Till Our Souls Wilt (Age Gap)

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Althea's POV

I tried catching up on homework, but Arlo kept filling my head. The way he never resisted touching me. I got to see a side of him with zero reluctance. It was a glimpse of my future.

I put my books away feeling heated from the engagement with my sweet memory. Changing into my sleep shirt I slid under the covers, and let my sleepy brain immerse itself into soft thoughts of Beta Henson's mouth between my legs. He felt so confident in the bedroom, touching me like he knew exactly how I wanted him.

I closed my eyes and parted my thighs, thinking of his strong hands wandering my body, grateful I didn't have to make things up, I at least had something to remember. My body burned at the idea of waiting 6 months for him to touch me like that again.

I slid my hand between my legs, pushing my blankets down and lifting my sleep shirt. God I wish he was here. I knew it would be hard being away from him but I didn't think I would crave him so much my skin would itch with need.

A cold flush washed over my body. I felt different, like I wasn't alone. I quickly pulled my hand from its intimate place. Shame filled my gut as I sat up. My heart raced as I tried figuring out what this unbearable chill was.

My phone rang, knocking me out of my trance of confusion. I picked it up to see an unknown number. Glancing to the clock I saw it was past eleven. Going against my judgment I answered.

"Hello." My voice was quiet.

"It's a shame you feel the need to do that when you have a perfectly good mate to fill your needs." I recognized Augustus' voice. My heart fell. He was that chill. He was tapping into me.

"Get out of my head." I spoke through my teeth. He chuckled.

"Let me feed on you." He pleaded with a smart tone.

"I'm not your mate Augustus. And because of you I've been shut out of every pack task there is." I let him know how angry I was.

"Then let me feed Althea. I will go away if you're right, I promise." His voice turned soft, as if he actually cared about my distraught state.

"The risk of dying for your knowledge sounds idiotic." I whispered, laying back down. Augustus no longer scared me. He was an old soul looking for someone to spend his eternity with. He was desperate.

"I haven't killed one person since I've carried this curse Thea. And I won't start with you. That would mean war among the races." He tried comforting. I sighed.

"You're waisting your time." I breathed. I could hear the ambers of his cigarette crackle as he took a drag.

"I've been searching for 200 years little wolf. I have the patience to wear you down." His low voice echoed before he hung up. I felt his chill simmer into the heat I was familiar with. This was more invasive than I thought.

I was nowhere near tired. I wanted Arlo. I needed Arlo. I wished that I could have been blissfully unaware of my pull with him until I could have actually mated him. There was a stiff knock at my door. I shoved my phone under the blankets and sat up.

"Come in." I hollered. I opened the door to see Sam. I scooted back against my head board and pulled the blankets to my waist as he sat down. He looked as if he was just about to go to bed.

"Do you feel a pull with Augustus?" He immediately asked. Not even trying to ease into a conversation. I shook my head.

"No, he scared me. But now he just seems to annoy me." I admitted. He nodded.