Page 148 of Rogue Alpha Prince
“Do I need to?” he grumbles, still sleepy, “You won’t do it again.”
I can’t help but smirk. He’s probably right.
I slide my fingers down his ridiculously chiseled abdomen with a sudden need to make him feel good, but he catches my wrist just before I can reach the best part of him.
“Hey,” I protest.
“You didn’t have enough after three times yesterday?”
“It wasn’t…”
The marking, the doors, and when he came back to bed. Okay. It was.
He chuckles at my silent realization.
“They were short.”
“I like your enthusiasm, believe me, I do,” he puts my hand on his hard dick after all, but only for a second before putting it back on his chest, “but I need to work today.”
I forgot it’s not the weekend, and he’s supposed to go for a run or do some push-ups before office work—I should get my breakfast soon. But all that snuggling… It feels intimate.
So, I finally admit why he could feel my sadness the evening before.
He sighs deeply, “She was this beautiful, smart, and feisty girl, and I kept promising her I’d find a way to save her, but I failed.”
Cain seems calm now. But I keep thinking about him crying for her without shame, in front of everyone, and it makes me understand his bond with the pack on a whole other level. They all saw their Alpha in the most vulnerable state, while he was establishing his highest position. It let them fear him but love him too.
“Did you already know that to save your siblings your father would have to die?” I ask so quietly, only his werewolf abilities let him hear me. “Claudia told me about the blood laws. That they have to be written with the blood of the previous kings.”
I could probably exploit the opportunity, but there is nothing calculating in my questions. I just want to understand and help him deal with the pain, or whatever he needs. And maybe he can feel my intentions, because after a longer silence, he finally answers.
“Kind of. Not at first. I learned the whole truth when there were only two of us still standing,” he is as quiet as me. “And with the blood law… I can only become the King if I am the last one standing, anyway, so there never was any way to save her.”
I don’t quite understand all their laws and rules—and why he has to be the last one standing—but I know it’s not the time to ask any questions. “I’m so sorry,” I hug him tightly, inhaling his unique lemony scent. He kisses my head.
A few hours later, I’m done with prepping for lunch early, so I decide to go to the library just to keep up pretenses. I don’t have much time before lunch with Cain, but also, I don’t needto be there at all, so why not give it a go? It would be too suspicious if I stopped going there after visiting it every day, on every occasion I had.
I’m planning for the rest of the day, preparing mentally to visit mini wolves in the afternoon, despite the fact I’m not the biggest fan of kids. But I’m the Luna, and I need to at least look into their early education practices. I’m so occupied with my thoughts, that my muscle memory leads my legs past the few blushing teenage girls, straight into the ‘restricted’ section.
What I’m not prepared at all to see there is Cain sitting on a little cherry-wood table, where I left the book of rituals before our date yesterday.
I try to swallow the lump in my throat—it is still there and I start having problems breathing properly.
He leafs the book. And by the chilling smile that appears on his face, I know he can hear my heart beating faster and faster with every step I somehow manage to take toward him.
“Why did you call me here, Alpha?” Atlas's voice is coming from behind me, making me stop. He stands next to me, looks at the book in Cain's hands, and then eyes me suspiciously, “You look guilty, Luna.”
“Because she is,” Cain answers with a calm voice, that can do anything but calm me down.
He lifts his fine ass from the table and puts the book on it; opened on the pages about rejecting your true mate.
Shit, you are in trouble. My useless wolf part of the brain is going into panic mode. Very helpful, very.
I realize I haven’t uttered even one word yet, just adding fuel to the already suspicious situation, but I can’t… I…
“Do you want to tell us why you were looking for this?” Cain points out the exact words I wanted to say to him the day before, to save my life from drowning in more lies.
And here I am,drowning in more lies.
