Capítulo 7: Disclosure Pt. 1
Aláine's Point of View
Fuck! Right this moment, my world was on shaky ground. It was all too much and I wanted to get out of the nightclub, and not necessarily with anyone else. I was determined not to be weak. I was not a crier. Not now or ever, and I would stick to that come hell or high water.
"Damn! I am losing it," I sternly told myself. "Come on, damn it! Focus and get control!"
Apart from being upset by Tyra's comments and confused by this man, I didn't like the feeling of not being in control. I also didn't like the oversexed, gorgeous hunk of a male who smelt like grass after the rain, whose light touch on my waist was sending a frisson down my body.
Oh, who was I kidding? I needed to amend that thought. I just hated the feeling of not being in control. That oversexed, gorgeous hunk of a male who smelt like grass after the rain is exactly what I liked and really, really wanted.
"I'm not going anywhere with you until you explain yourself," I threatened, trying to sound brave and in control.
"You are my mate," Kristof repeated as if that should make perfect sense to me, "and your cousin will explain in a short while when we are all in the car."
Tyra nodded, smiling in a blatant attempt to calm me.
"Trust me, Aláine," she said, "it will all make sense once we've explained. This..." indicating the nightclub, "is not the place to do it."
I glared at her.
"Is this why you didn't want me here?" I said accusingly.
"Well, I am glad you did come here," said Kristof interrupting us, "otherwise it could have been rather difficult to find you."
I could only sigh and let myself be led outside to the car. A sleek black limousine even; how typical and expected, and totally groan-worthy. Our little group now consisted of Tyra, Cassandra, Noah, Zara, Kristof and myself.
The other four got into the car first. Feeling somewhat subdued, I got in, with Kristof following me.
Getting in the vehicle, I was aware of Kristof's hand on my waist the entire time. It was exceptionally difficult to think straight, made worse when he started stroking my wrist with one hand and the side of my neck with the other.
I wondered what this power he had over me was. I was not like this, especially over males who seem to always have an agenda. All the while, Tyra was talking about mates and werewolves. I was hardly listening, but hold on... What?
At this point, I took note of the last word and asked incredulously, "Werewolves?!"
"You mean I've been hooking up with a werewolf? Grrrr?" exclaimed Zara.
Everyone turned and looked at Zara and a rather sheepish Noah. I simply cracked up laughing.
Kristof's Point of View
I was growling almost silently. Why did my mate have to be human, and why was she laughing? I was getting frustrated with this whole scenario. I was used to people who obeyed my commands.
I had found my mate, and we should be preparing for the mating ritual. If it wasn't for the blessing of the Goddess, I probably wouldn't have bothered.
"Werewolf?" she repeated. "I thought you said this would make sense! Do you know how ridiculous you sound, Tyra?" Aláine was asking her cousin.
"But it's the truth," Tyra answered. "Cassandra is my mate. We went through a mating ritual, and now I am a werewolf too."
Aláine was looking at Tyra and then turned to face me with a look of astonishment. I was taking this opportunity to inspect her closely, and I had to say, I was delighted with her appearance. At least she looked good, even if she was laughing at us. She would make a beautiful Luna.
"Okay... so say I believe you, what happens next?" she asked him.
I looked at her intently, "You come with me, and then we are mated... for life."
"Aaah, what?! How do I know we are supposed to be mates?" she countered.
"You must have noticed that you are drawn to me. You may not know why, but you are definitely drawn to me. I saw you staring at me when you entered the club. I am also drawn to you in the same way. When we are mated, you'll feel it more." I replied, bringing my face even closer to hers.
Whether I wanted it or not, the urge to take her in my arms and then passionately kiss her was immensely intense. My wolf and Lycan were encouraging me, adding to my desire. I breathed in and closed my eyes to calm them both down.
Capítulo 8: Disclosure Pt. 2
Aláine's Point of View
I wished he wasn't so close to me; it was truly hard to focus. When he brought his face close to mine, I could feel his breath lightly on my face.
I must have been blushing by now. I certainly felt like my face was as red as a beetroot.
Shaking my head, I said, "That's no indication. Every woman in the club is probably attracted to you. You are a walking candy store of attraction."
It was Kristof's turn to chuckle now, which was unnerving because he was so damn sexy. I ought to make a mental note that he certainly was a walking candy store, and I had a sugar craving.
Again, I tried to shake my head to try and dispel the effect he was having on me. It wasn't working very well.
Taking a deep breath and with a slightly audible quiver in my voice, I said to Kristof, "I am not going with you tonight. I have a life.
Well... I have a part-time job and a pet, and that's my life. If you want me, take me on a date. We need to get to know each other first."
Kristof sat back and we stared at each other for a while. He didn't look happy, but I was determined and hoped I showed it.
It must have worked because he finally chuckled and said, "Fine! Will you join me for a drink and supper tonight, and dinner tomorrow night? I will court you as you deserve."
Smooth! There was no way out of that one. I couldn't back down and say no now.
Then I turned to Tyra, "Is this why you haven't returned my calls or contacted me for about a year now?"
Tyra looked down, embarrassed (as she should be), and nodded.
"I wouldn't care what you were or who you loved," I continued, "You are my family, my only family."
"Hmmph," said Zara, "I'm pretty much family too."
I looked at Tyra, "My only blood family" then looked back at Zara. "Better now?"
Zara nodded and smiled, then went back to talking to Noah.
Tyra and my mothers were twins who had also married twins. Interestingly, neither set of parents had given birth to twins, but our mothers had been pregnant simultaneously. I was two days older than Tyra and we were raised like sisters rather than cousins.
Our parents did almost everything together and were together when a truck ran a red light and crashed into them all, leaving both of us without parents.
It had been just over three years now, and when Tyra disappeared, it had left a large gaping wound. Maybe we could begin to heal that. Maybe. I have a lot of hurt to get past.
Kristof ordered his driver to take us to an upscale bar where we could get to know each other. It was less noisy and more private than the nightclub.
The evening's conversation was more small talk than anything else, but it allowed me the chance to observe Kristof. I kept looking to see if anything in his looks or actions would indicate he was a werewolf.
Other than continuously stroking my wrist and staring at me as if I were dessert he wanted to consume, he was the perfect gentleman. At the end of the evening, Kristof insisted on dropping Zara and me home.
When we got inside, I looked at my flatmate and said, 'Other than your little outburst there, you were very quiet tonight. That is unlike you. At least tell me what you think I should do."
Zara looked at me, shook her head, and said, "Personally, I think you made the only choice. He's certainly a looker, and he appears to have a decent personality. But going slow is more your speed." Zara burst out laughing, "I hooked up with a werewolf! Grrr! Oh my god… I said "grrr" to a werewolf!"
"And I'm going on a date with one."
We both collapsed on the couch, giggling like little children. My dog Axel jumped about, attempting to lick our faces, which made our giggling worse.
I finally crawled into bed in the early hours of the morning. My reaction to Kristof had unnerved me. Him merely looking at me had aroused me in a way I'd never felt before. He was right; I was drawn to him. I was just stunned by how much I was attracted to him.
Punching my pillow a few times, I realised that I couldn't sleep. I needed a release, so my fingers slipped into my pyjama shorts, feeling for my swollen sex. It felt good as I brought myself to climax, but I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like with someone else. More specifically, what it would be like with Kristof. Maybe, even what it will be like?
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