Chapter 11

KIERAN DARKHOWL

After I left Boris, I’d driven around the small town, sniffing and looking.

During the full moon, my senses were as sharp as when I sensed a threat, and needed to protect my pack. My eyesight was ten times what it usually was, and I could hear a pin drop on a cushion at the top of a fourteen storeyed building.

But I was focused on finding it.

The magnet pull that was drawing me in.

The frequency that was calling to me.

The divine heavenly scent that was tailored especially for me by nature.

The reason my cock was twitching uncontrollably with desire, and why every strand of hair on my body was alert.

Aurelia called me.

I contemplated ignoring her. I didn’t want anything destructing me.

She’s your mate, a small voice inside my head reminded me.

Right. Mates. Destined life partners you found irrevocably irresistible.

I sighed and took in a four deep breathes.

I love her with every fiber of my being, I told myself.

“Hel—“

“KIERAN WHAT THE FUCK!”

She was sobbing hysterically. So the news was out. I wasn’t with the returning pack members.

“Aure—“

“HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME. YOU PROMISED!”

“Aurelia. I’m sorry.”

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW? IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?” She yelled between her sobs.

I kept quiet.

“HUH?”

“Listen babe. You don’t understand.”

“Make me.” She challenged.

It was at the tip of my tongue.

There’s something here that’s calling to me. Something beautiful and unique and wholesome. It will be good for the pack(…or just me). I don’t know, how I just do. This is what we need in our midst.

That’s what wanted to say to her.

But instead I lied. “There’s something dangerous here, babe. Something that would harm our pack if I didn’t get rid of it. And I’m the only person whose head is in the game right now. Cause you know…”

“What is it?”

“I have no clue but my bet is on old magic. Fucking witches.” I feigned anger.

“But it’s really bad. Even Boris is extremely destructed and I would have used his help. It has to be me doing it or it will fester and hunt us all.”

She was quiet for a minute.

“What can we do to help?” She asked calmly.

“Take care of the pack for me.”

“Okay. Take care of yourself babe. I’m not ready to be a widow.”

“It won’t reach to that.” I assured her.

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“Babe?”

“Yeah?” She said.

“Don’t call my phone until I call you okay. Tell the rest of the pack too. Not to bother me unless I reach out. If they have issues they can forward them to you or Alex. Understood?

“Yes.”

———

I found her.

It was around three o’clock. She was standing outside the elementary school with the kids, as they went back to their respective homes.

She was dressed hideously.

It made me chuckle.

The most modest pumps I’d ever seen, pantyhose, an ugly beige knee length shapeless skirt and a cardigan.

Jesus where did she shop from? The granny store?

Her blonde hair was in a perfect bun planted firmly at the top of her head. Her eyes were a dazzling blue. I knew if she looked at me I’d be hypnotized. She had a small upturned button nose and the most radiating smile I’d ever seen. It sent a chill down my spine.

There was something about her energy. Something old and ancient and dangerously feminine. It made my heart flutter.

I kept watching the delicate way she was handling the kids.

I started imagining her pregnant. With mine.

Mated.

You’re mated.

There was that small voice again, reminding me that I was already taken.

I didn’t understand.

Why was I feeling pulled towards a strange human woman yet by biology it was impossible. Werewolves wouldn’t feel anything for humans because it was biologically impossible to breed with them.

Not only that, it was impossible to have any kind of feelings, especially sexual, towards anyone that wasn’t your mate, when you were mated.

Yet here I was, after my body had shut down, being made to feel alive by a human woman.

So ordinary and weak.

Yet so beautiful.

She turned to the car and stared at it.

I felt my heart leap.

The car windows were tinted so she couldn’t see me inside. But the way she looked at it made my whole body expand with excitement.

After the kids boarded the school bus, she started walking toward me. But she had to cross the road to get to me.

I was heaving. My heartbeat increasing with anticipation.

I panicked, as she stood by the side way, watching a car drive by, before she crossed over. I drove away before she could get to me.

I saw her in my side mirror look at the car pull away in confusion before turning and heading back inside the school building.

These emotions were too much for my human form.

Thankfully, Willowbrooke being the small densely populated town it was, was heavily forested. Almost each building was surrounded by trees, shrubs and bushes.

I packed Boris’s car at the hotel I had booked, shifted to my werewolf form and run through the forest, chasing her scent.

She was at the hospital. What was she doing at the hospital?

She looked at me with her gorgeous blue eyes—scared. She was about to leave her car and head inside.

I was hypnotized, I fought how to blink.

To be honest, I hadn’t thought that she could see me. I didn’t think she would turn this way and see me lurking at the forest edge.

Mixed with fear— that I guessed was from seeing a huge apex predator staring at her—her scent was heavy with want. I could smell her pussy juices from here. I groaned, feeling my body heat up at the thought of tasting that sweet nectar.

She was in heat, ready to me mated.

No, to be fucked.

She wanted to be fucked.

I wanted to fuck her. It had to be me and no one else. The thought came out of no where.

Entwined in all the need coursing through her body was something else.

Headache. Nausea. Her heart was beating at approximately four hundred beats per minute, making her sweat profusely. It couldn’t handle the heat of her needy pussy.

As I stared at her and she at me, I felt her presence draw energy from my body. Or mine emit to hers. I didn’t feel drained.

In fact, the more she draw, the better I felt. The more useful I felt. This is want I was designed for; to give to her.

I could tell she was feeling better. My energy had healed her. Only sad part was that the heat of her greedy wanting pussy was gone.

But I would still smell the intoxicating scent of its glorious wetness.

I heard someone approaching two blocks away, and I backed back into the forest.

I’d see her again when she was done. And I’d do something about her wet pussy.