Chapter 85: Chapter 85

Daxton's POV -

After talking with my father, I decided to go to my room to talk with her. I just wanted to make sure that the lunch we had earlier did not make her uncomfortable. My father was rude to her earlier, but I doubt that she has noticed that.

I was a bit rude to her as well. I just can't accept the fact that she was thinking of another man while she was with me. I am quite possessive, I really dislike the thought of her with another man. She should be only thinking about me.

She's mine and only mine.

When I reached the front door of my room, I knocked several times. However, there was no response from her. I tried to wait for more, thinking that she fell asleep or something. But in the end, my impatient self ended up winning. I panicked a little thinking that she was hurt again which made me decide to enter the room on my own.

The moment I stepped inside, she screamed her lungs out. It made me panic even more, afraid that someone is trying to hurt her once again. My body moved on itself to run towards her. I was already running when I realized that she just finished showering and she's not yet in her clothes.

She slipped as she tried to go inside the bathroom. Despite that I wanted to stop coming closer to her, I had no choice but to come towards her or she'd hurt her head.

However, the floor was slippery. Instead of preventing her from falling, I also ended up getting out of balance too. The only thing that I could do was to prevent her from crashing the ground.

To my surprise, she was above me and our lips met. I was not even hurt from that fall and all I could feel was her body pressing mine.

Her eyes widened the moment that our lips met. I could hear her heart pounding on her ribcage. Her body is also heating up. She was not the only one, I'm sure that my body is reacting the same way especially that she was on top of me.

I wanted to kiss her so badly. The moment our lips met, I felt like the beast in me had awakened once again. It wants to devour her... to taste her. Fuck, I want her so badly. I keep picturing her lips on mine and it makes me fucking crazy.

I licked my lips, trying to stop myself from doing irrational things. I don't want to scare her or give her confusion. I want to take things slowly for us, especially that she has lived her life difficult.

But I wanted to get a taste of those lips again. Fuck, this is all torture for me.

She immediately stood up after that. Even then, I could still feel her body pressed on me. Her scent is still all over my nose. Fuck.

She directly went inside the bathroom without looking at me.

You did right, Maive. You should give us a space or I don't know what I will be able to do.

I sighed as I stood up. My mind knows the right thing to do, but my body wants the opposite thing. Everything just contradicts me when she's around.

I left my room thirsty for her. I should have kissed her...

This would keep me up all night. She will keep me up all night again. This is no good. I'm really fucking smitten.

Damn it, Maive.

- Maive's POV -

'Kiss him'

"No," I responded to the voice in my head. There she is again, getting awake whenever Daxton is around.

I could feel my heart racing more than ever. The mark on my neck is aching. I could also feel the heat on my body especially that my body is against his.

The moment I felt his lips on mine, I felt dizzy. It felt like I was drunk and all my control was losing its way.

'You want it so badly, Maive,' the voice in my head was provoking me.

She is right. I want to kiss those lips more especially when he licks his lips. The way that he was staring intensely at my lips makes me want to give in. His lips were slightly opened, I wonder if he realized that.

I want him. The heat on my body is saying that I am ready for him. However, my mind is still sane to stop myself from making bad decisions that I might regret.

After some thoughts, I immediately stood up and hurriedly went inside the bathroom without saying a word.

I don't know how long I was there but it is probably really long. I found myself spacing out inside his bathroom. I used his shampoo earlier and all I could smell was his scent around me. It was so addicting that I did not realize how much time had passed.

When I got out of the bathroom, he was no longer there. Even then, I could still imagine his seductive lips. He will really be the death of me.

As soon as I was dressed, I lay down at his bed and all I could think of was him. I wonder if he is feeling the same way as I do. I wonder and all I could hope is that he thinks of me too.

I wonder where he is sleeping when I am here in his room. I looked at his portrait. Even there, he still looks intimidating as ever. I only noticed that there's a small written word at the bottom left corner of his portrait.

The Alpha King

2020

That made me stand up upon the realization. I am not that familiar with the hierarchy of werewolves but it was clear to me. He's more than an alpha, he was higher than that.

That means... he is the highest form of werewolves. He is their king. I should have known when I heard him called as Lord.

Fuck it. Just how much I have to discover to really know him... How much I have to search just to get to know the real Daxton? It felt like everything was just a facade.