Chapter 18: Chapter 18

Chapter Eighteen

Michael's POV

Rat — face Elijah took me with him out alone to talk. I knew what he wanted to talk about. The topic I was trying to avoid. We walked on the other side of the field towards the forest. He had his one arm around my shoulder, which was making me agitated. I'm not a fool. I knew his tactics. He would use his sweet talks and soft voice to lure me into spilling my guts to him.

“So how did you find her?” He asked. I clenched my teeth but still answered him as politely I could.

“On a road.” I answered him. He shook his head and laughed a little on my answer. It sounded a bit awkward, but it was the truth. I was pretty sure that he was thinking I had just cracked a joke.

“Right. I believe you.” He said. We stopped walking and stood beside each other.

“You know Michael, I like you a lot.” He said and turned to look at me. I wanted to reply to him with a, 'But I don't' but decided against it. He kept going.

“And I would like to see you in the future taking my place. Do you know how come I became The Alpha Elijah?” He asked me. I gave him a look and he grinned.

“Maybe we should leave that topic for another day.” He said, completely backing off the topic that he himself started. He patted me on my shoulder twice.

“Enjoy the party.” He told me and disappeared into the other side of the crowd. I really had a doubt that his story of becoming the next biggest Alpha contained nothing good or happy stuff. Anyway, without further wasting my time on his shit I moved and walked into the bar side of the place. The bartender shot me a salute and I ordered double shots of vodka.

Suddenly, the room lights dimmed and among the mixed smells of cologne and perfume and alcoholic smell I picked up her smell.

And his as well.

I saw them. Dancing in slow rhythm. Going back and forth with the flow of the song. And I heard what he was saying.

“Actually, it is your fault. You are looking too damn beautiful for any guys to resist. I would have hit on you too.” James said, and I gritted my teeth knowing he was flirting with Linda.

“I'm not looking that beautiful. You are just buttering it up.” Linda replied and I frowned. She damn well looked too beautiful to be true. She should know that. The bartender slid another drink my way. I drowned it in a few gulps without ever taking my eyes off of them.

He pulled her closer and she gasped at that. A fire shot through my veins and my heart started pounding in my chest faster than normal. But it was not only because of jealousy. It had something else as well.

“Oh, I would definitely butter you up.” He said while tracing her arm. Absentmindedly, my Adams apple bobbed up and down as I swallowed hard. It was then I realized that I was getting turned on by watching my brother touching my girl.

“And eat you up all night.” He said and kissed her on the shoulder. To my surprise, she didn't flinch back like I had expected her to do.

I had even expected her to push him away or slap him hard from the time he started touching her, but she did not. She continued to move with him, like in some sort of trance, and he continued to move her.

“You will be my sweet little treat.” He said before moving up from her shoulder to her neck. His voice had gone husky and heavy from feeling and touching her.

My own hands were itching to glide over her curves and taste her skin. But for some reason, I forced myself to sit still and torture myself by watching them flirt. It was cutting me open to see her in my brother's arms instead of mine. Both from jealousy and lust.

“And I know that you will taste like honey. Yum...” He continued with his kissing.

“And you will like everything. Everything, I would do to you.” He said kissing her beneath her ear. A low growl rumbled in my chest. I wanted to see him kiss her savagely and squeeze her juicy ass.

Damn! What was happening to me?

“Just you and me.” He told her and when I felt that this time he would kiss her. I just couldn't sit still.

In seconds, I pushed the guy who handled lights aside and turned on the lights before anything could happen.

Linda snapped out of whatever spell she was in and her eyes moved frantically around her to see if anyone had noticed her hazy state. Finally, she bid out a rushed goodbye before walking away from him.

James looked in the direction where Linda had left while grinning like an idiot. When he spun around to see the culprit who ruined his fun, his eyes found mine. Seeing my loosened composer and rattled state, he understood that I had seen and heard everything.

At that he smirked at me, like he had won a fucking prize. I strode in his direction. I knew he was waiting for me to take a swipe at him, but I was too angry at myself and too turned on to give him even that much.

Likewise, I walked past him to where Linda had disappeared. Smelling air, I got a whiff of her scent and I followed it. She was running to the darker section of the place. Where it was dark and quiet. Hidden from everybody's eyes. Just as I preferred for now. I rushed after her.

She was completely unaware of my presence and I chose the opportunity to catch her off guard. I slammed her on the wall and a shriek escaped her mouth. I saw her freaked out expressions. Which settled when her vision adjusted to the dark, and she saw it was me.

“Michael?!” She said. Her voice sounded low and timid. In front of my 6'6” height, she appeared small and fragile. Her scent was driving me insane. I put my head into her neck and inhaled deeply.

“Do you know what you do to me?” I asked her. My voice came out grumpy. The sound of it was muffled from her hair.

“Michael?” She said again in a low, scared voice.

“Shhh...” I shushed her. I put my both hands on the side of her head and trapped her in my cage. A prey for an animal to hunt. She looked up at me with her puppy scared eyes. I bowed my head and levelled my eyes to hers.

Not saying anything, I just stared at her. As the seconds passed, I got more turned on by the way she was looking at me.

My hands balled into fists, trying to stop myself from pouncing on her.

Suddenly, she grabbed my shirt from both sides.

“You are scaring me, Michael.” She said slowly. I reached out and slowly snaked my hand around her waist. I pulled her to me. Her body flushed against mine and I felt everything. I glided my hands over to the dip of her spine and backed her up.

“What are you doing?” She asked me. Her voice came out breathless, and I saw a drop of sweat gliding on her neck and down her chest. I captured it before it could go down and licked it clean. I could hear how fast her heart was beating.

She let out a shaky breath and her smell of arousal hit my nose.

It was intoxicating.

I let out a growl. She was getting turned on by being scared of me. I knew it. It gave me a sidekick. I love her to tame her and beg me to let her go when I had sucked out everything in her.

“Are you getting turned on by being scared of me?” I asked her. My voice was heavy and my question felt more like a warning than a question.

She shook her head in a hurry, not saying anything.

I grabbed her full, juicy ass and squeezed it hard. Like I had wanted to when she and James were flirting.

She let out a startled gasp. Her hands flew over to my shoulders, and she gripped them tightly.

I ran my nose from her neck to her ear. I captured her earlobe and sucked it hard. Her hands on my shoulder tightened as a moan slipped from her mouth. I left her lobe and whispered in her ear.

“I know when you are lying. Don't lie, or I will let go all the restraint I have on myself.” She looked at me scared but confessed what I wanted to hear.

“Yes. I am turned on by your scary look.” She said. I let a dangerous smirk kiss my lips and I gave her a dark look.

Before she could react. I bowed my head and captured her lips with mine. Grabbing her from behind her neck, I moved my lips with hers and forced her to follow the rhythm. Sucking her bottom lip, I nipped at it lightly then traced it with my tongue. She let out a breathy sigh and I used it as an opportunity to slip my tongue in her mouth. By now, Linda had started responding to my kiss as well. She grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me closer to her. Our tongues danced together, and I explored each and every section of her mouth. It became completely impossible for me to hide my want as all the blood rushed south and something grew in my pants. She let go of my mouth and panted heavily. She let her forehead fall on my shoulder while her grip on my collar tightened a little more.

“Linda.” I whispered her name like I was saying a prayer.

“If you don't want me to take you right here, right now. Then leave.” I said, panting with her. My heavy breaths mixed with her shaky ones. When she didn't move, I became restless.

“Please Linda. I beg you.” I said and saw her swallowing heavily. For a moment, she didn't move but in the next moment she left me standing there.

And my wanting for her.