The Red Lycan

Chapter 4

I woke up in a bed. The sun rays were kissing my cheeks with comforting heat. Someone must have moved me after I fell asleep in the car.

I sat up and looked around the room. The walls were painted in a gorgeous blue colour and the four-poster bed was carved with beautiful patterns. The floors were creme coloured tiles with a big soft rug centred in between the bed and the fireplace. One wall had a huge roof-to-floor window with drapes that kept some of the sun out.

The bathroom door opened and I jumped slightly. Zane walked out still dripping wet with a towel running dangerously low on his hips. One drop of water made its way down his body, running down his six - almost eight- pack before disappearing in the towel.

“See something you like?” Zane’s questioned, making me very aware of the fact that I had shamelessly gawked at his body. My whole body turned red in embarrassment.

“I-I.. Uh.. Sorry” I whispered still not daring to look him in the eyes

He opened another door in the room and came out wearing a tight white t-shirt and grey sweatpants.

I guess the articles I read about grey sweatpants were true I remember while looking at the huge bulge in his pants

The heat rose in my core, my breath quickened and my skin was on fire. Every fibre in my body wanted to run my fingers down his abs and grip his…

Zane cleared his throat and snapped me out of my thoughts

Goddess, Davina.. When did you get such naughty thoughts

“I would like to invite you to lunch. Last night was.. a lot.. and we should talk.”

I replied with a nod. Still a little hazed after my earlier thinking.

He sat down in a chair I hadn’t noticed and opened a folder. I decided to take a shower and got out of bed, only then realising someone had undressed me down to my underwear.

Panic spread in my chest, Zane must have sensed my distress because he quickly got up and put his hands on my shoulders.

“Hey, hey.. What’s happening?” I took a step back, feeling violated and underdressed in the presence if of a male. I knew he was my mate, my wolf confirmed it every time he touched my by purring in my head, but I wasn’t ready to be intimate with him.

“D-Did we..” He understood what I meant and shook his head “No, of course not. I’m not into n*********a”

“I didn’t have the heart to wake you after you fell asleep in the car. I wanted you to sleep comfortably, so I undressed you”

“Mm” I nodded

“I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable.. I.. I don’t have much experience with situation like this”

I shot my eyes up to meet his

“What do you mean?” I asked unsure of what he meant. Did he mean the mate bond or.. with girls?

He sighed and turned around. Curiosity got the best of me and I stepped in front of him.

Oh my Goddess, he’s blushing

I raised my hand to his cheek, caressing it softly “I don’t have any experience either”

Without warning his lips slammed into mine and tingles exploded around in my body. I was so shocked I didn’t immediately reply his kiss but my senses quickly came back to me.

The kiss was hungry, full of desire and breathtaking. My lungs started to burn at the lack of oxygen and I parted my lips. Zane took the opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth.

He grabbed my by the hips and lifted my and I wrapped my thighs around him. He groaned his bulge into my - now soaking wet - core and I froze.

I pulled away and got out of his grip

“We need to stop. I’m not.. I’m not ready.”

My legs were trembling and my breath was quick and shallow. I looked in his eyes and they were pitch black hazed with lust.

He growled lowly and walked out, slamming the door.

I couldn’t believe I almost gave in, almost giving my V-card to the first man who showed interest in my, except from Charlie.

A shiver ran down my spine at the thought of his name. Most of me wanted him exiled and banished from the pack, but another part of my felt guilty because of Ariana.

Ariana I thought and looked around to find my bag that I had put my phone into. I found my bag and pulled out my phone.

My parents had sent a few texts to ask if I was okay, but no word from my best friend. I tried calling her, but I was sent straight to voicemail. Ariana I tried mindlinking her. No response.

She must be really upset I thought as a tear escaped the corner of my eye

I blinked the tears away and hopped in the shower trying to wash away the guilt, lust and confusion. I dried my hair and put on a simple but cute dress.

I slowly opened the bedroom door and peaked out. Zane stood leaning onto the wall with his eyes closed. I stepped out and he immediately opened them and looked at me.

“Ready for lunch?” he asked without a hint of emotion in his voice and I only nodded in response

The car ride was quiet. Zane occasionally glanced my way but kept his gaze mainly out the window. I was a little surprised that the King of werewolves dressed so casually when going out, but I was also relieved because I had nothing fancy packed with me. After driving for about twenty minutes we parked in front of a small cafe.

What I saw inside completely took me by surprise.

“Mom? Dad?”