Chapter 33: Chapter 33

THIRTY-THREE

Louis laughed bitterly after Black’s fist collided with his jaw. His maniacal laugh echoed in the bleak room. Black rolled his eyes in frustration and gave Louis an unimpressed look. It was too early in the day for him to be dealing with such things, he was already cranky and now Louis was making him lose the little bit of patience he still had. Not only did he have to leave his bed too early, but that bed also had his mate sleeping soundly.

Louis faced Black once again, a look of mockery still on his face. Black just knew that if Louis spoke, he would not like his words at all. Maybe he could end this early and blame it on the fact that Louis had angered him to the point of snapping his neck.

“Isn’t my brother coming to my rescue?... He promised to always support me.” Louis said pathetically.

Black tsked and clenched his fist once again to land another hit. Hitting a restrained person was no fun, they could not fight back and he could hit whichever part he wished. When the opponent was free, at least they could fight back and give him a bit of an adrenaline rush. Other than that, Louis’ face just pissed him off more than anything.

He just could not believe that the person in front of him had dared to hurt Willow. Another unbelievable fact was that Willow had once had romantic feelings for the lowlife. All of his negative emotions stemmed from the fact that Louis was a huge part of Willow’s life and had impacted her so much that she thought twice about Black.

Louis groaned once more after Black hit him. “I see what this is about...” He said with a nod and smirk. “You’re mad that I fucked your mate.” He laughed and bent his head.

Black’s jaw clenched and he took a step back. Indeed he was mad. He was beyond livid, but Louis’ reason was far from why. Sure, he was not happy that someone like Louis had touched Willow in any way but he was more angered by the other things Louis had done to Willow. Louis had used her without regard that she was a human, and not only her—he used other people for money.

No matter what happened onwards, those people would still be impacted by the things that had happened in their lives while they were nothing more but “Louis’–source–of–money”. That was what angered Black the most. Louis decided to play God and decide how the lives of all those people were supposed to be.

Despite how much his and Willow’s relationship had grown, Black could still see the fear in her eyes. She had not yet completely gotten over her fears. And one slip-up from him could cause her to be scared of him for a long time. Sometimes, it was like she was so laid back and let him take control but when it snapped back in her mind that he was a werewolf, she would hold back. And that was all because of Louis.

This time when Black hit Louis, he made sure to leave him with a broken nose and bloody face. Louis’ face was covered with crimson and his head hung low. The metallic smell of blood filled the air. Black frowned, seeing Louis helpless and at his mercy did not elicit any emotions of sympathy. He wanted to put an end to the pathetic life Louis led. Louis could not change, it was evident in his eyes...eyes that held no remorse or regret for harming others.

“I’m going to kill you,” Black promised the man in front of him. Louis felt fear when he saw Black’s piercing eyes.

“Can I see my brother before you do that?” Louis asked with a smirk. Black could see through Louis’ facade to look like he was still composed despite knowing that Black could kill him at any moment.

“He doesn’t want to see you,” Black answered bitterly.

Just as Black put it, Levi did not want to see his brother. Levi was still trying to grasp everything that had happened over the last hours and after Black talked to him, it seemed like he had a better understanding of the situation. Black was glad that he had helped someone from hanging on to false hope just like himself.

“Liar! Levi won’t just let you kill me!” Louis was desperate for any way to get out of his predicament and Levi was his best option, Black saw through that.

“Of course, he won’t,” Black replied sarcastically.

Initially, Alex had told Black to only interrogate Louis and get enough information about the victims of his terrible business but Black so no reason as to not change the plans. Louis had successfully pissed him off and his claws were now itching to sink down into the flesh of the man. Levi had no clue that Black intended on killing Louis and neither did Alex.

“No one will miss you,” Black said and shrugged.

“You still need me to find the homes of those people,” Louis spoke quickly that Black almost missed his words.

Black wanted to find this sad and feel pity for the other man but he thought Louis looked pathetic. Only a pathetic man could beg for his life in such a way–trying to find a reason why he still had to live. Whatever reason Louis could come up with, it still would not be enough to save him from his untimely and deserved death. With the connections that MediamNoctemSidus had, they would’ve been able to trace the families of the victims without much difficulty.

Without thinking much about it, Black let his claws elongate and without a second thought, he slashed his claws across Louis’ chest, leaving a profusely bleeding wound. Satisfied with the damage, he plunged his claws into Louis’ throat and snapped it. He looked at the dead body for a while before walking out of the room. He left the cells that were used to hold rogues and offenders. After washing his hands, he received a call from Alex.

“Let me guess, you killed him,” Alex said after Black picked up. Black remained silent and Alex continued. “Isaac called me and said that Levi isn’t okay. Why did you just kill him without thinking? Levi still shared a bond with him and would feel it if any harm came to his now-dead brother.” Alex lectured him but did not sound upset that Black killed Louis, he was only upset because Levi felt the after-effects of losing his family.

“You gave him to me, what did you expect?” Black replied.

“I didn’t think you’d kill him so quickly.”

“Whatever,” Black said before cutting the call.

......

Black regretted a lot of things. He did not ever think he would regret killing a person that had oppressed a lot of people. Not only was he tasked with reuniting victims with their families but Willow had also been busy consoling Levi. And if it was not Levi then she was studying. Another thing added to Black’s list of regrets, supporting Charlotte on the idea of Willow applying for university.

After multiple applications to different universities, Willow had found one that was near and everything had been cleared except she had to take an entrance exam. Willow had been studying endlessly and whenever she came to his house, she had a book bag as well. Black would find books lying around in the kitchen, living room or bedroom. It was great to see her working hard for her future and he was happy for her but it came with the cost of his happiness.

Willow did everything she could to avoid him in order to not get distracted and sometimes she even opted to stay at the apartment without visiting Black for a few days. Needless to say, Black was not very happy with how things were going and he knew that after acceptance into the university, Willow would only get more busy.

“Why are you so cranky?” Willow asked with a pen in hand.

Black sat down on the couch behind her and remained silent. Willow turned her body to face him. Her hair was pulled up into a bun but a few locks of hair messily fell in front of her face, her freckles looked even more prominent with her bare face.

“Why are you upset?... I’m throne supposed to be like that, look at all this stuff.” She said as she pointed at the books on the coffee table.

“You’ve been avoiding me, of course, I’d be upset.” He grumbled.

Willow laughed heartily. “That’s because you’re a major distraction, just like right now.”

“I’m your mate, how could I possibly be a distraction?... I can help you study.” He said before carrying her onto his lap and kissing the corner of her lips.

“Black,” Willow whined but leaned more into his touch. She had craved Black’s touch, even the lightest of touches had an effect on her. It was things like that that made her realise that perhaps she underestimated how much of an effect the mate bond had on her as well.

“You’ve been studying for so long, I’m sure you’ll ace the test,” Black said while running his fingers down her back that was exposed because of the open top she wore.

Willow shuddered because of his touch and rested her chin on his shoulder. “No.” She disagreed.

“Okay, what of a little break?” He asked and rested his hand above her hips. “All work and no play makes Jane a dull girl, isn’t it?”

“...And this is your idea of play?”

“Precisely,” Black answered before kissing her shoulder, enjoying the sweet taste and smell of her skin.

Willow moaned easily just at the feel of Black’s fingers lightly tracing her hip and his mouth sucking on her shoulder. Being touch deprived made her sound desperate and she tried to stop her moans. Black only increased his attack on her exposed skin and caused her to release more sinful sounds that encouraged him more.

“Black,” To Black it sounded like another complaint turned into a moan. He pulled back and kissed her lips instead. With how much he missed touching her, he was sure that she was just like him.

Willow grasped at the ends of Black’s shirt. She managed to get it off and ran her hands up and down his back, feeling tense muscles. Black left kisses on her neck after pulling away from the kiss. Willow was now a mess on top of him. Her already crooked bun was now undone and her hair fell down her back.

Black could already feel himself losing whatever resolve he had when he looked into her lidded eyes. The sounds she made and how she looked, it was enough to have all of his pent-up emotions go down. The raging bones election in between his legs let him know that he would lose control if he continued but he kept going. Willow was already grinding her lower half into his, getting whatever friction was possible through their clothes.

Black’s hand tugged at the tank top that covered her upper body, silently asking for permission to take it off. Willow was way ahead of him and took it off on her own before discarding it. Black paused for a second just to look at her. They had made out before but they never reached the point they were at now. Willow’s fair skin and full breaststroke exposed in front of him was a sight he needed to forever embed in his mind.

He kissed her collarbone like he had done before and went down to her breasts. One of his hands held her breasts, Willow moaned out his name in reply and ground on top of him only to stop after feeling his election pierce into her bottom.

“Black.” She called out and looked down.

Black stopped his assault on her breasts and looked into her eyes before following her line of vision. He flipped her down on the couch and was now on top of her. He looked at her messy hair and heard the breathy sounds that escaped her mouth. She was a temptation.

“You should tell me to stop.” He said and kissed her neck. Willow shook her head.

His fingers went down to the drawstrings of her sweatpants and undid them. “Stop me.” He said, or more like challenged.

“No,” Willow replied in a breathy voice.

“Fine.” He said before pulling down her sweatpants.

......

“I really hate school.” Caleb declared as he entered the house and threw his bag on the floor. Aleisa glared at him and the backpack that was on the floor. “All these projects and exams.” Caleb continued to complain.

Kace sauntered over to him and he picked him up. He made some bubbling sounds to the kid before revealing a lollipop and action figure from his pockets and handing it to the kid. Aleisa rolled her eyes and got Kace after Caleb ushered him towards her.

“I told you to stop bringing him toys every day.”

“You don’t become the favourite uncle by not bribing your nephew.” He replied in a duh tone. “Is Levi upstairs?” He asked and looked up at the stairs.

Aleisa nodded. “Yeah, he came back exhausted after spending the entire day with Alex and Isaac.” Caleb started walking towards the stairs before Aleisa called out to him. “What about your backpack? Don’t leave it on the floor like that, someone might trip over it.”

Caleb looked at the bag and rolled his shoulders. “I’ll pick it up tomorrow, I am going to school after all.” He replied before climbing the stairs.

The sound of water running could be heard from the bathroom when Caleb entered his room. He looked at the bed that was now made unlike in the morning when he had left for school. Even his gaming equipment was neatly placed on his desk, all in all, the room looked better than it had in the morning. Caleb smiled before shrugging off his shirt followed by his shoes.

He opened the door to the bathroom and invited himself inside. The steam that covered the bathroom invited him further and he walked towards the shower cubicle. Levi peeked at him, having obviously heard the sound of the door.

“You left your clothes all over the floor, didn’t you?” He said in a disapproving tone.

“I have a horrible habit.” He replied before getting rid of his jeans and underwear and joining his mate.

Levi pulled Caleb against him and kissed him before wrapping his arms around him.

“Ow, the water is hot,” Caleb complained after a while. Levi kissed his collarbone.

“How was your day?” He asked.

Caleb sighed. “A lot of projects and I have to study for stupid finals at the end of the year. Teachers are stressing us and we have this field trip next month. How about you?”

“Training isn’t bad, Black is just unbearable. The problem is helping Alex and—wait, field trip?!” Levi asked after processing Caleb’s words.

“Oh yeah, we have this week-long field trip and I don’t think it’s anything to be thrilled about. I’ll have to share a room with other boys and actually pay attention to the educational stuff in order to write a report.”

“Other boys?” Levi asked once again, feeling his Jealousy rising slowly.

Caleb chuckled. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to be in the same room with Edward.”

“Edward! I don’t like that boy.” Levi said for the umpteenth time ever since he had met Edward.

“He’s a great friend and I’d rather be in the same room with one person that I know at least.”

“Do you have to go? I’ll have to spend a week without you.”

“I also don’t want to go but the stupid report adds up to my final mark. Let’s spend a lot of time together before next month and after I come back.”

Levi nodded and kissed Caleb once again. “Avoid the muscular jocks that like saying ‘bro’ and ‘dude’.”

Caleb laughed and grabbed the shampoo. “Why?”

“Because most of them are closeted gays trying to look as masculine as possible.”

“Whatever,” Caleb replied before handing him the bottle of shampoo. Levi took it and squinted some onto his hand before massaging it into Caleb’s hair.

“Don’t say whatever, you should avoid them. You’re every gay man’s fantasy, babe.”

Caleb wanted to glare at Levi but shampoo entered his eyes and he groaned. “Ouch, that stings!”

“I’m so sorry, I should have been careful,” Levi said as he tried to wash out all of the shampoo.

“You’re terrible at washing hair,” Caleb said after recovering from the horrible pain of soap shampoo entering his eyes.

“Then why do you keep telling me to do it.”

“Because I love you and your touch,” Caleb replied easily before leaning into Levi’s touch.