The Call of the Lycan

Chapter Fourteen

I slip out of the pack house early on Sunday morning. Atticus is not in the bed beside me. Probably off fucking Lily or some other goddess forsaken slut. I tell myself I don't care as I rush home pretending with myself to not notice I still have on his shirt. I go home and crawl into my own bed, hoping to loose myself in a book.
Monday morning I decide to sleep in and skip training. I felt the need for some space from Atticus given how he acted at my last training session. I'm pulled from my sleep when a voice booms in my mind "Where are you?!" I gasp & sit up, realizing it's Atticus in my head. "What are you doing?!" I gasp completely horrified. If he can talk in my head what else has been able to do and not tell me. I feel him rolling his eyes at me. "Relax Clara. I can communicate with all the pack members like this. Not just you" he scoffs. I sputter in disbelief. No such thing had been done at my previous pack. How was this possible? 'It's a wolf instinct' Inaya chirps to me. "I'm in my bed!" I yell out loud while indignantly rolling over and covering my head, as if that could block his voice. "Well you don't need to yell, I can hear you perfectly fine" he says sarcastically. "YOU ARE RIDICULOUS" I yell again and try to block him out. It must work because I get no answer. I'd be lying if I said I hated hearing his voice while in my bed but I refuse to let myself dwell on it. I'm already awake so I may as well get ready for work. I take extra care to look good today, blowing out my hair & applying some light makeup. In case people are gossiping about me at least I'll look good & be able to hold my head up high.

I'm nervous when I get to work. I hope that no one will have heard about my escapade at the bar or the hospital. I didn't want to talk about it or hear about it. In fact, I intend to forget any of it even happened. I feel more confused than ever about Atticus too. I hate that I can't turn off my attraction to him. Even though I knew I couldn't have him it didn't stop me from acting like a lovesick school girl over him. The fact that having him probably meant I would die eventually didn't matter at all. He was like oxygen to my water filled lungs. Something I can go without for a moment, but ultimately i would give in and let him consume me, or let his absence kill me. Every interaction with him left my head spinning. I needed to get away from him before I was I unable to build up my walls. Walls no one could penetrate.

Deciding to not go to the training session left me feeling a bit more clear headed. I had never in my life lost control of my own physical desires enough to let things go so far in the back of a vehicle. Frankly, it scared me how carried away I got. It seems that my coworkers have nothing to say to me about it. Maybe I imagine it but they all seem overly nice and helpful to me. I go about my day seeing patients & I start to think everything will be ok. I'm at desk doing some final charting for the day when a shadow covers my desk. I look up & jump in surprise. Atticus is looming over my desk looking pissed. How didn't Inaya sense him? Was I that focused on work? And How could someone just look so damn good? He has on a black t shirt and dark jeans. His hair is tousled to perfection. He has a slight flush on his cheeks as if he was exercising. My heart starts racing & I feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment. Inaya howls in delight. "Care to explain why you missed training this morning?" Atticus asks me in an angry voice. I bite my lip. "I wasn't feeling well, I'm still feeling dizzy from ... the weekend" I say, my face turning more red. Atticus narrows his eyes at me. "You could have let me know instead of sending us after you, looking for you" he says. "Sending us after me? What are you talking about?" I sputter. "I had to send someone to make sure you were ok... since you weren't giving details to me when I asked" he says in an annoyed tone. "What? You're stalking me now?" I ask in disbelief. Inaya purrs at the thought. "No Clara, I'm sure you would love to think that. It's called a wellness check- when you check on people you're responsible for" he snarls. My face and neck are both flushed now, embarrassed at his words. "Why can't you just leave me alone?" I ask trying to embarrass him back. His eyes widen and darken at the same time. All I did was piss him off from how angry he looks. "Do you know what the consequences are for being a no show to training?" He growls quietly. I roll my eyes before I can stop myself. "None. Leave me alone Atticus. Go be responsible for someone else" I snap at him. I push my chair back from my desk & try to step around him to leave my office. He grabs my arm as I walk by & pulls me back into the room, while closing the door in one swift motion. He backs me up against the wall & glares down at me. His arms come up on either side of my head & effectively pin me against the wall. I gulp as he towers over me, his warm breath tingling against my neck. I'm sure he must be able to hear my heart racing & feel my body temperature rising. He smirks down at me. "Don't ever tell me to leave you alone" he snarls in my ear. "I'm sorry" I whisper, suddenly utterly overcome with my desire for him in this tight little space. I can feel my thighs getting wet. Atticus inhales my scent deeply. "Why do you do this to me?" He growls in frustration looking away. My chest feels hot with sexual tension. "D-do what?" I stammer confused. "Make me want you so bad. I can't seem to stay away from you." He says quietly, seemingly less angry. I sigh at his words & try to keep Inaya from coming out. She's feeling the heat between us too. No telling what Inaya will do. "You came to see me. You could have sent beta Steve" I say breathily. No helping my flushed skin though. "Sassy little thing aren't you?" He mutters while dragging a fingers down my neck. The tingles burn deliciously as my breath hitches. I feel myself breaking out into a light sweat I want him so bad. "You probably love this don't you? Seeing me loose my self control around you..." he whispers while trailing his nose on my jawline. I close my eyes & force my chest to rise and fall at an even pace. "You do the same thing to me" I whisper. He stares at my face intensely as I bite my lower lip. I can feel my chest heaving in response to this close contact. His thumb runs across my lip, stopping me from biting it. Atticus lowers his head & presses his forehead against mine & inhales again. "I can smell how turned on you are Clara. It makes it nearly impossible for me to... walk away" he whispers as he pushes up against me. I can feel the bulge in his pants pressing into my lower belly. I want nothing more than to feel him, taste him. The warm tingles are phenomenal from our bodies being against each other. "Do you personally come see everyone who misses training?" I whisper in a shaky voice trying to be funny. Atticus pulls back from me & stares intently. "Are you implying I'm paying special attention to you?" He asks me with a smirk. I flush in embarrassment at my accusation. "Yes" I whisper shakily. "Mmm, so bold of you to state the obvious" he mutters. Atticus lowers his hands from either side of my head to rest on my hips. He leans in & presses his lips to where my mates mark would go. My breath catches as the sparks explode on my neck making me let out a small moan. Atticus is igniting something inside of me that I won't be able to undo. I turn my head upward to give him full access. His hands rests my hips for a moment before he brazenly slides a hand up under my skirt. I gasp in surprise as his fingers find my soaked slit & begin rubbing overtop of my underwear in a circular motion. "Maybe you need some special attention so you remember to follow the rules" he growls in my ear. Intense pleasure shoots up my body as he resumes nibbling at where my mates mark would go. I moan louder in response & wrap my arms around his shoulders to steady myself. His free arm wraps arounds my waist to support me. "Atticus, p-please" I stammer not even sure what I'm saying. His finger slips under my panties & begins rub my sensitive spot. I gasp and my hips buck at how good it feels. I'm overcome with pleasure almost immediately. "Please what?" He snarls. He stops rubbing & stares at me. "P-p-please l-let me c-cum" I stammer breathlessly, desperately intoxicated with his touch. He starts rubbing again. How was this so good? He leans in brushes his lips against mine. I kiss him frantically, needing more. I could feel my climax coming on. Atticus increases the speed of his finger on my sensitive spot as he pulls his mouth from mine. "Cum for me Clara" he commands in a husky voice. His breathing is fast now too. My body explodes in an eruption of pleasure & I cry out his name. I go completely limp & he supports my body weight. When I come back to reality he tries to release me but I need more. It felt like a burn I needed to cool off. I wrap my arms tight around his neck & wrap my legs around his waist. I can feel his erection pressing against my slit through our clothes. His lips find mine & our tongues are intertwined. "Please" I whisper desperately between our lips. He knows what I want- What I need. I can feel his smirk against my lips. I reach for his erection and being to stroke It with enthusiasm. He snarls with satisfaction. A wave of heat rolls through my belly. I am willing to do this here and now in my office. I vaguely note how hot my body is, like I'm standing in a fire. How was I so turned on? He suddenly pulls back & puts space between us. I'm instantly gasping for air & clutching my lower belly. The ache inside of me is unbearable. I feel an intense burning need sensation between my legs that only he can fix. Atticus is watching me closely from across the tiny office. Something is very wrong with me. I sink to the office floor. "What's wrong with me? What did you do to me?" I gasp in an accusing tone. I feel like I am literally on fire. Inaya starts panicking in my head and yipping. I see a surprised look in Atticus's eyes for a moment. A burning hot sensation is starting to consume my body. My need for Atticus to touch me is almost causing me to scream in frustration. I can feel heat rising in my face. "Clara... I think you're in heat..." he says slowly.
I gasp in realization as my body burns. It feels like it is on fire. I start to pull off my clothes but Atticus stops me. His touch soothes my fire. "Please, please don't leave me like this" I gasp as steps away from me again. The only cure for heat was sex. Lots of sex. No telling what I would do out of desperation to get relief if Atticus didn't... help me. "Fuck! I'm such an idiot. I should have known this would happen. The moon goddess is forcing my hand" he growls while running his hand through his hair in frustration. He knows what this means too, then. "God damn it!" He yells punching my desk. The desk splinters in half. I didn't realize sleeping with me seemed so awful to him. "I thought heat started after you're marked by your mate" I whimper. "The moon goddess marked you! & I must have triggered it somehow. I'm so sorry Clara. This is my fault" Atticus groans in frustration. "Please Atticus, it hurts so much" I beg him, desperate for relief. I see the pain on his face too. "Clara, we can't. You're a Gariou, I'm a Lycan. If we ... sleep together I could hurt you" he says gently squatting down in front of me. "Don't you get it? We aren't physically compatible" he says as he cups my face in his hands & stares at me with an agonizing look on his face. I can hardly process what he's said the pain is so bad. This would be painful for him to see his mate in heat & unable to help. Every instinct in his body would be compelling him to mate & mark me. I feel sweat pouring off my forehead & my breathing is rapid. I can hardly look at Atticus right now my pain is so bad. "I gotta go home" I gasp. I start crawling for the exit desperately. I feel like I might die. Atticus scoops me up & holds me bridal style, pressing me into his chest. The physical contact helps relieve the pain somewhat. "Every unmated wolf in a mile will smell you. You aren't safe at home! you aren't safe anywheres!" Any she wolf in heat sent unmated wolves into a mating frenzy. I had no idea how Atticus was controlling it. He rushes me out of the hospital while mind linking only his mated guards. They meet us outside & form a sheild around us. I was nearly delirious with the overwhelming burning pain. We rush to the pack house & upstairs to his bedroom. The guards leave us at his bedroom door. Atticus rushes into the room & lays me in his bed. He locks the door & deadbolts it. I frantically start taking off my clothes until I'm only in my Bra & Panties. Thank god I have a sexy pair Rita forced me to buy. My thighs are soaked with my heat. Atticus turns to look at me & his eyes are dark with lust. He snarls in anticipation, stalking towards me. This would be making his wolf insane. Inaya is currently going insane as well, barking out every dirty sexual thing she can think of for me to do to seduce Atticus. My heart pounds wildly thinking of what's to come. He starts removing his clothes quickly & I admire his gorgeous body as he does. I get excited thinking he's going to relieve my pain but he crawls into bed with his boxers on. I immediately try to straddle him but he flips me over & pins me down. His scent fills my nose & starts to calm me. He presses his forehead to mine. "Clara, relax. Take deep breathes. Slow your breaths" he says in a soothing voice. I try to follow his instructions. The physical contact helps my pain & calms my breathing until its actually almost bearable. Tears slide out of my eyes as I whimper in frustration. "Clara, I'm scared I'll hurt you" he says pressing his lips to the top of my head. "I can't risk that" I can hear the strain in his voice. "I'm already hurting... & I want you- i need you so badly" I whimper , trying not to sound whiney. "I've... looked into this Clara because... other people warned me when they knew you were a Gariou. The only accounts of Lycans sleeping with Garious ended in the Garious dying" he whispers, his breathing ragged. I notice the intense burning is letting up from our physical contact as he speaks. I take in his words in disbelief. "How did they die?" I whisper, tears filling my eyes. Atticus won't make eye contact with me. "The Lycans can't control the urge to mark their mate during sex... the Lycan mark kills other wolves that aren't Lycans" he whispers while looking at the floor. I feel a lump rise in my throat as the realization hits me. "I can't kill you" he says in a strained voice. Of course he can't kill me- he would loose strength. I would truly never have a mate relationship & would be suffering with heat for the rest of my life. Tears pour down my cheeks as Atticus pets my hair. "I'm so sorry Clara, you don't deserve this" he murmurs to me. ''So what? I'm supposed to suffer for the rest of my life like this?" I whimper. Atticus presses against me tighter and I feel his erection pressing into the side of leg. It was SO big. "You can always... take another" he says the words like it physically pains him. "Ok let me call Rico" I snap at him sarcastically. Atticus snarls viciously as his eyes turn completely black. "Don't speak his name" he growls as he pushes his boner into my groind. I'm annoyed at his reaction. He could have other partners but not me? We would see about that. "How did you not mark other she wolves before then when you slept with them?'' I challenge him, showing my annoyed tone. Atticus looks surprised at my question, raising his eyebrows. I flush at the realization I asked him a very personal question. ''It's different when it's not your mate. You couldn't mark them if you tried'' he says gently. Tears continue to run down my cheeks as Atticus holds me. 'How could the moon goddess do this to us?' I ask Inaya. Inaya whimpers.