Training
Books from old and now were neatly placed on bookshelves and racks.
"Hazel, it's been a while since you came here," the middle aged librarian who was a man said and ushered her inside.
"Dad asked me to improve my efforts in training," Hazel said. The last time she did a small spa with her father, he wasn't satisfied very well and said her stance is slower than a snail.
"Theo the ever strict man." The librarian said and went back to his work.
She read many books on how to tame her sexual desire and made a list of some drugs one could use in similar situations.
Hazel has just finished reading an ancient novel she hasn't completed before and went to place it on its own bookshelf which was at the very back of other shelves because it was an ancient one. The bookshelves were arranged according to the time they were made, the oldest one would be at the back and that's where Hazel was heading.
After placing the book in it's original place, her eyes caught a light blue cover with spiral designs on the edges. Hazel took the book that has no title and opened it, her eyes almost fell off at what she saw. Naked drawings of people, infact..."What are you reading?" The sudden voice made Hazel jumpy as her back hit a hard body.
Turning on her heels to see Ives staring at her with his burning gaze. Their eyes locked with each others before Hazel shifted her head with warm shades of red creeping all over her face.
"I...just looking around," she replied with shaky breath and beating heart that she could hear inside her ears.
Ives tilt his head and bent to pick up the book that dropped from her hand at the sudden shock. A smile of mischief played in his obsidian golden hue eyes as he opened the book to see for himself.
Hazel didn't know what to do and let him check the content himself but to her surprise he wasn't taken aback by what he saw and kept flipping the book. He then raise his head to look at her, "sex styles right. I didn't know you love reading books like this, we could try it." Ives teased her and was being shameless with his words.
"I wasn't reading it!" Hazel defended herself and pushed away from her way but he pinned her hard against the shelf.
"Why did you train with that human, you're avoiding to train with us because of me right?" He asked, trailing his finger on her neck down to her waist before his hand slid into her loose top as she wasn't putting on anything inside because of the weather today.
Hazel's breath turned uneven as Ives both hands squeezed her soft bare breasts with a smile on his face. She moaned softly and swallowed an invisible lump on her throat.
She didn't have the strength to say a word as if her power has been drained by his touch.
Ives massage her breasts and squeezed them again making her moan a bit louder than the last one and her she felt her pant turning warm and wet each passing seconds. Leaning closer, he kissed her hungrily, Hazel responded as they engulf themselves in a searing kiss.
When Clare and Ryan couldn't wait anymore after Ives disappeared behind the bookshelves, they starts looking for the twos. Werewolves has sharp hearing ability and immediately Ives heard his brothers were coming he stopped the kiss and removed his hand from her breasts to cup her face, "we could try what's in the book some other day."
The two brothers entered and saw a breathless and terrified Hazel not knowing she purposely acted terrified. "Ives it's okay, you're scaring her." Clare said and pulled Ives away from Hazel.
Just at that moment, the werewolves smelled Hazel's arousal, being mortified, she ran out of the bookshelves and away from the library. There's no much talk or intention but Ives was making her go crazy.
Ives grinned to the bookshelf before turning to leave. Clare and Ryan knew something happened that made Hazel terrified but they couldn't pinpoint where and their proud brother won't leak a word to them.
Hazel went to a pharmacy and bought some of the listed drugs she wrote to tame her libido and came back to the mansion. That night Clare sneaked into her room and noticed the medicines on the table she bought. A smiled came to rest on his lips a little before tucking her into the duvet.
The sudden movement made Hazel open her eyes to see was taken aback to find Clare busting like a rat in her room. "Clare? What are you doing here?"
"Nothing. I wanted to see you privately." He replied and scratch the back of his neck impulsively.
"Why the medicines?" He asked but Hazel didn't reply out of embarrassment and Clare didn't push her too much with the question.
"I miss you Hazel, your company during training and dining. It seems you don't trust us anymore," Clare said.
Hazel couldn't deny it was the truth, after yesterday the urge to stay away from them became uneasy so she did the right thing but Ives was a thick bone in her throat.
"You should at least dine and train with us, it would be better than none at all," Clare tried to convince Hazel who nodded her head sluggishly. "Can I stay with you this night like old times, I promise I won't behave like Ives."
"Okay," Hazel nodded her head. She also missed the time they slept together, when they were children and not like now emotions and feelings has taken over.
That night, Hazel felt at peace since when they became teens and to adults. It was as if Clare was sent to her, her chest felt light and not heavy as before. It seems the best way to become relived from depression was to have an understanding friend like Clare.