Dark Desire [Complete]

Chapter 6

When John finished fucking Barbara, he told her to go giving the excuse that he needed some sleep. He knew that he was a bastard for treating her like that. She didn't deserve it and neither the other women that had sex with him.

He was expecting to feel relief and some calm after the exercise, but he felt the opposite. He was agitated and mad with himself.

He had made it on purpose for Luke to watch him with the female, because he thought that that was a good way to make it clear that he didn't want anything with the male. He wouldn't admit it to his friends but the moment that he saw Luke, was actually the only moment that he had enjoyed being with Barbara. His wolf had imagine Luke instead of the female. His beast apparently liked to play tricks with his mind. When his mate walked away, those images dissipated and the excited moment was converted into casual, even boring one.

Cursing, he put some boxers and went to the broken door of his room. The hinges were completely destroyed so there was no way to fix the door that night without making a lot of noise.

John couldn't sleep that night. He was too confused and agitated to be able to close his eyes. He looked outside his window and remembered falling asleep with his companion. Who would have imagined that the wolf was Luke? God... He felt like a fool.

He could understand Luke's behavior now. If what the male had said was true, he was as happy as John about their fucked up situation. Now he understood Luke's behavior, why he asked Kyle to keep him alive and why he was so strict with him. The male was fighting their destiny but at the same time he was unable to let John die.

He needed to go talk to him. He didn't know what he would say, but he needed to do something.

Getting out of his bed, John went downstairs and out of the compound. He crossed the fields, his pace slow. He was trying to plan what he wanted to say, what he was going to do.

When he got to the mansion, he still had no words. He sniffed the air to make sure that Luke was inside.

The scent of his mate reached his nostrils and he tried to suppress, in vain, the electricity that ran down his spine.

Opening the door silently, John crossed the kitchen. He followed Luke's scent up the stairs and to a closed door. He didn't knocked, he just burst inside the dark space.

He saw the male laying on his bed, his face obscured by the shadows of the night. John knew that he was awake, because his mate inhaled loudly enough to be heard.

"What are you doing here? You aren't suppose to entered this house without permission." Luke remarked, not moving from his position.

"Fuck the rules!! We need to talk!!" John said, irritated.

"What do you want John? What do you want to talk?" Luke seemed super calm, but his heart was beating fast, betraying his demeanor.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Would it have made a difference?"

"No, but I think I deserved to know..." John was somehow feeling intimidated, probably because of the calm that Luke was transpiring.

"John I doubted that this is relevant now. Go back to the compound and fuck whoever you want. I promise to not get in your way." Luke cut him off, his tone cold and distant as if he was just blowing a impertinent fly out of his way.

John let out a sigh of desperation. He hadn't plan the conversation to go like that. Well... He hadn't plan their talk at all. Stupid beast impulses.

He felt like a fool to come to Luke's room and try to make the man talk.
He wasn't even sure of what he wanted to hear. An apology? Somehow he felt as if he was the one that should be apologizing to Luke and not the other way around.