Finding myself

Chapter 97

Zara POV

Just wait a little while, I told my impatient wolf. Although it was more for myself.

He'll be here soon.

And he didn't prove me wrong.

I was meditating when Blaze had finally formed in and slammed the door open.

"WHO IS HE?" He demanded panting. He was already aggravated from the wat.

Finally lost all pretenses of patience have we? I knew he has been struggling with this question for a while now. But he was too afraid to know the answer. Even if he pretended he wasn't.

For the first time, I felt I shouldn't provoke him. Something was wrong. He looked on edge, and there wasn't a single soul to stop him. Not that I couldn't but it would be limited. I felt weary for the first time. What from starving myself and the blood loss.

I kept my face carefully blank.

I didn't want him to know the rage boiling within me.

Little did I know, even if I scoffed at that little voice warning me, I should have listened it, just this time. Blaze circled me like he was hunting prey.

His eyes scanned the walls covered in blood. There was no change in expression. Not even when he looked at my wounded knuckles. That was disappointing. We both stared at each other with blank expressions, our faces and bond betraying nothing. This was a real power struggle

Alpha to alpha. King to luna. No one could tell how would win in the end. Come out stronger for it.

He bend down to my level as I was sitting leaning against the bloody wall.

"I will ask you again, who... was he?" He asked gently almost a whisper. But his eyes told me it was anything but.

He eas so close, his aura intense, urging me to speak. But I kept my mouth shut. No no, I wouldn't speak. I wouldn't give in. Not even because of the pain of the pressure, he was putting on me. Not even because of the hunger. Not even because of the fear and thrill that I felt race up and down my spine. Not for anything. I kept my mouth sewn shut.

My lips turned up slightly in amusement and rebellion.

"You won't share?" He asked gently stroking my face. He was scary. A whole other level of menace. And I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it. I even found him hot. His nonchalance and uncaring nature to me was new. I found him genuinely attractive for once. Whatever he was putting out it was working. He had cracked the secret formula.

I just stared back again. My slight smile was genuine this time, which drew his eyes to my lips and his hand crept up to the back of my neck ever so slowly, holding me tight. He approachedd me slowly, gently almost gracefully. I wished he would start squeezing so we could finally begin the fight I was waiting for. His touch almost left me in a trance. Is this the effect of the mate bond? Is this what he had been facing? Is this what happens if I let it?

"If you don't give it to me. I will have to take it from you." He said his voice deep, dark and melodious. I didn't register his words. There were like song lyrics to me. I heard the melody from far away but I couldn't hear the words. It was so seductive that I didn't notice his movement. Or maybe I didn't want to stop it. He leaned in ever so slowly. His lips hovering over mine. Almost. Almost there. Out noses and foreheads were touching.

Finally, I leaned, impatient. But he chuckled and turned away, not letting me kiss him. It was low and dark and so hot. I didn't know if I should be mortified by my behavior. Damn it all to hell and back. He learned in again and I lifted my head. Eagerly.