Tealsville Seas

lack of coercion

Naomi Jones

Not even ten minutes after Valen pulled me out that chaotic ass room, we were in another one.

I wasn't exactly certain of where we were, but I did know three things for sure.

1- Valen Smith is the prince of something supernatural. In this area, he is considered royalty.

2- That prince was currently leaned over me with one hand on the wall next to my head and the other on my waist.

3- I was terrified, yet insanely turned on.

"The fuck are you doing?" I asked, still upset from learning all of this newfound information about Lycans, mates, and kidnapping, yet annoyed at the fact that something sensual was stirring at the pit of my stomach.

He remained quiet as his eyes trained on me.. studying me. Then he leaned back a bit and raked his eyes all over my body.

Goddamn.

"I can't look at you?" He leaned back down to eye level with me and I tried my hardest to stop my body from having a visible reaction to his words.

So I tried focusing on something else.

Like the freckles that coated his cheeks and the bridge of his nose and how prominent they appeared now that he was closer.

I decided to focus on those until something else caught my attention.

The lighting in the room was a little bit dim, yet his eyes seemed to glow slightly.

Knowing what I know now, made me a little bit uneasy about the fact that his eyes could change color but I tried my hardest to shake the feeling off.

I shifted my eyes away from his stare and saw a desk  just behind him.

We were in, what looked to be- an office.

His office.

"I know that you're feeling a lot right now." He spoke up, making me snap my eyes to him, wanting desperately to tuck a stray piece of hair behind his ear.

After a few moments, I processed what he said.

"Yeah I am." I said.

And I was.

If I'm being honest with myself, I was feeling aroused.

But of course it was deeper than that.

I felt angry that my friends and I got snatched away from our old lives. I felt upset because I wasn't sure if I'd ever be able to see my mom again. I felt jealous because of that Roxanne girl- why? I'm not even sure. Which means that I also felt confused.

All those different emotions swam through my head at once and it all just felt like too much.

He looked at me a bit longer before walking away from me and sitting down in his chair.

I stood by the wall awkwardly.

"Come sit down Naomi." He watched me as I slowly made my way to the chair in front of the desk.

"Talk to me. Please. What's going on through your head. I can fix it." His eyes were back to their usual color and seeing this eased my racing mind a little bit.

I sat down in the chair in front of his desk and looked down at it.

That's when I noticed the shattered glass on one side of it and my curiosity spiked at the sight.

"My emotions got the better of me. I keep forgetting to get that replaced." He chuckled slightly before putting on his serious face. "Now please. Tell me what you're thinking about." His voice softened and the sound itself almost made me melt away in a puddle.