Lustful Temptations (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Ten ~ Baithazar

Lustful Temptations (Chapter Ten):

            When my wolf let me back out I knew…I just knew that he was gone. First of all, his eye color changed from calm and loving to a predatory look, the leopard.

            “Hi.” I said nervously.

            “Hi! That’s all you have to say! After you refused to love him and forced him to think that you didn’t want him, that’s all you have to say! He locked me away to make sure I couldn’t interfere with him committing suicide! And all you have to say to me is hello! How dare you ignore your mate?”

            His voice had changed from a subtle low tone to a semi-high pitch, signifying that his leopard was out and enraged. I did not want to die just yet,

            My wolf passed from me to communicate to Gaelan’s leopard. It was silent to me, but I could tell that they were having a tough discussion, considering that Gaelan’s leopard is ignoring me completely. She was awkwardly staring into my eyes as she communicated with my wolf.

            “Fine!” she growled. She looked intently into my eyes, seeing into my soul. If looks could kill, I would have been dead a long, long time ago. “I will not kill you now, but you will be doing things to coax your mate out. You must call him from his place of sanctuary within this body. He is hiding and only you have the ability to call him out. He has locked himself away from me, you and your wolf. He is hurt and doesn’t want to come out because he fears all of us. He fears I will be too angry with him to forgive, he fears that your wolf will not love him as he has in the past, and he fears that you will never accept him.” His leopard sounded pained as she spoke the last reason to me.

            “I-I…” The truth was that I didn’t know what to do or how I feel. I’m straight! How can my mate be gay? How is everything that I thought I was be false? Is everything that I felt real? Am I really gay? Why is my mate gay? “I need time!” I said and stood.

            I felt the moon above as I took off into the woods that surrounded the camp of the leopards. The exotic smells of nature only added to my need to change into my primal state and be free from this…form. I longed to be in my wolf form. I longed to escape from all my problems and thoughts, and I knew how to do it.

            I shifted into my wolf form and soon felt myself on four legs. My sense of smell heightened. My eye sight became sharp and clear. My hearing was so strong that I could hear the animals and insects that were all around this small area of wilderness.

            Even as I changed forms to escape my problems, they followed me anyways. My wolf soon invaded my mind and personal thoughts. ‘You have to go and help him. You have to claim him soon. He will be gone if you do not claim him. Go back and love him. He loves you so much.’

            I ran and ran and tried to ignore his voice, but he kept nagging and nagging about going back to that…that stupid pathetic leopard, saying “he’s mate. Claim him before it is too late.” I don’t want to claim him. He’s not who I want. He was right before. I do want a woman who can give me children. I want a woman who can give me pleasure. I want a woman. Not a male who had a desperate need for constant affection and reassurance.

            I do not want to be that male who has a needy mate. I don’t want to have a dumb needy leopard always around me, wanting more and more attention I can’t give him.

            Thoughts of how his spirit was the only thing to keep me company in the dark loneliness flowed into my mind as my wolf was manipulated my thoughts. He forced me to think about the events that had caused me to meet the little leopard. The way I felt peaceful as he was near me, in spirit or in life I still felt calm in his presence. I thought about how he cared for my mental well-being as I was locked-up in the stupid cellar. He was so caring and kind. He felt like he would always reach out and caress me, to calm my burning anger as another wolf would come into the room.

            I kept thinking about different times when his spirit would come to me. Even though I couldn’t see him I just knew that he was there. When he would leave I would feel so…so angry that I would flail against my binds until I passed out from either exhaustion or physical injury.

            My paws carried me to a long distance. I didn’t know where I was going. All I knew was that I was moving, fast.