chapter fifteen

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The picture above is kind of what I imagine August's bedroom to look like. It's a photo of the Harper bed from Roveconcepts.com (gotta put in citations whenever I can)

Victoria's POV

I don’t know how long August and I were in his room. But I do know I was hot, sweaty, tired, and sore.

My hips burned from how much and hard August gripped me. My breasts and nipples were sore from all the teasing and biting they got from him. And at this rate, I might have thought we were sex addicts.

I was wrapped in his arms and he was playing with a strand of my hair. I was laying on my side with an arm draped around his waist and my head on his shoulder. We hadn't spoken for at least 10 minutes. But I didnt mind the silence. I just wanted to be in his presence, taking in his pine scent.

I moved my head, slightly and felt his stubble scrape against my forehead. And he quickly moved to kiss it. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of his lips on my forehead. Then he started to kiss down the bridge of my nose, then the tip of it, then my lips. I felt like our lips were meant for the others. They felt like they fit perfectly together.

He was the first to pull away and he gently took my chin inbetween his fingers. "I dont know what it is about you." He whispered, examining my face with his eyes. "But.." Then a long pause. A bite of his lip. And then his hand dropped and he just fell back onto his back.

I propped myself up on my elbow to look at him better. "But, what, August?" He didn't look at me and kept staring at the ceiling. "August?" I said more firmly. That got his attention and he looked up at me.

Even though he looked calm on the outside, I felt a rush of anxiety. Heard a quickening heartbeat. A burst of warmth in my stomach. All of this seemed to be coming from him. It wasn't my feelings or my heart. Maybe it was. But I was for sure it was his heart beating faster.

"Do you love me, August?" I asked. There was a light pink dusting his cheeks before he gave a scoff and looked back up at the ceiling. "I tolerate you." He stated. But his heartbeat gave away that that wasn't the whole truth. I set my hand over his heart on his chest. "I know.." He sighed. "My heart is my worst enemy. Isn't it?" He asked, closing his eyes.

I gave a little smirk, even though he couldn't see. "Yes. It is." I told him. He took in a deep breath, his chest rising as well as my hand on it. And he slowly let it out through his nose. "Maybe.. I.. don't exactly know what being 'in love' means. Or feels like."

I giggled. "You've never felt love before?" I asked. He just shrugged.

"I mean.. I loved my parents. If that counts for something. But actually being in love with someone? No. Not really. This is all new to me. Being alpha, having a mate. Hell, I just.. I don't know. I grew up kind of resenting you. I really didn't want to end up being mates and didn't wanna stay mates. But.. the more I look at you, the more I hold you, the more I feel this pull to you. The night we officially mated, I knew there was something. I didn’t know what it was then, and I really don't know now. But.. if it's love, then yes." He said, almost all in one go. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. And I guess he took that as an opportunity to keep talking.

"When we walked into the house and I saw you changing, I knew then that maybe I was in love with you. I looked at you and you were the only thing in this world that mattered anymore. I didn't think I would say that to you. But in that moment, I really felt alive. Really felt something click. Something special."

I felt a tear roll down my cheek.

August Genesis Hale really admitted that he had some sort of feelings for me.

Hearing him say that lifted a weight off my chest. A weight that was resentment, confusion, and doubt wrapped into one.

"I love you, too." I whispered, tears now coming as a waterfall. He looked up at me and instantly sat up at took my face in my hands. "Hey. Hey hey hey. Don't start crying on me now." He whispered, rubbing the tears away. I gave a small chuckle.

"What?" He asked, scooting closer to me. "What's so funny?" He asked. I just couldn't help but laugh again through my tears. "You. You're funny." I laughed, and wiped the heel of my palm against an eye.

I reached over and grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. My face was still in his hands, and he was still trying to rub tears away. I felt him smile against my lips.

Victoria? Where are you?

Dad. Why was dad tryna mind link me, NOW? At the most inopportune time? I'm just trying to make out with my insanely hot alpha boyfriend who just confessed to me that he loves me.

But I didn’t break the kiss while I mind linked him back. Maybe if I'm quick and he doesn't ask too many questions, then maybe I'll be able to focus back on August.

What's up dad?

Where are you?

With August.

Where with August?

At his house. Why?

Because dinner's ready. Would he care to join?

"Would you care to join?" I asked out loud as I pulled away for a second. August gave me a confused look. "Join what?" He asked. I matched his look. "Dinner. Obviously. Didnt you hear dad ask?"

Then I internally face palmed. No. No he did not. Because dad only mind linked me and not the both of us. Idiot.

I just shook it off and tried again. "Dad asked if you would care to join dinner. It's ready, apparently." I said. August shrugged. "Sure. I'm pretty hungry. And if he's made food, I'm glad I dont have to cook." He said and gave me a quick kiss before getting up from the bed.

If it's ok, then he would like to join.

Okay. I'll make sure to get a 3rd plate.

Thanks, daddy. Love you.

Love you, butterfly.

And with that, I got up as well.

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