Chapter 72: Chapter 72

I walked out of the bathroom after taking a deep shower with a clean white towel wrapped around my body. I casually used a short white towel to dry my silver hair while making my way to bed.

Smelling a familiar scent, my feet couldn't help but come to a halt.

I froze upon seeing Wyatt sitting on my bed.

Arya had been the one to lead me into the room before I left for the bathroom; I never expected Wyatt to be here! What was he doing here? Everyone must've known he was in my room!

A tint of red surfaced on my face, and I couldn't help but take a step back in embarrassment. "Wyatt," I called in a tiny voice, which was mainly due to embarrassment.

Wyatt's calm black eyes fell on my face. Upon peering into his eyes, I discovered that his eyes held no ripples or desire, and his face was blank as if he hadn't seen the almost naked woman who was in the same room with him.

Seeing Wyatt's calmness, I felt all my embarrassment disappear. I trusted Wyatt a lot, and I believe that he's calm, unlike that Alpha. I gritted my teeth upon recalling that stuck-up jerk.

Wyatt raised his beautiful hand and used two long, thin, and beautiful fingers to beckon me to come closer. "Let me see your back." He muttered in a calm yet authoritative voice that left no room for refusal or hesitation.

Wyatt's eyes suddenly fell on the temporary mark and hickeys on my neck, but they shifted away immediately, giving me the illusion that I was the one thinking things. But why does it seem as if the room temperature has dropped? I couldn't help but shiver slightly.

"Back?" I tilted my head in bewilderment, wondering why he wanted to see my back, but I couldn't think of a reason.

However, Wyatt only stared at me with a blank face, which revealed that he had no intention to reply.

I shrugged and turned immediately, trusting that he wouldn't hurt me.

"Lower it." Wyatt's cold and authoritative voice drifted into my ears immediately.

I understand that he meant I should lower the towel that I wrapped myself in.

My curiosity increased, but I knew he wouldn't tell me anything, so I lowered the towel until it fell to my waist while making sure that my chest was still covered.

Immediately, I could feel Wyatt's eyes roaming my skin until his hand brushed one of the scars on my back.

I couldn't help jolting slightly due to the sudden touch, yet Wyatt was still calm. "The scars are fading." He uttered calmly and withdrew his hand.

My heart felt sweetened with joy. I didn't expect Wyatt to still recall the scars on my skin, not to mention check on them. He's such a perfect man!

I raised my towel and wrapped it properly before turning to Wyatt to make a small bow. "It was due to your help. Thank you." I appreciated.

Wyatt's eyes turned cold, and he ignored my appreciation.

I understood that he was dissatisfied with me thanking him, just like the time he caught me trying to clean his mansion.

"Did you like the hostel?" Wyatt suddenly asked and leaned back on my bed before taking a glimpse of the whole room.

I nodded immediately and smiled sincerely. "It's nice."

Arya's presence also made it better. Had Arya not been here, I think I'd be swirling in hatred, loneliness, and apathy.

Wyatt nodded his head and took out his phone to play with it, ignoring me.

I had thought Wyatt would leave after doing his things, but seeing that he didn't, my lips parted to ask if he needed something or if he needed me to serve him a drink.

However, I decided not to say a thing; knowing Wyatt, he'd definitely be displeased.

I decided to pick my expensive skincare products and left for the closet to dress since Wyatt was still in the room.

I don't understand why I kept feeling Wyatt's eyes on me, but whenever I turned back, I saw Wyatt still invested in his phone, which left me thinking that it was probably my thoughts.

I pushed the thoughts aside and entered the closet before shutting it. The large space made it comfortable to do things without a problem.

I applied my skincare products and did all the necessaries before putting on a comfortable black mini body-con dress that accentuated my figure and long legs. I couldn't help but smile.

I stepped out of the closet to meet Wyatt, still on my bed, looking at his phone. Upon hearing my approaching footsteps, Wyatt looked up.

Wyatt's eyes darkened immediately, and I felt a trace of chill run through my spine.

I shivered slightly, and my breath hitched. However, I couldn't deny that I loved how he was attracted to me. How his eyes revealed his wants for me, not my body!

Wyatt's eyes were stuck on me with every step I took, not to mention that Wyatt didn't bother to hide his deep gaze.

My face flushed, and I suddenly felt nervous at his deep gaze. I bit my lower lip and lowered my head nervously before pointing to my phone, which was on the other side of the bed.

Even though I tried to act calm and composed, I failed woefully!

"Wyatt, I…" Before I could complete my words, Wyatt pulled my hand hard, and I fell onto his lap immediately.

"Wyatt, I…"

Wyatt grabbed my chin with his right hand and snaked his left hand around my waist.

The crashing of Wyatt's lips against mine paused my words. My eyes widened in shock.

Did Wyatt just kiss me? Wyatt just did. He did? For no reason? I blinked. Am I dreaming? No! I crushed on Wyatt, but I…

"Focus." A deep voice coupled with a soft bite on my lower lip jolted me awake from my thoughts.

Before I could say a word, Wyatt thrust his tongue into my mouth, and he swept every corner of my mouth with his tongue, causing me to turn weak in his embrace.

My face reddened, and my brain turned mushy immediately.

Wyatt isn't my mate, but why did this feel so right? Why does it feel so perfect with him? I couldn't feel any trace of tingles running through me, but I felt heightened pleasure. It felt as if I was in bliss.

My life felt so perfect being with him and in his arms, but... is this right?

Currently, I'm entangled with Oswald and Rex; did I even want to add Wyatt to it?

I know Wyatt is my crush, but I'll be leaving the power axis pack soon. What if I ended up being unable to leave due to entangled feelings? What if Rex gets to know about this? He'll definitely be displeased!

My thoughts began to spurn chaotically.

Somehow, I wanted to go on with Wyatt; he's basically my crush! Yet I wanted to reject him.

I knew it'd be unfair if Wyatt ended up investing his emotions in me! I'm not made to be a Power Axis Pack member; I'll soon leave. What if, by that time, Wyatt also came to like me and refused to let me leave? No! Hell will surely let loose!

With those thoughts, I decided to put an end to it. I can't let Wyatt get hurt for me. That'll be my biggest sadness and regret!

"Wyatt… Mmmhhh." I raised my hands in a bid to push Wyatt's chest.

However, Wyatt caught my hands effortlessly and placed me on the bed before pinning my hands above me.

"No…" My lips were immediately seized for a passionate, fierce French kiss, and soon I lost my sense of reasoning due to pleasure.

Wyatt's fierce kiss and experienced hands that kept running through my body made my brain turn blank.

My eyes were shut tightly, which further heightened my sense of touch, increasing the pleasure I was feeling.

I couldn't help but clutch Wyatt's shirt tightly for support.

It was a while later that Wyatt let me go. By that time, my brain had turned fuzzy, and my whole body had melted with pleasure. I could only stare at him with teary, doe eyes.

Wyatt lowered his head and licked the tears that managed to slip past my eyes. He placed his hand on my right cheek and softly caressed it. "Let's leave, princess." He whispered; his voice was husky and deep, sending pleasure through my system.

I nodded my head and attempted to stand up, but due to my soft legs, I couldn't. My face reddened in embarrassment immediately.

"Pretty sensitive legs," Wyatt muttered in a deep voice that left my heart racing for miles. However, he didn't say anything further; instead, he bent slightly and bridal-carried me.

My eyes widened, and my hand flew toward his chest in shock. My lips parted slightly…

"Aren't you my mate?" Wyatt calmly retorted before I could say a word, and I couldn't help but recall the kiss incident.

But still, that was meant for show. We aren't even mates.

Moreover, I don't even understand the relationship I shared with Wyatt. Ugh! Things are so confusing. It felt as if I was about to go crazy.

"You're Arya's sister-in-law." Wyatt articulated, causing a shade of red to surface on my face. Arya is just saying her own, and Wyatt knew!

But I couldn't refute it. Everyone except the both of us and Oswald thinks we're having a lovey-dovey relationship between us.

Wyatt entered the hostel; even a fool wouldn't believe that nothing hadn't happened between us. I nodded my head and hooked my hands around his neck. "Okay."

Since I can't do anything, I might as well enjoy it. Besides, after the fight with the rogue, I'm undeniably tired; I might as well go with the flow.