Feral Wolf
Chapter 13

I awoke in the middle of the night sweating with a fire burning inside of me. I shut my eyes tightly and tightened my hands into fists. I curled up into a ball as the pain was unbearable. It torched my insides so hard that I was seeing white. It was never ending and it seemed to just keep multiplying. A cry escaped my lips as I felt like someone stabbed me with a molten lava knife in my chest.

I crawled off the bed, needing to make it to the bathroom. When I hit the cool wood floor I collapsed in exhaustion.

“Callie?” Brontes’s hoarse voice came from the door.

“No.” I barely whispered out. Another soft cry escaped me and I curled up even more as the pain in my chest increased.

He didn’t heed my plea for him to stay away. He moved quickly to my side and held me. The minute his hand touched me I felt a slight relief. My body relaxed and my eyes fluttered open to look at him.

“Goddess, Calliope your lips are white as fuck and you’re sweating profusely.” He muttered.

“I-I’m in h-heat.” I croakily spoke.

He lifted me up and laid me on the bed before slipping in with me. He was so close to me. I can see every detail of his face. His scent was so much stronger tonight and it clouded my mind with images of his naked body. My eyes flew to his lips and I could feel the drool coming-unable to stop myself I grabbed his head and yanked it down to mine as I kissed him.

It was the very first time I have ever initiated the kiss and let me tell you I didn’t know what the hell I was doing. All I knew was I wanted him to kiss me. When he didn’t respond quick enough, I growled and bit his lip. He let out a sexy growl and finally did what I wanted.

My body started rubbing against his and when I tried to move away I wrapped my legs around his waist and began tearing off his sleeping shirt.

“Calliope.” He whispered huskily. “I am feeling crazy right now and won’t be able to control myself any more. Please, stop.”

“Shut up.” I muttered and kissed my way down his neck to where his pulse beat. His breath hitches in his throat as my lips met the pulsing vein that was used to mark him. I lapped and nipped at it. He groaned, his neck tilting to the side to give me more access. I purred and I could feel my canines descending--they scraped gently on his skin and his hands tightened around me.

“Calliope, love, what are you doing to me?” he asked croakily.

“You taste as good as you smell, Brontes.” I murmured. My hands were traveling up and down his torso. The feeling of his hard skin and the electric current that was running through us made me more hungry.

“Do you know what heat is, Brontes?” I asked.

“N-no.”

“It’s a burning desire inside of me that makes me want to complete the mating process with my mate. If we don’t complete it, I will be in torturous pain. You must have triggered it when your wolf marked mine. She wants you. I want you. Every cell in my body feels like I am being magnetically pulled to you."

I moved so he was under me and I was on top, straddling him. I rubbed my aching core against him. He moaned at the friction.

“You feel it too. You felt my wolf calling to you. That’s why you woke up.” I continued breathlessly as I looked down at him with hooded eyes. He looked so delicious under me like this. My wolf was purring in my head with excitement.

“What do you want me to do?” He asked and looked at me seriously. He was giving me the option to choose for us. My wolf was yipping with a yes but my human side wasn’t ready.

“S-stay with me.” I whispered. “It will help ease my pain but let’s wait on mating.”

“But you said you will be in pain until we do.” Brontes started. It was true. I would be in pain until we did but I was too stubborn. It was too fast for me.

“Not yet. If you stay with me for now I won’t be in pain. As long as I feel you are next to me.” I replied.

I ripped my sweat ridden shirt off, not caring if I was only in my lacy bra. I crawled over his body and fell on him completely. Skin on skin. I sighed as the pain in me began to uncoil and pull away enough for me to breathe.

He ran his hand up and down my naked back. I knew he could feel the scars that were ridden on my back. His rigid body told me he was also angry.

“What happened?” He asked.

“Rogues.” I replied simply.

“They attacked you?” He asked further, his voice harsh. “No one helped you?”

My hand moved over his heart where I drummed my finger on his chest.

“They challenged me as Alpha. My pack couldn’t assist. They have to watch me defeat my challenger.” I whispered.

“How many?” he asked quietly. His body is still rigid.

“Too many to count. I fought and won. That is what matters.” I propped my chin on his chest. He looked down at me and cupped my cheek.

“It hurts me to see these on you but it also makes me proud to have you as mine. You’re strong, Calliope. Don’t let anyone think otherwise.” He whispered gently.

“Never. If my father taught me anything it was to fight for my loved ones - giving them up is for cowards and I am not one.” I said and his eyes glinted with understanding.

“Your father seems wise.” Brontes said and he pulled me up for a kiss. “Go to sleep.”

I snuggled back in his body and fell asleep. This was the first time I have ever allowed anyone in my bed. It was the first time I have ever fallen asleep with no nightmares of being killed. It was the first time I did not feel like I was fighting alone. It was the first time I felt safe. He made me feel safe. In his arms was my refuge.