Save Me

CHAPTER 16: PACK HOUSE 2

Liam's POV

I close my parent's bedroom door and let out a frustrated sigh. I walk toward the stairs and make my way to the first floor. I don't bother going to the kitchen and getting breakfast since I'm running late. I walk out the front door and make my way to the Medical Center.

As I'm walking, I think back to my father's lecture....

"I called you here because I'm worried about you."

I furrow my eyebrows, not understanding what he means. The last time I checked, I was fine.

"You've been neglecting your training, skipping your lectures with your uncle, and no one sees you anymore."

"You need to do better, Liam."

What?

"With all due respect, I always wake up earlier than is requested for training; I attend all my lectures and even study on my own time right after. I don't have to see people every single day. I've been the perfect heir, but this one time that I don't do my usual routine, I have to do better?"

"It's not been just one time; it's been this whole week."

"And for obvious reasons."

"I understand you have found your mate, but that doesn't mean you should neglect your duties."

"My duties? Right now, I must look after my mate and figure out who's done this to him. You make it seem like he came to me normally, safely, and sound. Tell me, if you were in my position and mom was in Twens, would you act any different?"

His eyebrow twitches, and he takes a deep breath. He stays silent for a moment, keeping eye contact. "No....I wouldn't. I didn't mean to upset you."

"Yea, well, are we done?"

My father looks away and then sighs. "You may go."

I didn't mean to snap at him, I've just been stressed about this whole situation, and I guess I have been obsessing about being near Twen. I arrive at the Center in what feels like seconds. I walk in and greet everyone I pass, making my way down the same path I've been walking for the past week.

Today is the day Twen will be moving into the pack house. I'm nervous and excited, happy that we're going to live under the same roof. Best of all, I'm going to basically be his therapy partner, so I'll get to see and be near him almost daily. Rita entrusted me with getting him to trust us and get used to being around people, especially men.

I reach the end of the hall, and I can see the window of Twen's room. I feel the same intense sensation since his cuff was removed and that sweet smell that drowns my senses each time I'm near him. When I reach the window, my breath hitches, my eyes widen, and my mouth salivates. I can feel my face and body get hot, and I can't help the bulge that forms in my jeans.

Twen was standing there half-naked. He turns his head, and with a surprised look, he turns back around, wrapping his arms around himself, but it doesn't do much to cover his exposed body.

I quickly turn and walk toward the nearest restroom. I find a family restroom and go in. I pace back and forth, trying to calm back down. "Okay, Liam, think unhappy thoughts, unhappy thoughts, unhappy thoughts," I whisper. I walk toward the sink and splash my face and neck with water. I look at myself in the mirror, thinking of his slender body and porcelain skin. He has marks all over his body, but he's beautiful nonetheless.

I look down at myself. "Fuck." The bulge is back.

"Fuck it." I unzip my jeans and pull down my underwear ever so slightly. My penis springs out, and it stands tall, almost strained. I think of Twen and all his beauty; I go to grab my penis....