Savage Desire
Chapter 11

'Oh no, you smart wolf! Gloria laughed. 'You think I don't know what you're trying to do? Come on, time to shift back. We are going to the arena whether you like it or not. See it as the explosive climax to your three-week training! “What is your problem?" Gloria asked when they finished dressing. "You see him every evening for goodness sake. This shouldn't be any diferent."

With a growl, Ryan reluctantly got up and went to where he'd left his clothes, to shift and dress up.

"Well, he's usually covered up." Ryan mumbled as he linked an arm through Gloria's. "Didn't you say they fight with very little clothing on?" Ryan retorted as they headed out of the woods.

"Oh my God!" Gloria laughed. "So that's your problem huh? You're dreading seeing my son almost naked."

"It's not funny, Gloria." Ryan groaned. He'd become so close to Gloria he sometimes forgot she was an elderly lady. "It's this pull..."

"He's your mate Ryan. It's only natural that you'd have the hots for him."

"How old are you again?" Ryan asked grupy, his face heating up when Gloria laughed even harder. "Is it really necessary to go and watch them? I have lectures tomorrow you know..."

"I know." Gloria rubbed Ryan's arm soothingly. "And I've already told you it is."

That evening, Jeremy and his warriors were having a general training session for all the male wolves. It was to be held in their huge in-door training stadium which they called the Arena. Gloria thought it would be good for Ryan to see how the warriors fought and possibly, pick up some tips on how to best an opponent.

"Just looking won't help me acquire any skills, Gloria. I think it's a waste of time." Ryan insisted, looking up at the brightly lit arena, looming ahead of them.

"Oh but you would. That's the first step my dear. Watching. You see, the brain is a powerful tool. You will be surprised at what it can store. Such moves can come in handy when you least expect it. It's a good exercise. Just focus on the skills that the warriors are going to display, and not on my son's body." She chuckled.

"Easy for you to say." Ryan muttered, remembering how Jeremy had felt against him in the elevator a week earlier. "I've enjoyed these past three weeks with you by the way." He said softly. "Thank you."

"Pleasure was all mine." Gloria beamed. "And thanks for heeding an old woman's advice to train, and then honoring me by asking me to train you. I haven't felt this energized in a long time. Thanks."

"You're not old." Ryan scoped around the lump in his throat. "And why are you talking as if we'll not be training again?"

Gloria laughed. "Oh we will. Just not as frequently as we have these past weeks. You won't be around much because of school, remember? And it's time to learn how to fight so you'll be spending more time with Stanley when you're free."

"Oh my God, he told me." Ryan groaned. "I didn't believe him though."

"I don't blame you." Gloria laughed. "That boy jokes with everything so it's dificult to tell when he's serious."

"I think he missed his calling." Ryan drawled. "He should have been a comedian."

The elegant elderly woman and her beautiful companion were still laughing their heads of as they entered the brightly lit arena.

The energy in the arena was charged. There were at least a thousand people in the arena but Ryan thought it could easily accommodate ten thousand people. Ryan could see a few women but the men, most of whom were in wrestling trunks, dominated. There were

a number of boxing rings scattered around the arena but the one in the center was double the size of a standard boxing ring. Almost all eyes were focused on the two warriors sparring inside the big boxing ring.

"Oh God, they're huge." Ryan gasped as he watched the two men. "Who in their right minds would go up against all that muscle?"

"All you need is skill not muscles." Gloria chuckled, steering Ryan towards some arranged chairs close to the big boxing ring. "With the right skill, you can take that down in a blink."

"I wouldn't want to replace out whether my skills would work." Ryan murmured as he sat down beside Gloria.

People kept bowing respectfully to Gloria but none spared Ryan a glance. Apart from Jeremy, Gloria, Philip, Joel and Stan, no one knew that Ryan was Jeremy's mate. They just saw him as someone who kept the elderly warrior company. Some commented on his beauty to his hearing sometimes but Ryan would only smile his thanks and keep moving. At least no one gave him any grief.

The fighting and sparring was really interesting to watch. The warriors had skills and style. Some got bruised but Gloria assured him they would heal. He tried very hard not to ask but in the end he had to know...

"Where's he?" Ryan finally turned to Gloria and asked, ignoring the elder's smirk.

"He'll be here soon. He usually comes in directly from a run. Those boys will always be boys." She chuckled. "Which boys?" Ryan asked, turning his head in the direction of a commotion near the entrance.

"That should be them. Jeremy, Philip and Stanley." Gloria responded. "Now get ready for some good show."

Ryan couldn't suppress his gasp when he saw Jeremy. He was in low slung faded blue jeans that seemed molded to his sexy body, and black combat boots. His bare upper body looked so ripped with its sculpted pecs and breath-stealing six-pack. Ryan couldn't stop his eyes from following the line of dark hair that headed south to what he knew was the biggest c**k he'd ever seen and...had the misfortune of being f****d by. The mere thought of it made Ryan's belly quiver, surprisingly not in fear but rather, excitement. And that film of sweat on the alpha's candylicious body made Ryan want to lick the man all over. God! He couldn't tear

his eyes of Jeremy. Ryan watched admiringly as the alpha moved with confident strides towards the big boxing ring, flanked by Philip and Stan. When Stan turned his head to give Ryan a slow wink, he couldn't help the smile that curved his mouth. Stan always made him want to laugh. His eyes met Philip's who gave him a boyish grin. Then Ryan's eyes moved back to his ridiculously imposing mate, trying not to salivate as he watched him move with sensual confidence. He suddenly fell short of breath. Somehow Jeremy sensed Ryan's eyes on him and turned his head till their eyes met. He saw how flushed Ryan looked. He knew arousal when he saw it. And at that moment, Jeremy felt his mate's hunger...smelt the enticing pheromones emanating from the beautiful man. He felt an answering need within him but suppressed it. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on Narugi.com. Visit Narugi.com to read the complete chapters for free. He'd vowed to himself never to let his hunger for his mate get out of hand. He sure as hell wasn't going to ever touch Ryan sexually unless he unambiguously asked him to. He tipped his head slightly in greeting and then looked away. He needed to concentrate on the training at hand, Jeremy told himself as he vaulted over the ropes and did a classic landing into the boxing ring. He was used to his mate ignoring his l**t for him due to how much he despised him. Jeremy's only hope was that one day, Ryan would let go and allow himself to want him. Jeremy couldn't wait for that day to

come.

Immediately the alpha landed in the ring, he raised high both hands, and then held up three fingers on each hand to represent his famous catchphrase...'survival, loyalty and respect. The crowd went wild. Thunderous roars and applause from the people filled the arena. Then as he always did at such events, Jeremy opened his mind-link to everyone inside the arena...except his mate. Although he was going to talk to the hearing of everyone during the training, he needed to be able to mentally communicate with anyone at any point.

"Ready, People?" The alpha bellowed and received a thunderous response from the charged werewolves. "Don't be scared to try anything. Don't hesitate to ask for assistance if you need it. And don't break your fucking neck. Let's begin!" The alpha finished to more roars. And what a workout it was. Ryan had thought they were only going to spar but it was more than that. There was a bit of boxing, kickboxing, karate, mixed martial arts, taekwando, and some other fight Ryan wasn't familiar with. Immediately a participant fell to the canvas, he was out. Ryan had never seen anything so powerful, exhilarating and amazingly captivating like he saw that day. Jeremy and the warriors were like beasts....beautiful beasts. Everyone was transfixed by the display of power and skill...even Gloria. Her attention was no longer on her charge at all.

Though Ryan admired the strength and splendor of the fighters, he only had eyes for Jeremy. Now, that was power! He tried not to ogle Jeremy as he kicked the arses of everyone he encountered...even his warriors, but Ryan just couldn't help himself or get his brain to obey him. The way Jeremy moved, his muscles rippling powerfully with every movement... Damn, the man was just too fucking sinful. Surely it should be criminal for a man to be that sexy. Ryan felt his heart pounding, pulse racing, cocks hardening... He wanted Jeremy like never before.

Ryan began to pant harshly, his eyes riveted on Jeremy's mouth as he belted out instructions. The man must have the most luscious, sensual and yet devastatingly masculine lips on the planet, he thought lustfully. He remembered how they felt against his lips. How just a touch of those lips had made him come so hard he'd lost all feeling in his limbs. Just watching those lips called to something hungry and primitive inside Ryan. He wanted another taste. He was dying to feel that mouth moving against his... he WANT THOSE LIPS ON MINE!

The whole arena went dead quiet! One could have heard a pin drop.

Jeremy had been about to pull up a warriors who had fallen on the canvas when he heard his mate scream what he wanted. It took him a second to realize that Ryan hadn't spoken out loud. He'd heard his mate in his mind. But... he wasn't even linked to Ryan, Jeremy thought, stunned. Then Jeremy noticed something even more strange... Somehow, Ryan's desperate command had been heard by everyone inside the arena. To say Jeremy was shocked would be an understatement. How had Ryan been able to do that? He'd just communicated to every werewolf inside the arena, which only an alpha could do. A head warrior, for instance, could communicate to only his warriors at once, and a head Beta could communicate to a particular group at a time. The werewolves gathered inside the arena were from diferent groups. Hell, some were visiting werewolves from other packs. And Ryan had managed to reach each mind even though he hadn't been linked with any of them...which even an alpha couldn't do. Had Ryan's thoughts been heard by everyone because they were linked to him, Jeremy wondered. But even as he wondered, Jeremy knew that it was something else...a higher power at play...because nothing like that had ever happened before. Fuck!

All eyes were on Ryan. And he wasn't even aware of what he'd done. He'd electively distracted everyone. Although everyone looked shocked, it was also obvious they wanted to know who Ryan wanted to kiss so badly. That wasn't dificult to figure out at all as Ryan's heated gaze was locked on the alpha.

"Oh boy." Philip breathed beside Jeremy.

"Did he just..." Stan's shocked voice trailed of as he stared at Ryan with wide eyes. "F**k me!"

Beside Ryan, Gloria gasped. "Oh my God, Ryan..."

But Ryan didn't even hear Gloria. His eyes remained on Jeremy, who gazed right back at him. Time stood still. The thought on the minds of almost everyone in the arena was one: The man had signed his death warrant. How dare he lust after none other than Alpha Jeremy, who everyone knew had never been a fan of same-s*x aairs? Everyone watched and waited with bated breath. What was the alpha going to do?

Jeremy slowly completed the act of pulling up his warrior. Then, with a grace that made almost everyone in the arena smile with admiration and pride, he leaped over the rings and landed outside it. Then he started towards Ryan with a confident, natural, sexy swagger that made Ryan moan unconsciously.

Ryan saw Jeremy walking towards him and felt his heart race. He really didn't know what Jeremy had in mind but the fact that he was coming to him...with that mouth, was okay with him. His lust-filled eyes were focused intently on Jeremy's lips. As Jeremy drew closer, Ryan's breath started coming out harshly, the riot of his emotions and the depth of his hunger taking complete control of his senses. By the time Jeremy got to him, Ryan felt as if he would go insane if he didn't taste those lips. It was that bad. Jeremy smelt his mate's need and didn't disappoint. He reached for Ryan's hand and pulled him up. Then he slipped a hand into the back of Ryan's hair and cupped one side of his face with the other. Jeremy then stared down at Ryan, giving his eyes a moment to feast on his mesmerizing beauty. Then almost as if in a slow motion, Jeremy dipped his head and captured Ryan's soft full lips in the sweetest of kisses.

A collective gasp went up in the arena. To say the people were shocked would definitely be an understatement. What shocked them even more was the power they felt in the air. They felt the surge of electricity in the whole arena and immediately understood what was happening. And that astonished them even more. But the alpha and the man he was kissing seemed to be in a world of their own.

Ryan was adrift in a world of sensation. Jeremy's lips on his felt heavenly. It felt even better than he remembered. Every nerve in his body was tuned to Jeremy's, making the whole experience absolutely mind-blowing. Ryan melted into Jeremy, fiercely kissing him back with so much passion it surprised both of them. His eyeballs rolled behind their closed lids when he felt Jeremy's tongue flick against the roof of his mouth. He couldn't suppress the moan that tore out of his throat. That erotic sound was Jeremy's undoing.

The alpha dropped his hands to Ryan's waist and picked him up, not releasing his mate's sweet lips for even a second. Ryan's arms instinctively moved up to coil themselves around Jeremy's neck as his legs wound around his hips. When Jeremy felt Ryan lock his arms and legs around him...almost as if he really wanted to be there in his arms, he groaned fervently into the kiss. His mate was too delicious and sensual for his own good. Jeremy plundered that sweet mouth like it was his only opportunity. It was a deep, ravenous and rapturous kiss which shook both men to their very souls. After what seemed like hours, they came up for a much needed air.

Both men tried to catch their breath. Jeremy could feel Ryan's hardness between them, hidden from the view of the people staring at them. His was on full display for everyone to see. That kind of bulge couldn't be concealed. But Jeremy wasn't worried about that because that was one of the perks of being a werewolf...they embraced it whenever nature took its course. There was no shame but rather, pride. Jeremy heard someone begin to clap...which the others immediately joined in. But he only had eyes for his mate. He had to stifle his moan at the drugged look on Ryan's face. That look made the alpha even harder. And when Ryan's tongue darted out to flick at the kiss-swollen bottom curve of his own mouth, Jeremy couldn't resist the urge to take those succulent lips for a second time. With an animalistic needy sound, he took Ryan's chin between his thumb and forefinger and kissed him again, a soft and gentle caress. A low whimper escaped Ryan when Jeremy gently sucked his lower lip into his mouth and flicked his tongue against it. He couldn't suppress the shiver of delight that rippled through him at that sensual caress. Dear Lord, the man could kiss. When the kiss ended Jeremy leaned his forehead against Ryan's and just locked eyes with him, his fingers slowly combing through Ryan's white tresses.

The arena had gone quiet again. The people watched the tenderness being displayed by the alpha and felt like intruders. It was almost as if the two men were in a world of their own and the people definitely didn't want to interrupt them. Jeremy had so much to say but he remained silent, afraid of what might come out of his mouth if he tried to say anything. The feeling within the alpha at that very moment was overwhelming. He was on fire. He wanted inside his mate...needed to be one with him. But he'd promised. The problem was, knowing that he couldn't have Ryan made Jeremy want him even more.

Ryan was the first to break the silence. "You look so fucking hot in those jeans." He breathed, giving Jeremy a heated look that sent a shiver down his spine.

Jeremy tried not to look shocked at Ryan's words. He stared into Ryan's eyes, his gaze heavy-lidded and hot. "Glad you like it." His voice took on a sexy, raspy warmth that drew a moan from Ryan. Jeremy could have bet his last cent his mate had completely forgotten they had an audience. It was refreshing to see Ryan's guard down for once and Jeremy relished it. At least till someone let out a piercing whistle. Then Ryan's head shot up.

"Oh fuck!" He groaned when he noticed that all eyes were on them. "What did you do?" Ryan whispered shakily.

"I did what you demanded." Jeremy said, his voice low pitched and to Ryan's ears, sexy as hell.

"I didn't demand any such thing." He gasped, his cheeks turning a sweet, deep pink that Jeremy found so f*****g adorable.

"Oh you so did." A ghost of a smile touched Jeremy's sexy mouth. "Everyone in here heard you."

With widened eyes, Ryan turned his head and looked down to where Gloria was seated. Just a nod from the amused woman confirmed what Jeremy had said.

"Oh my God." He groaned as he buried his face against Jeremy's neck. He'd wanted so desperately that the need had overridden his sense of self-preservation. "But I only thought it." Ryan moaned. "And you're not even in my head."

"Tell me about it." Jeremy murmured.

"How am I going to leave here with everyone angrily watching and judging me?" Ryan moaned shakily.

"No one is judging you." Jeremy's voice sent a delightful shiver down Ryan's spine despite himself.

"Yes they are." Ryan insisted. "I ruined their training."

"Let's see whether they're as angry as you think." Jeremy said, and then added in a whisper; "May I please link with you?" At Ryan's nod, Jeremy quickly opened his mind-link with him and then switched to his mind-link with everyone in the arena. 'Hello everyone. Meet Professor Ryan Hicks. My mate!'

The werewolves, who by then knew exactly what was going on, burst into cheers and applause. It was not every day a werewolf found a soul mate. And the fact that it was their alpha who'd found his made it an even sweeter news. Some had shock written all over their faces, some disbelief, others had smirks on their faces as if to tell the alpha to dare defy Luna. But in addition to each telling facial expression was absolute thrill which they couldn't mask. The applause was deafening.

Ryan would have gladly coiled inside Jeremy if he could. "Jesus, Jeremy." He moaned, making the alpha burst into laughter.

"You need to stop being so fucking adorable." Jeremy murmured as his hand rubbed Ryan's back possessively. "A wave would do." He said, and then promptly laughed when Ryan waved for a second without actually raising his head...almost as if he were doing a 'Nae Nae'. Even the werewolves laughed. "Should I take you to the room?"

"Please." Ryan whined. "I can't be here at this point."

With an amused chuckle, Jeremy addressed his pack again. 'Taking my shy mate home folks. If I get lucky, I'll not come back tonight. If I don't, on the other hand, you'll see me soon.' He lightly slapped Ryan on the arse amidst catcalls, whistles, raucous laughter and shouts of "be nice, Ryan".

Everyone was still laughing as Jeremy walked out of the arena with Ryan tucked against the broad expanse of his chest.

"I'm gonna kill you." Ryan growled.

"After just saving your arse?" Jeremy drawled.

"They think we're going to..."

"It was just a joke, Ryan." Jeremy sighed.

"Put me down." Ryan said, raising his head from where it had been tucked all along.

"No. I prefer you right where you are." Jeremy kept striding towards his house.

Ryan placed his head back on Jeremy's shoulder without any protest because there was no cozier place than Jeremy's arms anyway. He remained so quiet, Jeremy thought he had dozed of but he was very much awake.

"This doesn't change anything." Ryan said quietly after a lengthy silence. "I still..."

"I know, Ryan." Jeremy rasped, knowing exactly what Ryan had been about to say. "You don't have to tell me. I know." Jeremy swallowed hard, willing his suddenly accelerated heartbeat to slow down. Just a hint of how his mate really felt about him was enough to dampen his spirits and cause him agonizing pain.

The alpha was definitely not a happy man.