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CHAPTER 5: My Mate?

Levi's POV

Ha...ha...ha...

I can't take this anymore. It's too much.

Way too much that even I can't handle.

Today, I had to attend an interview organised by the Hockey Daily. It was a big day for me. But the bummer had hit me like a truck when I suddenly woke up feeling excruciating pain in my lower abdomen. I'd almost faint with breathlessness if it wasn't for my instinct to take my top off, walk to the open space of my hall and lay there on the couch.

The sun was setting, and I haven't moved from my place for hours. Trying to control my breathing, the ache in my body, everything.

Everytime I remember about it, about her, it gets worse.

'Then why don't you find her and ask her to relieve our pain, Levi!?'

The voice inside my head argued for the umpteenth time. You see, I am a werewolf, born in the Silverpine pack, deep in the woods. My wolf's name is Lincoln. He's a very adamant wolf,

'Adamant, my ass! Levi, you're hurting me too. Just find her and we will have a good time with her! She's all that we need!'

'There's no chance I'd sleep with her again. I would do any other woman in my mating season, but not her.' Lincoln growled at me in my head. I simply closed my eyes and tried so hard not to think about...her. Lincoln, on the other hand, wasn't helping much. That's because he's forcing her memories back into my head to get some sort of relief!

'Lydia...is our mate. She is born for us. We are born for her sake. To protect her and provide for her. Why are you rejecting the Moon Goddess's arrangement so desperately? I don't understand you, Levi. Even though we've been one body and mind since forever.' Lincoln lectured me as I rolled my eyes behind my eyelids.

'You don't have to tell me what to do, Lincoln. I've already told you. I want to find love, experience love in my own way. The Moon Goddess knows nothing about me. I know everything about us, and I know we will...find someone who can love us indefinitely.'

'Lydia will love us indefinitely too!' Lincoln argued,

'No. Not when she doesn't even choose me as a worthy captain of her liking. She chooses to admire my rival, instead. And she's upfront about it. There's no way I'd fall in love with a woman who claims to admire my rival more than me.'

Lincoln fell quiet after what I've said. Even after that, he wouldn't stop yearning for Lydia at all! He's been moaning in pain with me, in my head however. His sounds were making me feel guilty, but at the same time, I shall stick to my words.

I don't have to oblige to the pairings made my the Moon Goddess. That kind of obligation only works on werewolves with no other choice. In a secluded area where you know each and everyone like they are your own siblings and family, its hard to find someone out of the circle. But I'm free here. I can do whatever I want. The need to find love is as strong as a desire for me.

I wouldn't let Lincoln snatch this opportunity from my hands. I know what I want, and I'd definitely work towards it, despite the odds.

'Levi, don't get mad.

But what you're thinking is very wrong. Lydia is made for us, and I have my rights to execute, too. You're not the only one using this body.'

That was it. That was my last straw.

'Lincoln, I—' right before I was about to blast out on Lincoln wordlessly, there was that signature knock on the door.

My eyes widened significantly,

My pupils were dark before talking to Lincoln, however, the parts of my eyes glow a menacing red whilst I'm involved in a conversation with my wolf. It's something that we have become accustomed to.

Out of the blue, the air shifts in scent as I am forced to take a deep breath in. I looked over at the door, the knocking wouldn't fucking stop. What's her problem?

Well, I could tell it was HER.

The small gap between the door and the floor allowed a whiff of her scent to pass down into the hall. My heightened sensory intake at that time couldn't help but follow my instinct.

Now that I'm in my mating season...it's especially hard to ignore the sweetness of her scent.

Suddenly, the glimpses of that night with her flashed in front of my eyes. How her sweet scent was spread all over the room. How her body bounced with each of my thrusts. How her neck has been marked like there were a couple of vampires feeding on her body.

Especially her perky chest. Both of the mounds, the bosoms which had my attention all the time. So soft, so tender...

Wait. Wait!

What the hell is up with me!?

'Lincoln...stop that shit.' I warned Lincoln, my frustration rising with the loud rapping on the door and with Lincoln fueling my imagination.

'Trust me when I say this, but it wasn't me. It's you. You're remembering it by yourself.'

I knew Lincoln wouldn't lie to me.

...I was imagining Lydia below me while I'm in rut? Out of all other women...her?

Why am I attracted to her even though I've made up my mind to never seek a mate bond from her?

This is extremely frustrating.

Growling under my breath, I decided to open the door. I'd growl in her face, if she comes up with any of her stupid statements again. She's such a bad neighbor and human. She ticks me off, hitting the nail each time!

Her favorite is Jose, right?

So be it!

I'd never accept her anyway.

As I forced my body up from the couch, I dreaded walking on the cold floor barefooted. I closed my eyes, regretting heavily.

Just as I was about to twist the doorknob open...

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