Topping the Enemy (Werewolf Story)

Chapter 36: Wish You Were Here

Harry

I can't take this anymore.

Enough is enough. The play is over. I want what I want and I want it now!

With each coming day, it gets more difficult to resist Landon. We sleep together, so whenever we are alone I want to jump on him. Especially after he gets out of the shower.

My goodness, my mouth waters just picturing my mate dripping wet with only a towel wrapped around his perfect waist. I had scented Gustavo inside the pack house on Monday, so I know he talked to Landon. I am guessing the completion of our bond was brought up.

Since he didn't mention the conversation to me, I didn't bring it up as well. I don't want to seem nosy nor do I need to know every single thing that happens in his life. I mean, if it was important I am sure he would share it with me.

The days of August started scorching hot here in Texas and I am not just talking about the weather.

I could see the wheels turning in his head, thinking about me and what I proposed in order for us to complete the bond. But my resolve is weakening.

As much as I'd like to pretend he is the horny Alpha who wants to have sex with me and complete the bond at last, I want him just as badly. It's funny, with the exchange of feelings between mates half the time I don't know if my horniness is affecting him or if he is the one who is affecting me.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday... I could tell he was itching to talk to me, to reach a compromise. But he was still holding off, in his head about it. And every night we didn't go past kissing. We just stare at each other shirtless in bed and drool like teenagers picturing our first time together.

Well, I've had enough. If I have to meet him halfway for us to complete the bond, that's what I'll have to do. This is getting ridiculous and I am on the verge of going into a rut. I can already feel myself getting testy.

Both of us are in danger if I'm being honest. And it's starting to get the better of me.

"You dislocated someone's shoulders today?" Luna Felicia was gobsmacked after Landon returned from his mandatory training session with Delta Saunders.

We are inside the dining room, getting ready for lunch which is about to be served. Spencer is staring at my mate in shock, just like the rest of us.

"Why does Javier need to give you a play-by-play of all my activities? I'm a grown man. And the Alpha!" Landon shot back angrily. He was furious at being called out like this by his mom.

"He doesn't give me a play-by-play, Landon. But when my son hurts another human being in a training exercise, that's something I should know about." She argued in a fierce tone. I can see she is not the backing down type. Though I didn't really think she was.

"He's not a human being, he's a werewolf and a warrior." He refuted, as if that was supposed to excuse his behavior.

Felicia glared at her son for a moment, then got up from the table and left the dining room in silence.

Clark, Ella, Spencer, and I are all staring at each other uncomfortably. Landon is fuming, but I am pretty sure that's not (his) normal behavior.

I have trained with warriors growing up, so I know accidents can happen but force should never be used in excess. Our Delta used to tell me and Aaron: 'Fighting is about skill, not strength'.

The maid kept pacing as she waited for Felicia to return. I don't think she is supposed to serve the food without her presence in the dining room.

"You can serve us now, Mrs. Glauberman. I'm starving." Landon demanded, staring her down.