Their Human Mate

9. When the Lamb Meets the Lion

NO ONE POV

Alexa stood awkwardly in front of Nicholas Alexander's house.

Regretting it? Yes! Wanting to run away? Definitely! But she couldn't run because she had promised to deliver the registration papers to Nicholas’s house.

"Maybe I should have accepted Grumpy and Betty's offer to accompany me. Why did I insist on going alone?" she murmured, but it was already too late because Nicholas Alexander had opened the door.

"Hey, if you keep forgetting the bag, next time I will….A–Alexa??"

"H–Hi, Nicho…" she tried to grin, but it was kinda hard because Nicholas was topless.

Only wearing jeans, to be exact, which were worn a bit too low, showing his torso line.

Not to mention his sober face and disheveled raven hair, exuding a bad boy vibe, and she swore it was the hottest thing she had ever seen besides that dog Jacob.

"Um, sorry…Should I…"

But before she could suggest leaving his papers outside, Nicholas had slammed the door. Clearly embarrassed because she had seen his body, and it didn't take long for Nicholas to open the door again, wearing his black slim-fit shirt.

‘It didn't even take 1 minute…’

"Um…Okay, thanks," Nicholas took the paper from her trembling hand. "Urrrr, want to go inside? I can make you tea."

"Oh, okay, sure…" Then, Alexa entered Nicholas's house. Once again, she swore and regretted agreeing to Nicholas's offer!

"Why didn't I choose to go home, though…What if his parents are here?" she grumbled inwardly, clearly very regretful, while Nicholas…secretly cursed himself as well.

Why did he offer Alexa to come into his house?

"Hope she doesn't think I'm a creep. I've never invited a girl before…"

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When Alexa entered Nicholas's house, she expected him to live in a place with a minimalist or clean color scheme, or at least dark and cold.

But she didn't expect him to live in a classy place that looked vintage and luxuriously warm.

"It kinda reminds me of Vogue interior magazine, though…" she thought, spotting lots of game consoles attached to the TV, which still resembled Nicholas Alexander, but once again, she frowned when she spotted a fluffy, plush Baymax on the sofa with pink fur slippers.

Pink?

"It's my sister's, actually," Nicholas said, cleaning up those ‘girly things’ which broke Alexa’s several strange theories about him. "Um, why don't you just sit there while I make you a drink? It won't be long…"

"Oh, okay…" Then, Nicholas carried the 'things' in his hand and disappeared into a room next to the stairs. Alexa used that spare time to look around, silently judging the place.

"Quite luxurious, which means he's rich, and tidy…" she thought, before frowning when she saw a row of photo frames on the stairs. Judging from those sharp onyx eyes and sharp figure…She knew they were Nicholas and his family.

"The glasses girl beside him must be his sister. She looks kinda different from him….Her face is soft and not intimidating…" she thought, before looking at the photo on the side again, which revealed a man in fancy clothes who looked like their father. However, the more Alexa looked at it, the stranger she felt.

Why was the order of the photos getting older?

"There are people dressed in old styles like the Marco Polo or Titanic era but the boy looks like Nicholas…Does Nicholas's family like antique photo styles? But why do their black and white photos with the gramophone look like the gramophone next to me?"

Alexa considered walking closer to the row of photos because there were dates underneath them. She just wanted to make sure because she wanted to know if those old photos happened to be Nicholas's ancestors or just Nicholas crossdressing, even though she wasn’t sure anymore as the photo papers look naturally old.

However…

"Turns out, I don't have tea. Are you okay with coke?" Alexa stopped her intention.

Nicholas had returned.

"Oh, okay. Sure. I like coke," Alexa replied, even though she was secretly eyeing Nicholas's Sprite. She frowned when she saw a pizza box in his hand. "Did you order pizza too?"

"Oh, yeah. There's a promo here," Nicholas lifted the pizza box. "Hope you like American favorites…"

"Sure…" Alexa replied, even though she didn't really like meat and preferred cheese. 'Why didn't I hear a phone call or pizza delivery, though…' she thought.

As they ate together, Alexa noticed there were other things on the sofa: a nebulizer and an inhaler.

"It's for my asthma, though…" Nicholas replied quickly before Alexa could ask. Is he a mind reader or something? "My lungs are kind of killing me, so I need it to breathe…"

"Oh, I see…" Alexa nodded, as she was kind of awkward talking about disease. "It must be hard to wear that mask, especially considering I scratched your mouth yesterday."

"Does the scratch still hurt?" she asked suddenly, eyeing the faded scratch on Nicholas's lip. Nicholas could only give an awkward smile as he rubbed it.

"A little. But it's okay. No need to worry…"

"Oh…"

"By the way—"

"Anyway, what's in that paper? Is it an award certificate or something?" Alexa asked quickly, which immediately made her curse herself. Why do you sound so nosy, Alexa? What if Nicholas Alexander is uncomfortable and—

"It's an Olympics letter, actually…" "Olympics?"

Nicholas gulped as he felt like he was oversharing. But meh, just f**k it. He was chill because he couldn't go anyway. "Yeah, the Olympics. Psychic olympics."

"I applied for the Olympics in Antarctica. I just wanted to live somewhere cold instead of wet, but meh. I was late to register, so I wasn't accepted."

"But nah, it's their loss for not passing me. Not me. I can apply whenever I want," he said, not lying, as he was immortal.

"I see…"

"Anyway, you and that dog…Are you—Ugh!!!" Nicholas paused as his grip on the pizza loosened. His eyes widened as he realized he had eaten jalapeno, and he was so f*****g allergic to it.

"s**t, my asthma…" he murmured weakly, but it was still audible to Alexa because she was also panicking now.

"What?? Your asthma?? s**t! Are you having an allergic reaction??? f**k, I don't know how to help you with it!!"

Nicholas, with his blurry eyes, saw Alexa moving further away, but the further she was, the more he realized he couldn't breathe.

'It's because she's your mate, you fool! Your blood, your oxygen, and your life…”

"Just give it a taste and leave if she's not to your liking."

Nicholas shut his eyes as the devil's whisper returned, but now that he was in a tight spot, he couldn't help but listen to it. It was getting harder to resist as he watched her sexy lips panicking…Whispering and letting out a lot of 'steamy' oxygen.

'Mate…'

"Hello?? Is this 911? Yes! I have an emergency! My friend…" and before Alexa could tell them what happened to her 'friend'…Nicholas, with all his might, limped towards her.

He grabbed Alexa's butt, making her gasp, and before those sexy lips could protest…he kissed her. He kissed her, shoved her against the wall, and locked her body with his. His veiny, muscular hand pinned her hands above her head while the other was still groping her butt.

Pushing her wet ass close to his hard one.

"Ni–Nicholas…"

"f**k…"

Nicholas widened his eyes as he realized what he had just done, and his heart ached when he saw her full lips bleeding.

"I..I…"

However, before he could say sorry or do anything to fix it.. Bugh!!!

"Stay away from my stepsister, bastard!!!"

A dog just hit him right in the face.

"NICHOLAS!!!"