Part Three- Chapter 7

“I wondered if my smile was as big as hers. Maybe as big. But not as beautiful.”

― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

DARYA P.O.V

Oh My God!

My eyes widened in surprise as I felt his mouth against mine. The kiss was nothing like slow and sweet. Instead, it was all hard and hot.

Quillon’s fingers that were pressed against my nape, delved into my hair as he pried my lips apart with his mouth, forcing me to respond. When his tongue collided against mine, my lips moved and I started responding to the kiss. I closed my eyes and gave a low throaty moan, while Quillon placed an arm on my waist. My knees weakened and I held his shirt with both my fists. My brain shut down on its own accord as I surrendered myself to that kiss.

Hot flames spread all over my body, because it was the first time I made any physical contact with him too. My belly quivered as Quillon deepened the kiss. Holding his shirt, I pulled him closer.

My wolf purred as raw desire coursed through my body. I want him.

Just when I was about to dig my fingers into his dark, curly hair, he pushed me back.

I stumbled, breathless wondering why he did that. As I looked at him in confusion, I found him smirking at me.

At first I was puzzled, but then I grasped exactly why he kissed me. He was proving a point.

Asshole!

My wolf came out of her stupor and started fuming.

Undaunted, Quillon took a step forward and gently traced his thumb on my lower lip. “The look on your brother’s face when he notices your swollen lips, will give me a special kick” he imparted amusedly.

My reaction was instant.

Drawing back my hand, I slapped Quillon’s face so hard, that I was compelled to take a step back, just by the sheer force I exerted.

“Watching your father’s face when he notices your swollen cheek, will give me aspecial kick” I snapped in anger as my wolf growled in satisfaction.

He deserved it, she spat in fury, ignoring the sting in my hand.

Quillon, whose face had fallen sideward after the slap, raised his head and glared at me. His dark eyes turned the shade of night as his whole body shook in anger. For a second, I was afraid he is going to shift in front of humans but then, holding my arms; he hauled me closer and glared down at me.

I bet no one had ever hit him and that is why he was this cross.

Even though I was intimidated with his glare, I didn’t let it show. I stood my ground and so did my wolf, who thankfully refused to cower. She was furious with him.

Kissing me to prove a point? Bloody wanker!

I matched his glare with my own. If I wanted I could have buried him six feet under the ground, right now, but my wolf wasn’t ready to take extreme measures, yet.

He was fuming and I could feel his hot breath fanning my face. We were close. Our position was intimate because our chests were pressed against each other. While I was breathing heavily, I could sense the vibration in his chest, caused by his growls. That caused a shiver to run down the length of my body.

Quillon dropped his arms all of a sudden and let me go. He ran a hand through his hair while I composed myself. I looked at Quillon, who thankfully, had calmed down because his eyes were back to their dark brown color.

“Darya” I heard someone calling from behind. Trembling, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, while Quillon faced the intruder, who saved me from his ominous gaze.

Harshly rubbing my lips with the back of my hand, I looked at the person who had called me.

Vernon.

Unlike me, my wolf had no sort of attraction towards Vernon but she never made any snide remarks when I used to gush about him. Vernon was quite good looking with his auburn hair and icy blue eyes but he was no match to Quillon, in any field. I mean, it was not just about comparing, I actually didn’t feel any sort of attraction towards him, like I once used to.

Quillon was in a totally different league and I am pretty sure he is used to girls swooning over him.

Well, not this girl, I mused defiantly.

When I stepped forward, I saw Vernon who was glaring at Quillon. “Vernon, hi” I beamed standing between them. “What are you doing here?” I questioned breathlessly while also pushing Quillon back with my shoulders. My heart was pounding badly because I didn’t want them fighting against each other.

“I heard he is here. Is he troubling you?” Vernon asked me and I gulped.

“Troubling me?” I repeated unsurely.

“We were talking until you chose to disturb us mutt” Quillon snapped placing a hand on my shoulder and pulling me closer, which caused me to stiffen. As I felt those familiar hot flames running down the length of my body, I shivered deliriously.

Vernon growled and narrowed his eyes. His gaze then dropped to Quillon’s hand, which was possessively resting on my shoulders.

“Darya?” Vernon questioned looking at me. He was waiting for me to refuse it so that he could attack Quillon. But my wolf wasn’t that mean when it came to Quillon. So, she didn’t want me to refuse.

“We were talking and now… he is about to leave” I said brightly and then shot a sharp look at Quillon, who just cocked his eyebrow.

“I am?” he asked amusedly and I glared at him. Then I realized why he is doing this. He deliberately wants me to get into trouble.

“Yes. You were” I Hissed through gritted teeth and then turned to face Vernon with another smile, “He is leaving.”

“Yes, I am” Quillon said and I sighed. Thank-God! “Only after she shows me her vegetable display” He added grinning widely. Asshole.

“Darya” Vernon called and I nodded.

“After that he is going to leave” or else I will personally kick him out.

“Duncan is already on his way” Vernon stated looking at Quillon.

“Is that supposed to scare me?” Quillon asked wryly and Vernon growled at him.

“Just five more minutes, okay?” I requested holding Quillon’s hand and dragging him away from Vernon. “How the fuck do you know about the vegetable display?” I asked through gritted teeth dropping his hands.

“Mike” he replied coolly following me. “So, there is no cute guy but there is Vernon?” Quillon demanded abruptly. Paling, I stopped on my tracks. How did he guess? It’s a secret which no other soul knows.

Nervously licking my bottom lip, I turned to face him. It’s not like I could avoid answering that to him. However, I decided to change my mind, the moment I saw his dark eyes and furious stance.

“Didn’t you ever have an unrequited crush on anyone?” I asked and Quillon growled. “Well, that’s what this was. He still thinks I am a child” I said with a shrug and turned ahead.

“I figured that much” Quillon muttered. “But what about you?” he questioned with a growl.

“Me? What about me?” I countered walking towards the warehouse.

“Don’t play games with me Darya” he snarled heatedly.

Huffing, I turned to face Quillon only to see that he was still glaring at me, “I got over it a long time ago.” I said honestly looking him in the eye. “There was no future in it and besides, he is not my mate” I murmured and soon my cheeks colored. Shit! That last part was unnecessary.

Quillon might have realized I was talking the truth because his wolf which was at the forefront until now, gave control back to him. “Good” he muttered and I frowned.

“Good what?” I demanded crossing my arms across my chest. “Good that he is not my mate or good that I got over it?” I practically growled.

“Good that you got over it” he said through gritted teeth.

“Huh, you speak as though you are a king of celibacy” I sneered and that thought made my wolf livid. She didn’t just want to hurt those girls. She also wanted to hurt Quillon because we all know; it takes two hands to clap. “Whatever your past is, keep it to yourself. If you bring that up then I will kill them all but first, I will kill you.”

Ignoring his amused expression, I turned and walked towards the warehouse. That is when I spotted, my darling nephew, playing ball on the mud.

“Lorcan” I screamed in horror and rushed towards him. Except for his face, he was covered in mud. As he saw me, Lorcan grinned, stood up and started running away. Using my werewolf speed, I rushed and quickly caught him.

“Your mama is going to kill me” I said catching his hand and dragging him towards the taps.

“But I want to play” Lorcan whined but I ignored him. “Daroo, who is this man?” Lorcan questioned looking at Quillon with curious eyes.

“Daroo?” Quillon repeated with a smirk.

“He couldn’t say my name when he was a toddler” I said defensively. “He is a… friend” I said to Lorcan. Friends?

“I don’t like him. He is a bad man. He was shouting at papa yesterday” Lorcan said crossly and Quillon frowned at my nephew.

“Yes. I know” I soothed Lorcan. “He came here to say sorry to your papa” I added and Quillon directed his frown to me.

“I am not going to apologize to anyone” Quillon bellowed.

“For God’s sake, behave” I hissed harshly. “He is a child. Now hold him” I said to Quillon, who for once, did as told but Lorcan snatched his hand free from him and held mine.

“Can you magically sprinkle the water?” Lorcan asked and I paled. Nervously, I looked at Quillon who was still frowning at Lorcan. Oh, Thank-God! He didn’t find anything unusual in that question.

“Baby, we have to clean you before your mama comes” I said removing his shoes. “I will do magic later at home, okay?” I whispered pulling his shirt off and Lorcan nodded happily. I looked at Quillon who seemed uninterested and instead was staring at the Baobab tree.

I was really glad he didn’t doubt whatever Lorcan said. I didn’t want to tell him about my gifts because of many reasons.