making me so hard." I felt a shiver run through her. "I can smell how ready you are, Baby Girl. Let's move this upstairs to my room." I grab her hips to stand, but she freezes. I look up to find a very pissed-off Jace standing in front of us.

"What the hell, bro. I told you to keep your hands off my cousin. What is wrong with you." He stopped and turned on Leigh. "f**k Leigh what are you thinking?"

"I... Ummm..." hiccup. f**k she sounds so f****d up right now.

"Leigh, how much have you had to drink? What are you wearing?" Leigh fixed a glared at him while still sitting on my lap. "It's time to go home. Before you make more of a fool of yourself."

"I'm not going anywhere. You are not my Alpha and can't tell me what to do." She yelled at him with pure venom in her voice.

She stood up, stumbled a little, and pushed him backward.

"Leigh don't start this s**t tonight."

"It's up to you if you want to get your ass kicked by a chick in front of your whole pack." Damn, she really is f*****g Wonder Woman.

"Leigh right now you can barely stand. Just go home."

"How bout you go f**k yourself." She said and stormed off."

Jace continued to yell at me but I was too drunk and horny to care. I guess he got tired of yelling and me not paying him any mind because he walked away with his face bright red in anger.

I got up. I needed to find Leigh before anyone else could hit on her in her drunken state. I finally found her outside. She was sitting on a bench. I think she was watching the sprinklers.

She finally looked up when I was just a few feet away. I handed her another drink and her smile widened.

"What's going on in that head of yours, Baby Girl?"

"I want to do something fun."

"I can think of a few things," I said leaning down and kissing her again.

She suddenly pulled back and asked, "Wanna go run through the sprinklers with me?" and took off. I stayed there stunned for a moment, before chasing after her. f**k if I was going to let her get away from me tonight. She was completely soaked by the time I caught her. I wanted her wet. The water made her top see-through and it was confirmed that she was not wearing a bra. She was laughing when I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her into me. We ended up on the ground since we both had so much to drink.

I had her pinned under me kissing her while rubbing myself against her. Dreams do come true. Wet dreams. My hand traveled up her thigh. I gave her a moment to stop me before running my fingers over her sweet spot. I rubbed her back and forth and swallowed her moans as we continued to make out in the mud.

My time was now or never. I undid the button of my jeans and worked to free myself. She was ready and willing under me. I was desperately trying to remove her underwear while trying to make out with her glorious chest. It was all going better than planned until she pushed me off of her.

"Come on Leigh. You've been teasing me with this all night."

"I wasn't teasing. I don't want to have sex." She said trying to get up.

"Your body and actions tell a different story, Baby Girl." I pulled her back to me but she escaped my grasp and ran back to the house. Fixing her clothes along the way. I tried to follow her, but my pants were at my knees and I fell.

She doesn't want to f**k a Beta. Why would she? I knew better than to get involved with an Alpha. b***h is probably inside laughing at me right now. We'll see who's laughing.

I found my way back into the house and found the exact person I was looking for within a few minutes. Dakota was hammered, but as always, willing. I grabbed her around the waist and guided her up the stairs.

I caught Leigh's scent when I passed Liv's room. My sister will probably kill me for this but I had a wonderfully bad idea. I pulled Liv's spare key from the nearby light fixture and proceeded to bend Dakota over Liv's bed. Dakota had already finished twice when Liv's door opens. There was Leigh dripping wet and wrapped in nothing but a towel.

A few things all happened at once. Leigh's towel slipped slightly, Dakota vomited and I came. Somehow in all this, I had the bright idea to ask "Want to join us, Baby Girl?"

Leigh ran crying from the room. f**k. I didn't want her to cry. She didn't want me why was she crying. I pulled out of Dakota and decided I needed to find my pants and get out of there before Liv found me. I would be a dead man if she did. Dakota was passed out on the bed, so like a coward I left her there and ran to my room.

Liv found me about 20 minutes later. She was furious when she entered my room.

"You stupid f*****g bastard. I can't believe I shared a womb with you dumbass. I'm not even going to get into the s**t you did in my room. But why would you do that to Leigh? She really liked you. " Liv screamed at the top of her lungs at me.

My head was pounding already and the room was spinning. "Yeah right." Was my only response.

"You had the most innocent girl in your hands and you couldn't have a little bit of patience."

"You think she is innocent," I responded through my drunken haze.

"You really are stupid. That girl was a pure virgin before you kissed her. Never touched, never even kissed until you tonight."

"You expect me to believe that," I said, and as my stomach turned.

"Why would I lie to you, dip s**t?" Liv asked still screaming at me.

"f**k. f**k. f**k! Why didn't you tell me this before? I think I'm gonna puke." I ran to the bathroom. I was sick. What did I do? I had the perfect girl. She wanted me, I just pushed too far.

"You owe me a new bed, by the way, big bro," Liv yelled through the door. "A nice one. I'm thinking memory foam and a sleigh bed frame."

"Gotcha," I yelled back between hurls. I laid on the floor once my stomach was empty. I have to fix this. I have to... on that note, I passed out on my bathroom floor and remained there until the morning.

The sun was brightly shining into my bathroom as it rose. I felt like death. And scum. I was a scummy death. I crawled into the shower barely able to stand up. The events of last night played over and over in my head until my brain hurt. I was hungover and ashamed of my actions.

When the water finally ran cold, I forced myself to get up and get dressed. It was 6 am. No one else in their right mind would be awake right now after that party unless they hadn't slept yet. I laid back in my bed. Going over how much I messed up again. I tried to work out a plan to fix it, but how do you fix something this bad.

I laid there for hours trying to find an angle in my favor but there was none. I would need help with this. The only person who could help me is royally pissed at me right now. I decided to go online and order the bed Liv requested.

I went overboard. I got her a top-of-the-line king-size memory foam mattress that will elevate your head and feet up and down and a solid oak sleigh bed with shelves, lights, and a BlueTooth stereo built into the headrest. I also ordered her the mini-fridge she has been wanting forever. It was scheduled all to be delivered and installed today and they would take her old bed away for free.

With that done I sent her screenshots of everything I ordered and then sent her a super long message begging her first to forgive me and then to beg her to help me.

Two hours later she responded. "I guess I'll help you loser."

I put my phone down with a small sad smile and finally fell asleep.