You Rejected Me Alpha, Remember?

Chapter 014

Chapter 014

Lucas's Point Of View

I'm not the type who believes in love at first sight, instead in lust and pure desire at first glance. And I've never felt so right about my beliefs until I set my slanted eyes on this omega.

Everything about her blew me straight out of proportion, ranging from her soft features to her killer physique, I just wanted her in my arms while I sate the dirtiest thoughts that brews beneath my gentle gazes at her.

It has been like that ever since my wolf sensed her out as our fated, at that sizzling moment my body had given up to lust and desire coasted every inch of my soul.

Was it strange? Yes but there's no help for it.

Would I stop fascinating the thoughts of her indulging my sexual urges then? Absolutely no.

I nearly messed it up with her earlier inside the vehicle, I needed to excuse myself away from her presence if I want to remain in control of whatever that holds me together from not claiming her the moment I set my eyes on her, or throughout the night I spent getting acquainted with her.

From our all-night schmoozing, I've deduced a little bit of her nature. She's fragile, lightweight, and the epitome of distress.

I engaged her on few of my adventures, and it was shocking to see how humorous she is. She's a mixture of sharp and sarcasm once she feels a space is a comfortable one.

She'd share few details about herself to me too, how she lost her parents and that was the only thing she voiced to me. I know there is more because I touched her and felt it, I looked into her eyes and saw it all.

It was an obvious sight, how cruel the world has been to her. How much she's had to endure, and how much pain she's suffered. My chest tightened at the mere thought of it, and the urge to have every single head of those fuckers who had a hand in her trauma severed from their body caged me tighter.

I never pressured her to share more, instead I switched topic to brighten up her sullen mood with one of my hilarious moments growing up. She enjoyed her night with me, I knew that because it was all laughs and smiles with her till dawn break that I suggested for her to get a brief rest.

I'm eager to care for her, to experience things I'm not supposed to experience with her. I've decided she's worth it, because honestly she is.

She wasn't what I expected, but I loved and appreciated what I got.

'Shame on you, Lucas. Big shame on you. You're pathetic,' my wolf, Deidre took the bait to rein in on my thoughts.

I wasn't lying about my curse, neither was I entirely truthful. But nobody needs to know what part of the truth I reshaped or the part I left out, it is- simply unimportant.

'You can't ignore me forever you know? You already have me in a cage doesn't mean I'm silenced till you're done being pathetic,'

That's right. It's my fault Myra's wolf is unable to connect with Deidre, but who cares. It's part of the curse, if Deidre connects with her she dies, and that's far from what I want.

The creaking sound of the door sliced into the silence to grip my attention, my body pulled off the wall I leaned against as I glanced at the sultry looking figure that stepped elegantly out of her room.

I'd given her some privacy to dress up after I told her I was going to be the one to give her the tour of the palace, and now she was done.

I'd phoned my beta ahead of time to stock her closet with dresses I had no doubt would make her beauty tasty for the eyes, and I wasn't wrong.