Lustful Temptations (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Thirteen (Gaelan)

Chapter Thirteen (Gaelan)

Waking up from being a spirit was like having the biggest hangover on the planet. I felt the nausea hit me harder than any pain I had ever felt before. This was ridiculous, being the leader of a were-leopard pard, and I couldn't do anything except pine after the werewolf laying next to me in bed.

Even just looking at the back of his head was enough to get my heart racing and eager to reach out for him. I held myself back. I knew he wanted to try, really try, but I couldn't trust that. I couldn't trust that he was here for me as more than trying to keep me from dying.

I sighed and stood. The need to purge the contents of my stomach, however minimal, was overwhelming, and I made my way to the toilet.

That first wave after crouching down was like I'd downed a whole barrel of beer. I closed my eyes, unable to stand the sight of my own weakness. This moment, I knew I would remember for the rest of my life. This was a moment I would be ashamed of. In a time I was supposed to be showing the strength of my will, recovering from my heartache, I was here with my head over a toilet and purging myself of the emotions I'd felt and didn't care to reveal to anyone ever again.

After feeling Baithazar in my soul and the sincerity he held for me to reconnect with him, I felt a touch better. Occupying that space, and him coming after me, I knew that I should have felt relief and romance, but what answered me was a predatory sense of caution. I felt hyper away of my surrounding and his presence as he stood in the doorway.

"Do...Do you need help?" His voice was calm but tentative. He didn't want to alarm me. I could feel his senses reaching out to mine, trying to see if he could help. I shut him out.
"No." Another wave of nausea hit me, and I was once again bent over the toilet.

How long was thing going to last?

***

Finished puking, I went to my office. I was aware that Baithazar was on the premeses, but I didn't seek him out, no matter how much I wanted to. I could feel my body being gravitated towards him and wanting to recreate our union session. My shoulder ached for his bite, to complete our joining. I wanted it more than anything, but I had to redirect my attention. I didn't want to leave myself vulnerable for him to torture anymore.

Kendra looked shocked to see me as she entered the small room. Her eyebrows raised. "How are you sir? I saw your mate in the kitchen and felt your souls colliding last night."

"Fine." I spat out.

"Really? Because you seem...on edge. Not yourself. The Leader I knew was someone who was calm and calculated, not this ball of restless energy who is practically as green as the inside of a fresh avocado." I sighed and looked down. She wasn't the one I was angry or anxious about. I had to let my emotions go. No emotions, no weakness, no pain.

"Sorry, I...tiring process, this mating." She nodded and slapped a file onto my desk.

"Here is the paperwork you wanted." I nodded and waved for her to leave. The door shut quietly. I wouldn't have heard them if not for were-leopard senses.

I looked over the paperwork, which stated the new alpha of the werewolf pack I'd overtaken, their beta, and other financial obligations they would require as well as their contributions to this pard would be.

I signed after reviewing the legality of the papers and closed the file. One item done, five thousand more to go.

***

It was amazing what a person could get done with an ample amount of time to themselves with no distractions. I got a large amount of the paperwork completed before my stomach rumbled, very loudly, and I looked up at the clock. It was already noon and I hadn't eaten anything all day so far.

The doors of the office suddenly opened loudly and quickly. My leopard immediately went on alert until we smelled him. It was just Baithazar, and he had food. He look clumsy and would fall at any second if not for Kendra assisting him.

He placed the food in front of me and Kendra exited the room to resume her duties. I looked at the food like a starved animal, which I was. Chicken noodle soup, a glass of Moscato wine, and a simple salad with ranch. It was a small but decent meal.

"I know it's not much, but I was never taught how to cook." My eyes drifted up from the food and to the man who prepared it for me. His yellow eyes, mirroring his wolf, were so soft, so sincere, my hand reached up and caressed his hair. Running my finger through his hair was like being in a dream and lucid at the same time. It was relaxing and soothing. My body began to relax as he lowered himself to me, getting on his knees. I was sure that my green eyes were shining as bright as could be.

My hand cupped the back of his head and my cheek began to nuzzle his. This was my leopard's way of rewarding him for being considerate.

"This is a perfect meal. I was getting hungry, so thank you." I whispered into his ear.

"I know. I could feel it in my soul that your body needed to eat. I didn't have anything else to do, so I thought it would be a good gesture to make you something to eat." I nodded and let him go.

My attention turned to the food on my desk, slowly getting cold. I wanted to eat it before it had the chance.

"Go out with me." I looked back at Baithazar, my head cocked to the side.

"What?"

"Go on a date with me. Please." He was...asking me on a date? Why? Just yesterday he proclaimed his distaste of me, and now he wanted to court me? I didn't understand this.

"I-I don't know yet. Give me time." He nodded, his head hung down. He limply stood and walked away. Looking at his retreating form, I wanted to chase him down and say yes, but pride and pain held me back. I wanted to know if I was ready with this next step so soon after just being so mentally irrational. The rejection from the previous day was still stinging through me. I wasn't ready.