M. Syrah
SIRIUS
She wasn’t here. Good. She took me seriously. I looked around the busy kitchen, and the human was nowhere to be seen. I smiled and relaxed in my chair, but I still had a nagging feeling.
Did I actually want to see her? My wolf agreed. We wanted her in our sight. I looked at Richard on my right as he ate silently.
“Why is your daughter not here?” I asked, my voice as neutral as I could manage.
He chuckled before throwing a knowing look at me. He was a bit embarrassed, though.
What now? ~
“I’m afraid, my king, that you hurt her feelings. She’s stubborn that way, my Penelope. If you don’t apologize, you won’t see her.”
“I’m king. I don’t apologize.” I frowned.
“Well, then, you won’t see her,” he said tartly.
I furrowed my brows. Damn it. I wouldn’t apologize. Especially to a human.
Jacob was furrowing his brows as well. He didn’t like me right now, but he’d never say so directly, because I was his king.
The feeling is mutual, pup.
He was too close to her and not mated. I didn’t like that. Why did I care? She was just a human, I reminded myself.
I returned my gaze to the room in front of me, and the female wolves were fawning over my wolves. I hated to see that.
They were batting their lashes, and I knew I needed to get out of here before they became more forward and came for me.
It usually happened when we visited packs. An unmated king attracted all the females. If only the werewolves had known about lycans, they wouldn’t waste my time.
I finished my meal before saying that I’d take a stroll for some fresh air.
I walked to the lake just behind the pack house. It was a beautiful place, quiet, and I was alone. It was rare for me to be alone, so I enjoyed it every time I could.
The lake was surrounded by trees and looked peaceful under the moonlight.
It calmed me down a bit and cleared my mind. I let my senses pick up only the sound of the water and the wind in the branches. It felt good.
A few minutes later, I saw Jacob leave the pack house as well, carrying a piece of cake. Maybe for her. Somehow, it irritated me.
I followed him to their house and saw that only one window was lit. That must be her bedroom. ~
I perked my ears to listen to them, and they were laughing and fooling around. I could hear them mock me, but it actually made me smile. The little minx.
She dared make fun of me behind my back, no less. Nothing more, though, so I relaxed. Shit. I shouldn’t react that much. The mate bond was driving me crazy.
I heard Jacob leave her room, and then I decided to do something crazy. I entered her bedroom from the open window. Shit. What was I doing? I was a criminal now.
The first thing I saw was her as she lay under her covers in the bed by the right wall of the room. She looked deeply asleep. Good. She didn’t catch me. ~
There were many drawings on the wall, but one stood on the easel in the middle of her room. I looked at it, and my jaw dropped. It was me. My wolf, to be more precise. With so much detail too.
She’d seen me only once, and she’d been able to catch every detail. She truly had a gift for this.
My wolf liked it very much. It meant that she’d liked what she’d seen. I shouldn’t have felt happy about it, but I did.
Since it was on an easel, I supposed it wasn’t finished, so I moved on to look at other drawings, then I heard her sigh. It wasn’t a normal sigh, oh no. It was erotic.
I turned to look at her, and she was flushed. Deeply in a dream. I scooted closer as she gasped.
“Oh… Yes… Just there… Sirius…”
Did she just call my name?! The gall of this girl. Having a sex dream about me. She kept moaning, and I felt my cock grow hard. I wanted to satisfy her. For real.
She moaned again, and I felt her wake up. Time to leave.
I escaped as quickly as I could and walked back to my room. I needed to whack that off. She wasn’t making it easy to resent her. She was pretty and seemed like a good girl.
The wolves loved her, and I started to think that she truly could be a good mate. Those were dangerous thoughts that I dismissed immediately.
I encountered my beta, Stephen, on the way, and he gave me a puzzled look out of his brown eyes. I must have been a sight with the big scowl on my face and the bulge in my pants. Shit. ~
“My king? Where have you been?” he asked.
“By the lake. I needed a stroll. There are too many she-wolves here,” I answered with tension evident in my voice.
“Maybe it would be time to choose a mate?”
“Never. You know that lycans can’t take chosen ones,” I growled.
He sighed at me but fell into place behind me. He was used to my temper by now. After all, I’d known him since the day he was born.
“You know what the council is saying. You need a mate because the kingdom needs an heir,” he reminded me for the umpteenth time.
“I’m still young and I’m immortal,” I said, giving him the answer that I always gave in this situation. This talk was getting old, really. They’d all been serving it to me almost since day one.
“Yes, my king, and I know you also want your true mate.”
“Who said that?!” I growled.
He lifted his hands in the air as a peace sign. I needed to clear up this vampire situation and go home quickly. She was driving me crazy. I needed to get away from her as quickly as possible.
“You’re more annoyed than usual,” Stephen said, arching a brow.
“I hate people, and you know it. I can’t wait to go back home,” I said.
“Is it because of the human girl?”
I growled. Of course he had to mention her! Why were they straining my patience on purpose? It was better not to answer and retire to my room.
“Good night, Stephen,” I said harshly.
“Good night, my king.”
I opened my bedroom door inside the pack house and sighed. Even this conversation hadn’t deflated me. I was still thinking hard about the lewd moans she’d made.
I’d have to work alone. Shit. I had females at home who would usually do it, but I’d brought none with me, so I was on my own.
I lay in bed, and I imagined her hands around me. She looked small and delicate, but I knew better than anyone how Artemis’s Huntresses were deadly.
I worked myself hard, and I saw her in the back of my mind as I reached ecstasy.
The Goddess had a fucking sense of humor. Mating me with one of the Huntresses again. A fucking human. Shit. ~