Wait For It: A Royal Wolfe Story

5 :Confidence

Chapter 5: Confidence (Leigh's POV)

I finally found my bed. It took me 20 minutes to get my key in the door. Another 10 minutes for me to crawl up the stairs. Another 5 to figure out how to open my bedroom door. 3 minutes to crawl and then haul my ass up into my bed. I fell asleep the moment my head hit the pillow.

The next afternoon I awoke. I have never slept this late in my life. I was up at 4 am most mornings not going to sleep at 4 am. My head is pounding & my stomach hurts. My whole body feels like hell.

I laid in bed thinking about what Garrett told me on the way home. It gave me hope. He told me that he was just like Oliver and Jace before he turned 18. He told me how he woke up that morning and shifted in his wolf form while trying to sniff out her scent there in the packhouse. Scaring his pack and himself a little. Until he was forced to admit that she wasn't there or that she wasn't of age yet. His wolf returned to his bed and laid there whining for someone unknown to him.

He had horrible thoughts. That she would never come. That she would hate him for his past. That he wouldn't be good enough for her. He started to wonder what she would look like and then he stopped. He didn't want to tarnish the thought of his mate by wishes she was some fantasy. Whoever she is, she is perfect to him.

He said it was like someone had pressed his reset button. He still feels lost but now he spends every day trying to be the perfect mate for her.

Part of me thought it was bullshit at first. I thought it might have been a ploy to get in my pants. The longer he talked, the more I saw it. The love he has for a woman that he has still yet to meet.

I hope my mate loves me as much as he loves his. I may be his mate. Only time will tell.

The rest of the night is a horrible blur. I'm not mad though. Disappointed in Oliver's behavior, yes. Was I mad before I talked to Garrett? Hell yes!

Our talk though put a lot of things in perspective. I still had at least nine weeks until someone would look at me as their one and only. Why should I invest myself in someone before then? So they can hurt me? No.

I decided that I was going to treat this like Amish Rumspringa. I was going to go a little wild for once in my life until I find my happily ever after. I would do whatever felt good except for having s*x. I would have fun. But I would save my virginity for my mate. That belongs to him. Everything else was fair game.

Oh, the boys of Wolfe high have no clue what I in store for them.

Saturday and Sunday were spent in the gym. I had a lot of pent-up energy to release. I needed to funnel the remaining anger I had at Oliver and Jace. I needed to play Garrett's words over and over in my head. I needed to find my resolve before I went forward.

It was easy to say what I wanted to do until my birthday. It was harder to act on it. I had laid in bed on Saturday and ordered a few items to be delivered rush to my house.

I also spoke with uncle Jamie and aunt Rachel about opening up the Wolfe House for Jace's Alpha ceremony next weekend. Not that the asshole deserved it, but I wanted to be able to use the house moving forward for my own fun.

It was mine. Well mostly. It belonged to the Kingdom and I will be its Queen. It was time I started acting like it too. I was tired of backing down and being a good girl. I wanted to work hard and play even harder.

Monday morning came quickly. I dressed to make mouths water. I went with the cliché naughty school girl look. I wore a low-cut black crop top and a white button-down shirt tied just below my chest. A blue and black pleated plaid skirt sat low on my hips and barely came to my mid-thigh. Instead of knee-high socks, I opted for knee-high boots. And added a black duster sweater to soften the look a little. Leaving my dark hair down in its natural waves. I completed my look with a dark smoky eye and nude lips.

Before heading down for breakfast I checked my phone for the first time since Friday. I had several messages from Liv and Garrett asking if I was okay. Then there were 7 messages from an unknown number.

Unknown: I'm so sorry, Baby Girl.

Unknown: I'm a drunk asshole.

Unknown: Can we talk?

Unknown: Will you f*****g answer me?

Unknown: I know I was a d**k but you don't have you be a b***h about it.

Unknown: f**k you. You prick tease w***e.

Unknown: Baby Girl. I am so sorry. I understand that you need some time. Please disregard my drunken messages. I know I have no right to ask, but can we start over? Please!!!

I save the unknown number as Oliver on my phone and continue with my morning. I came to halt at the end of the stairs when Jace let out a growl.

"Jace. Cuz. If you keep your f*****g thoughts to yourself until I find my mate, I will make you Beta Alpha in the Royal Court."

I saw his eyes darken with want. Not for the lust of s*x but one for the lust of power is shown over his face. This was a title that as kids he knew was his. I had promised it to him when I was five. Just before we turned 14, he found out I was talking to a boy online. He took it upon himself to hack my account and message the boy. He told him that I was lying, that I was a 40-year-old man that wanted to see his c**k so I could jerk off into a sock. That I would pretend the sock was his tight little virgin asshole. The boy surprisingly stopped talking to me.

We got into a huge fight that started with him calling me a slut, w***e, cunt, b***h and ended with me beating the s**t out of him and nearly ripping him to shreds when I shift for the first time. While he was left to lay in a pool of his own blood. My wolf and I rescinded my offer for him the be the Royal Beta.

"I already spoke to your parents about having your Alpha Ceremony at the Wolfe House," I told him with a smirk.

"What happened Friday, Leigh?" he asked as the smile and bravado fell from his face.

"A lot. Both good and bad. Let's just say it changed my outlook on how I want to spend the rest of my time until I find my mate. I don't want to spend that time being mad at anyone. I decided to forgive you. We have been at each other throats for years and I miss you just being my friend. I want to have some fun before I have to be in charge. Can we be friends again?"

"Why do I get the feeling that there is someone I should murder for Friday night." He said with a genuine smile. "Do I have to kill my best friend? Did he take advantage of you?"

"No, he didn't. I'm disappointed in him for some of his actions, but Garrett reminded me that he's not my mate and I shouldn't hold him to those standards. I have forgiven him for being a douche and so no you do not need to kill him. So is that a yes?"

"f**k, Leigh. Yes. You know that I am protective of you so I will apologize in advance because it will not be easy to change and let you make your own choices. So I can't promise to keep all of my comments to myself, but it's only because as your Beta and as your big brother that is my job." He said and pulled me into a hug. He used to call me his sister all the time. That's how we were raised since we were two. But it's been cuz or cousin for the last four years. I want to cry, but I will not ruin my make-up as I hug him back.

"Want a ride to school?"

"Nope, I'll ride my bike but thank you." With that, I slipped from his grip and left for the garage. I straddled my bike with just my thin lace panties between me and the vibrating hum as it roared to life. Huh, better than my vibrator. With that thought, I peeled out and headed to school.

Oliver was already parked in his normal space next to mine when I pulled up in front of the school. I watched as his eyes popped and took in what I was wearing.

"Leigh, Baby Girl, please talk to me. I'm so sorry."

I got off my bike and hugged him. "I wasn't ignoring you. Ollie, I was just busy. I'll see you in class kay." I let go of him and left for my locker while he was left with a dumbfounded look on his face. I just smiled as I walked away. I do add a little extra sway to my hips as I know he is staring at my ass.

I ran into Garrett on my way to my locker. "Hey, Kitten. You look... delicious." I smiled and laughed at him.

"Do I now," I said when he put his arm around my shoulder. I responded by wrapping my arm around his waist.

"I like your form of revenge." He said looking down, probably getting a nice look at my t**s. He may be waiting for his mate but he was still a man.

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"This isn't revenge. This is freedom. This girl, right here, is going to have some fun. I'm too young to spend my life being mad at someone who is not mine."

"So you have your own spin on my mate theory?" he questioned.

"I decided that none of it matters until I find him. So I might as well enjoy myself. You should too. Don't take this the wrong way, but she may be out having her own kind of fun. Your mate wouldn't want you to brood until you find her."

"Maybe. Maybe she is wrapped under my arm right now looking totally hot. Maybe I'll take her in the broom closet and f**k her until she's screaming my name."

I laugh and smack his chest with my free hand. Unsure if he is being serious or not, but his eyes have darkened with a look of lust in them. "That is the one thing I won't be doing. My virtue belongs to my mate. But the rest is fair game" I watched him gulp as he understood the meaning. We stopped at my locker and then walked to ancient history. I kissed him on the cheek as I left him for my class.

I catch Oliver giving me a dark look from the back of the room. I took off my sweater to hang it on the back of my seat. A growl roared from his direction, and I just turned, gave him a flirtatious smile and wink before settling in my chair.

Our history teacher is in his late 20's and not bad looking. Mr. Raft stopped and stuttered his good morning when he took in my outfit. For class there is no dress code, so I could walk in wearing a lace teddy and no one could say anything. I crossed my legs and turned to face the teacher with an innocent look on my face. Another growl erupted from the rear that snapped Mr. Raft back to matters at hand. I did see him turn and adjust himself before he continued. I had to stifle a giggle. This is fun.

Mr. Raft announced that we would be working in pairs on a Greek mythology presentation that would be due in four weeks. He would be placing us in those pairs and guess who my partner is. When I moved to the back of the room to go over ideas with Oliver he said "Guess the world just wants us to be together, Baby Girl."

"And how do you figure that."

"That's two classes where we have to be partners. It means lots of long nights spent together. Bent over and working hard."

I giggled at the balls he had right now, but that was one of his charms and probably his downfall too. He exuded confidence that he really didn't have. Fake it until you make it I guess.

"You wish Ollie."

His face fell, but he covered it quickly with a smirk. "Oh I do wish, and dream."

We spent the rest of the hour talking about our project and flirting shamelessly.

As class came to an end, I put my sweater back on and slowly gathered my things. Oliver waited for me and we were the last to exit the room. We had only taken a few steps when he pushed me into the next classroom that was empty. He closed and locked the door behind him before pushing me against the wall. His body came flush against mine in an instant.

"What kind of punishment is this Baby Girl."

"No punishment," I responded breathing heavily from his close proximity. He took this moment to run his hands up the back of my skirt and lifted me by my ass causing my long legs to wrap around his waist. I moaned when his hard front came in contact with my soft middle.

"Then what, I'm forgiven?"

"There's nothing to forgive, Ollie. We are not mates. I shouldn't hold you to that standard."

"So I'm not good enough to be your mate?" He started to pull away.

"That is not what I meant." I pled while grabbing his face and making him look at me. "I have 2 months until I can find my mate. So no one is my mate right now and anyone could be my mate in the future. You only have a few days until you may find your mate."

"So why are you teasing me?"

"Because I want to have some fun. You know how to have fun, right?" I took this moment to grind into his front. He was so hard already.

With a low growl from his chest, he panted "So you only want me for my body? You want me to bend that sweet little ass over the desk there and f**k you from behind like you caught me f*****g Dakota?"

"No" I panted as he pressed into me again.

"No? Then what do you want me to do to you Baby Girl."

"s*x will be saved for my mate. I want to have fun." He gave me a confused look. "Orals are fun."

"I love to be blown Baby Girl, but giving is not generally my style."

"So you wouldn't want to lay me back on the desk and bury your face and fingers in me? I guess I'll have to find someone else to have fun with."

That caused him to growl loudly and slam me against the wall again before he pulled me in for a kiss. His lips were hungry as they engulfed mine. I pulled his bottom lip between my teeth and pulled. This caused him to growl again. He pulled me closer to him and then moved us to where I was seated on the empty teacher's desk.

He pulled away and our combined breathing was loud and heavy while he pulled my lace panties down. He kissed me again and then down my body lingering on my chest as his hands traveled up my inner thigh. His thumb found my nub and he circled it causing me to moan.

"So wet for me Baby Girl." He didn't give me time to respond before he slipped his middle finger in. I tensed at the intrusion and he gave me a moment to adjust before he started slipping it in and out of me. I moaned at the feeling of it as he pumped and curled that finger before he added a second.

I was lost in the sensation he was causing and didn't notice he had shifted his body lower. Now he was face level with my pink lady. "So perfectly pink and wet Baby Girl. You smell so sweet." Then he replaced his thumb with his tongue. "You taste like honey." He continued to lick and resumed pumping and curling the two fingers in me.

"f**k, Ollie. That feels so good." At this, he stopped and growl I could feel the vibration in my core. He caught me in his glare.

"Call me Oliver, Baby Girl." He got more urgent and moved harder and faster with his fingers but had yet to release me from his relentless stare.

"Oliver" I shouted as he grazed a spot that sent me almost to heaven. The pressure was building heavy below.

"Good girl." He grunted before lowering his mouth back to my nub and sucking on it hard. I nearly rose from the table when he nibbled then stroked that spot again. My entire body exploded without warning. I saw stars as I screamed his name over and over as he continued his relentless assault on my p***y as I came down from my high only to build to a second.

"f**k Oliver for someone who doesn't give. That was pretty f*****g amazing." I told him when I sat up looking for my underwear.

"So are you going to be just as giving, Baby Girl?"

Just then the bell rang sounding the end of second period. "Not right now, but another time maybe. I'm hungry. I'm ready for lunch." He chuckled. "What?"

"I just had lunch. It was tasty." He replied with a smirk. He placed a finger over my bottom lip before continuing. "I will have those perfectly plump lips wrapped around my c**k and soon, Baby Girl. Don't think I'm letting you off the hook. Now go before I change my mind and f**k you for leaving me horny and painfully hard."

I looked down and saw the strain his pants were under as I adjusted my clothes. I gave him a quick kiss before leaving the classroom closing the door behind me. He did not follow me out and I giggled thinking about what he was doing now. That was fun I thought as I made my way to the cafeteria. I was starved and got the large cheesesteak to refuel.