The Pack Slut

twenty

It had been 2 full days since I'd actually seen Kal. I, of course didn't mind, but my wolf did. I could feel myself grow anxious and unnerved as the days passed by.

So far, I had passed time by reciting multiplication tables, reading books from the end to the beginning, and you know, the occasional planning to escape late at night.

It wasn't so much that I really wanted to escape at this moment, but I was bored, and sneaking around was always fun for me.

Escaping this place was not going to be easy. I had never even seen territory outside of what I've driven past. There was no way I was going to escape without help. See that's where I'd find an impressionable young wolf of this pack to help me. These were just ideas though, none of these plans were actually certain.

I wish I wanted to leave more. Something here was holding me back, making me want to stay and continue here.

Kal.

Kal with the beautiful green eyes.

Kal with the mesmerizing body.

Kal who seemed so familiar, though we'd never met before.

Why can't I just reject you, Kal? Why is every fiber of my being rejecting the idea of being without you even when all you cause me is pain?

I groaned. And he had been acting so...nice to me. He complimented me. He fucking complimented me. Maybe he'd finally lost his mind...

It was currently 11pm in the night and of course, I couldn't sleep.

I looked out my window from my laying position in bed as the stars twinkled in the sky. Trying to count them was no help in attempting to sleep, and neither was reciting the multiplication table.

But then I heard a knock. I ignored it at first thinking that my subconscious was playing tricks on me but I couldn't deny it when I heard it again.

"Hello?" I answered skeptically. It was quite late for someone to be looking for me at this time. I was sure there were still people awake on the bottom floors hang out room but none of those people would come knocking, I thought.

"Eve," his low voice said, immediately forcing my heart beat to pick up. He sounded different.

"Kal," I said emotionless, not even bothering to feign any fake enthusiasm.

"Don't let me in," he murmured against the door.

"What are you on about?" I said struggling to get up with my hurting ankle to linger by the door.

"Just don't do it."

"Are you okay?" I asked slightly concerned. Using my wolf smelling, I could smell the alcohol from through the door. Was he intoxicated?

"I'm not..." he trailed. "I need...-"

I opened the door, giving in to my ever-so-prominent curiosity. In a moment the door was closed behind him and I was pushed onto the wall next to it forcefully. "You," he said, "I need you..."

The smell of alcohol was so strong, I could only breathe from my mouth. His eyes were dark, lustful and unlike anything I'd seen before.

"Kal..." I trailed not knowing what to do. He had me pinned to the wall inside my own bedroom. He was so close I could feel his breathing...and his thigh pressed in between both of mine. One hand gripped onto my hip as the other rested near my neck.

"You make it so damn hard," he growled lowly into my neck, "to stay away from you."

His lips started at my collarbone, kissing and licking until I could feel myself shiver. "With your little tank tops, and shorts, acting like the whole wolf population doesn't want to do what I want to do to you right now."

"Kal...." I trailed again, struggling to come up with anything else. I couldn't believe this was happening. My mind was on what he was doing with his tongue, and I couldn't focus on anything else.

"You're so damn sexy too," he growled, "and I just let you hang out with Jax all day knowing damn well that if I was him, I would've taken you by now."

His lips were at my neck now, no doubt leaving hickeys for all to see tomorrow. Would he even remembered this?

"I want you so bad," he whispered. "More than I've wanted anything else before."

"You should probably s-stop," I said, doubting my ability to suppress a moan.

"To feel you moan my name loudly, and crave-"

"Kal, stop," I said softly. "You're drunk." I tried my best not to look at him and instead focus my gaze on a chip in the wall across from us. "I know you don't mean any of this..."

"You don't know how much I crave you," he said, continuing to ignore me. "And you're so...unaffected. Like the bond doesn't affect you at all, like you don't die inside every night you sleep alone."

"Kal, you're making no sense." I shook my head. "All I've wanted was to be with you."

He then peeled himself off of me slowly, and I felt the cold hit me as soon as he did. I wished he was back on me as soon as he wasn't. He turned towards the door. "And all I've wanted was to find a good enough reason to hate you."

But before I could even question what he meant, he was out of the door faster than I could blink. The only thing that could prove him ever being here was my rapidly beating heart and the love bites left all over my neck.

That, and the feeling of desire between my thighs.

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