Chapter 3

Ace's POV

"Alpha, I strongly suggest that you stay here until the break of dawn. The full moon will be up tonight, and it's not good for you to stay outside as the other wolves might-"

"And what? Stay here until Ulva comes?" I smirked at Lucas.

He once again was shut out of my words.

I fixed my casual clothing before wearing my trench coat. I stare at myself in the mirror and glance at the dusk outside the castle.

"But Alpha Ace-"

"Shut up!" I burst and growled at Lucas. He immediately bowed his head as a sign of surrender.

Lucas is older than me. He's the son of my father's apprentice. No wonder he knew the rights and the wrongs more than me. I'm hard-headed and I always like to do it in my own ways.

"I know what you're doing." I spoke with no emotion. He's silent and not looking into my eyes as his head is bowed down.

I breathed harshly as I turned my back to him again. My jaw protruded in a harsh way as I heard the howling as the sky slowly turned dark and the sun was soon replaced by the brightest and fullest moon tonight.

"Choosing my mate was the only decision that's left in me. The free will that's been way too long robbed from me. So just stop it, Lucas."

I uttered and left the castle.

Ashina's POV

I paced back and forth inside my room. A strong kind of heat is forcing it to come out inside of me. I need to go to work or else I'll be late. But my mood is so different today. I've been so extra sensitive today, not to mention the stray cat that I hissed a while ago. Like as if the cat has done anything bad to me.

I'm already dressed, but I still feel fidgety. I palmed my face. Damn it. This is not good. Should I not go to work tonight? I feel sick but not sick at the same time! Is that even possible?

I feel restless even though I didn't do anything the whole day.I feel hyper and active, yet I feel exhausted. This is so damn confusing to me! Mom and dad are out. I don't know where they go, but the point is I have no one to ask what the hell is happening to me.

With my patience hitting the roof, I stood and grabbed my bag and went out into the house so I could go to work and distract myself.

The streets are well lit by the full bright moon. I can't help but to think about the beliefs and norms of the werewolves. But I am a human, so I don't give much attention to it.

I walked onto the pavement as I still wondered what sickness could I possibly have with these symptoms. Should I go to the hospital tomorrow? Ugh!

Arriving at the bar- My workplace. I thought all would be alright. .But now, things have got so much worse.

"Damn, he's here?"

The familiar smell captured my nose again. And for months that I have been appearing around him, I am so sure that that scent is from him. I started to get more fidgety.

I sighed hard as I brought the drinks to table 4. I almost stumbled when I saw him eyeing me from the other table. He has this hard expression, like I just did something bad to him and I need to pay for it.

My knees shook as I turned my back to them. Catching my breath, I came to the counter. The bartender approached me right away.

"This is for table eight." He handed me that drink.

But instead of serving those drinks, I jug one glass in one shot. I felt the burning scratch that flowed into my throat. I shut my eyes tight.

"Fuck!" I groaned.

"Hey! That's for the customer." The bartender hissed at me.

I don't know what's gotten into me. Instead of settling things, I even jug the other small cup on the tray and another episode of burning pain happened.

"What the!?"

"I-I'm… sorry, just-" I was in the middle of looking for the right words when a cold voice cut to the current situation.

"Charge it on me."

I felt like being splashed by a cold bucket of water when I heard the voice. I turned my head, expecting to see his face, and I'm really not mistaken. It's really him; Ace.

"U-uh, no. I-I can pay for it." I stuttered.

My knees are weakening, smelling his intoxicating scent. Damn, how could he be this handsome? He looks so untouchable and unapproachable.

He just glanced at me with his cold eyes, then sat at the high chair. I was nailed into my position. I totally forgot my purpose here, just because I saw his face. Or is it because of the one shot of tequila?

I was about to turn my back when I lost my balance. I stumbled a bit but felt an arm snake on me right away. My breath hitched. Seems like a wildfire has spread inside of me being this close to him.

I stared at his eyes. He lifted me up and all I know is that I'm sitting in the high chair just beside him.

"I-I need to work." I said, still amused.

His brows furrowed timidly.

"You're tipsy with a single shot. I doubt you can work." he simply said.

He signaled to the bartender, something which I didn't understand. He reached for a shot and drank it without a pause. I watched his every single move. He's so manly and daring just by those simple moves.

He slid another cup onto the hardwood countertop and leaned into me. I almost stopped breathing. His face is so close. My heartbeat thumped so loudly that even with the loud music I could sense that he's gonna hear it.

"Who are you?" he said.

"H-huh?"

"Who are you? And what do you need?"

I swallowed the building pressure in my throat. An evil smile is showing on his face as he scans my face. Like he's reading the emotion that I'm hiding.

And so, without being sane, I pressed my lips to his quickly. It's so quick that I longed for it just after I did it. I gulped. He looked surprised and mad, but he didn't say any words.

Something is itching inside my skin. Like a strong aura burning wholly. I'm not yet content. The desire to feel his lips again played inside my mind for that short period of time.

I celebrated when he granted my wish. He brushed his lips into mine without any words. I lost control when he pinned his body into mine. His tongue played so well inside my mouth like he's looking for the right alley into my mouth.

I moan slightly, feeling the roughness of his palm caressing my face, guiding it with his own rhythm. The loud music muted inside my head and soon our moaning and grunting was all I could hear.

My body was throbbing while we slowly removed each other's clothes. I don't even know how the hell we traveled from the bar into this dark room I'm not aware of. He pinned me into the bed, giving me all his might to give me pleasure.

All I can picture that night is me gasping for breath begging for his kisses, and granting my wishes that one night.

Ace's POV

"Holy!"

I growled,seeing the sleeping lady beside me. I woke up with a light feeling only for me to see her. Ashina?

She opened her eyes, maybe because of my harsh movements beside her. I stood up immediately and wore every piece of mine that I could see. I glanced at the window and light was peeking through the curtains.

She looked stunned, seeing me. Her cheeks are pinkish and her hair is messy. I felt the growing rage inside of me. This couldn't be real, right? Am I drunk? Is this a dream?

"Damn!" I cursed. I clicked my neck and walked back and forth, looking for my shirt.

"W-what-"

"You did this on purpose!" I accused her.

"What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about! Don't play dumb!" I cursed and finally saw my shirt.

"Ace I-I…" she couldn't find her words.

"You are so desperate! You are nothing but a useless human!" I shouted.

Tears formed into her eyes as she sat into the bed with the blanket covering her body. Something in me ached looking at her, but I chose not to dwell on it. All I can think of is the scene from last night. I just mated with her! A useless human born without any wolf!

"Stop with your ambitions! You will never be Luna!" I yelled at her leaving her so miserable.

Frustration and conscience didn't leave me. So without any explanations,I left the country hoping for that memory to be erased.