Ludovic's POV
Amber and a handful of men circled around us to salvage what was left of the sudden change of merriment. A mild quizzical look drooled over their faces as they mumbled indistinctly amongst themselves. The rest of them remained seated, poking and turning their necks to catch a glimpse of the situation.Her body was arched backward like a ball room dancer, with her hair falling straight behind her head. This was the perfect moment were the gentleman plants a gentle kiss on the lip of his lady, but she was in no state to return the kiss- a stolen kiss.God! She smells like breakfast, ready to be devoured without napkins.I bent on one knee to gather her petite body in my arms properly. I lifted her into my arms and stared into her face, examining her thin arched brows. Her hair covered a fraction of her face rested against my chest. The centrifugal urge to tuck her red hair behind her ears to behold the beauty they wield was too powerful to tame, but I had to tame them anyway.What a shame!"Call the doctor." I called out to Amber, raising my eyes to her."The line is broken. It's been damaged for a month now." She replied, parting Iris's lids to check for a sign of life. When nothing out of the ordinary happened, she placed a hand on her forehead and shrugged. "She'll be fine.""You can't be sure. We still needs a doctor." I prompted."I'm as sure as the truth. She had too much to drink for a first timer, that's why." Amber smiled. " A good rest will get her back on her feet.""Wow!" I breathed, bringing my eyes down to the sleeping first timer still wrapped in my arms."Take her upstairs." Amber breathed, dipping a key into my left pant pocket. "Room 003. Second room on your left.""Thank you." My eyes were still glued to the beauty lying in my hands. I swore that she was next in line to my mother."Stop gawking at the lady in distress, Ludovic! She needs to rest." Amber slapped me at the back."Ouch!" I turned and made for the concrete stairs that led to a narrow corridor of rooms on both sides. I turned my focus from Iris' face to the stairs and picked my steps to the top."Second room to your right." I muttered to myself, recalling Amber's direction. I stood before the oaken door, and concentrated the 'sleeping beauty' on my shoulder to reach for the key in my pant pocket.I drew the key out and inserted it into the key hole. On the second right flick, the wooden door creaked open, revealing a blue-carpeted cozy room that had a middle-sized bed in the midst. A biege coloured blanket overlay it with a lamp post sitting regally on a mahogany cabinet. A bathroom was en suit the room on the right, with the door slightly left ajar.At the fairly large window cut out from the left wall of the room was a cotton curtain held taut by a curtain holder. The brÃghtness of the full moon peeped into the room from the window which caused a bulge in my veins. I felt Odin wagging it's tail and pacing about inside me. Its restive growl made my eyes glow crimson red, but I shut it off with a blink.It's a bad time to go primal in the woods, when the solution to all my problem was right there in my arms.Four years ago, Laura had told me I'd find the fixer at the Mourning Sun Motel. She said the fixer would be in distress, but what the witch didn't tell me was when the fixer would come by, nor a good description of how she looked like.From then on, I'd frequented the Motel, and became close to Amber. Too close to the middle aged woman that I was beginning to see a part of my bedridden mother in her.I pulled back the blanket and snugged her beneath it. I stole one last stare at her and pinned her hair behind her ears. The softness of her milky skin against mine sent cold shivers of uncultivated pleasure down my spine, exploding through every nerve in me.She was right here. What stopped me from stealing a quick kiss? Just a kiss. No one would know a thing as long as no one saw a thing.I bent slowly and closed my eyes to savour the impact of her plump lips against mine. I thought it was going to be a quick kiss, but the spark left me caged and rooted to the spot. I captured her lower lip between mine, drawing a long kiss from it before shifting to have a full course of her waiting upper lip.Fuck it! She tasted oriental.Since my mother fell ill, I had shut my body off from sensual pleasure. She was my prized possession. But Iris was different. Even without making any effort, she had my heart jitterbugging and my wolf panting.When it dawned on me that I was breaking all moral limits, I broke off and rose to clean myself in the bathroom."Don't leave me too." She muttered between closed eyes. Her right hand held my shirt as if she was using me as a shield against a looming threat. I felt her caged wolf howling unto my wolf, begging to be free. Odin rose on its hind feet, letting out a long excited howl.This could only mean one thing. Mate.Her lids parted halfway, with her grey eyes fastened on me. She held out her hands stretched to me, and repeated again. "Don't leave me too."Worried, I sat beside her at the edge of the bed and held her hand in mine. "I'm not going anywhere.""Stay.""I'm here, Iris.''"I like the sound of my name on your lips. Can you let me taste how it sounds too. I have a feeling it'll sound so fucking good."She rose up to face me. Her dress was pushed down a bit, revealing too much of her large breasts to me.I turned away, fighting the arousal. 'If she continues this way, I swear to the moon, I'm gonna make her pay.' I thought to myself."Are you all right?" She sounded half sleepy and half conscious. Her voice also had a tinge of slutty whisper to it, which made my eyes glow. I only feel this way when I was aroused.It's been a long way from home."Yes I am," I turned to look at her again. What I saw made my jaws drop to the ground with my wolf salivating impatiently. She undid her dress, revealing fair bare breast begging to be sucked, and a net thong covering her forbidden fruit."I think it's cold in here." She rose up to her feet on the bed to allow the dress fall unhindered below her straight legs. She crawled to where I sat and crouched over me, pressing her rock hard nipples against my heaving chest. "I think you're hot too," she whispered into my ear, licking the lobes noisily.My dick pulsed to life, ready to be exploited in ways it had forgotten. Electric currents sent carnal impulses from my chest to every excited nerve in my body. It was becoming truly hot all of a sudden.Damn!Ludovic's POV"Iris, you're dead drunk," I held her hands, and pushed her to the bed. If I knew what was best for her, letting her sleep is the best thing that would ever happen to her.She sat up on the bed and parted her legs sideways for my eyes to bleed from. With one hand, she pushed her breast upward to meet her tongue, licking the summit of her breasts like a fucking slut; while the second hand went beneath her thongs, stuffing herself full with two fingers.My arm muscles tensed in response, as I clenched my hands into fists. Seeing her working on herself like a fucking slut was all it took for my sleeping dragon to roar. It'd be impossible for me to hold back if I touched her, because I swear to God, I'd burn every ounce of passion in her to crisp."Am I?" She fell back on the bed and raised her legs, pulling the thongs from her waist up to her toes slowly. Odins and I salivated with primal ecstacy, not wanting her to stop teasing us. It looked so frigging good.She collected
Iris' POVI woke up with a start the following morning. The blazing sun eavesdropped into a room I had no faintest idea how I crashed into. I had had the most unusual dream. At first, I had thought I experienced the fantasy I saw. But it felt too vivid to discard them off my memories. Too true to be true. Too real to be real. For a moment, I had wished it was real.I had sex with Ludovic in the dream. His touch over me was everything I wanted in a man. The mundane pleasure I derived from his silky lips smothering mine to stupor was a scene I can trade anything in the world for. I raised a finger to touch my slightly parted lips that carved a smug smile at the remote corner of my lips. It was too soft and plump to belong to a man.Such an object of male seduction!The way he dominated me, the way he suckled on my breasts, the way he nestled his head between my wet thighs... Damn it! I wished I experienced all the pleasure first hand. The mere thought of it alone made my thighs cringe.
Iris' POVI ran out of the room with my heart beating drums of fear in my head. "He's an Alpha," I repeated. The words choked the breath out of my lungs. Ludovic appeared so human to be a werewolf, let alone an Alpha.What did they say about looks again? Deceptive."How in the name of the holy supernaturals did he make a friend out of Amber?" I reasoned. They were so cool together last night. Like a mother werewolf and her were-cub_"Oh my God. Amber is a_" I closed my eyes shut to discard the thought. "It can't be. The premises is out of bound to non-humans." From the warm reception Amber gave Ludovic yesterday, it was clear they'd come from way back. They must be werewolves assassins who have been contracted by Gustav to kidnap me and bring me back to him. Hell, if I returned with them.It is either my thesis about them was wrong, or I was fucking right; but there's only one way to find out. I saw a string mop slanted against the wall beside the stairs, and reached for it. I presse
Iris' POV"What in the fucking hell?" Let's say what he said was true about my wolf being caged, how is having sex with the nitwit the 'only' solution to unlocking my wolf?I snarled in anger and disgust, wringling the chains with the last drop of strength in me. I was weak. I hadn't had anything solid for a couple of days. I was hungry, and the antidote to my weakness was a good meal and a hot shower blasting over my naked body. Those were all I wanted, not having sex with someone I didn't want to look twice in the face."That's the only way, Wild Dog." He rolled his eyes in sheer mockery of my futile attempts to free myself from the metal chains."First of, let's agree now and forever that you stop calling me a dog. I'm no fucking dog, Gustav. And secondly, I'm never gonna have sex with you, not in seven lifetimes." I spat, fuming with brute anger.Yes, he was fucking gorgeous. But he had called me unprintable names, and had tried to force himself on me. If I hadn't kicked him betwee
Ludovic's POV"Motheeer!" I growled awake, my eyes glowing. It was a nightmare. A horrible one. in the terrifying nightmare, I found myself in a dark ward with a bright white light blazing down on a still figure on a hospital bed. The ward was deserted and silent, except for the rhythmic beeping of the heart rate monitor and my thumping heart. Afraid of what I may find, I picked my steps to see who it was. The repulsive sight that stared me back in the face rendered me weak and powerless. I feel helplessly to the tiled floor beside the bed weeping uncontrollably like a child. It was my mother.A part of her face was dripping with fat worms and maggots. The once beautiful long wavy hair on her head which I inherited had all turned white and tousled. Her limbs had thinned out to the point of revealing her skeletal frame. I could see her rib cage heaving slowly up and down beneath her hospital robe."My sweet baby boy." She turned to face me, but I was too ashamed to look her in the fac
Iris' POV"Where did you get that claw mark from?" Gustav was everything except calm. His nostrils flared wide and his ears puffed out angry fumes to intimidate me into telling him the whole truth. He reached for the serrated Muay Thai dagger, and stood inches away from my pounding heart.Damn it! How did I not see the mark in the first place? And why doesn't it hurt the way normal bruises do?Telling him his henchman marked me while giving me the best sex of my life would infuriate him and bruise his already crucified ego. I could lose a limb or have my eyes gorged out. I thought against it, and decided to corner him in his own turf."Your henchman did this to me," I spat, hiding my fear as subtly as I could muster."What henchman?!" He squinted in confusion, and relaxed a bit."Don't play that card with me, Gustav, I know you sent two assassins to come get me. But you know what, their lazy asses couldn't capture me." My blood rippled with courage, hoping I could buy myself some time
Ludovic's POV"Awww" Amber meowed at me. She wore a cute face with her hands clasped on both sides of her cheeks."It's a title oversized, but it'll works just fine." I smiled into the full length mirror screwed into the concrete wall in Amber's small square room. The Morning Sun Motel is her home, as well as her work place.I had never seen her with a relative from near or far away. She is lonely; just as I am. We had that in common, and I took it upon myself to spend time with her every night with a bottle of whisky, laughing over old jokes. Some of them are bland, but sweet Amber had a way of re-jigging the jokes to make them come out fresh as a new born.I looked at her through the mirror and I saw why I had held back my primal instincts. She was an angel to good to be snacked upon. Order than the fact that I am in enemy territory, she had the strings of my happiness tied mischievously around her fingers. She pulled them at will, and who am to stop her?Well, I have to give up my c
Ludovic's POVKa-boom!The grenade went off, destroying every item in its radius. Shards of glass pierced into my back as I shielded Amber with my body. Unlike me, if she sustained grave injuries, she might run into shock, or bleed to death.When I noticed she was not looking, I shook off some of the glass pieces and felt my flesh closing up, but slowly. The sickness made my healing process slow, even as a Lycan. My speed had reduced; same as my strength and keen sense of smell. They were all affected."Iris, where are you?" I gnashed.I wrapped myself around her to keep her shivering body still. But it was not enough to keep her still. Her body quaked with great force like a leaf in a thunderstorm. "Are we under attack?" She gritted, her eyes opened wide.The fire crawled to the bed, licking the dry cotton and maple frame greedily with a crackling sound. Thick smoke rolled out of the burning fabric and the creaking wood, saturating the room. We must get out of the room, or I would hav