The Bully's Hated Mate
The Bully’s Hated Mate – Chapter 30

LUCIUS’ POV:

It was only after I left the library that I realized how heavily I was breathing.

There was a certain constriction in my chest that I did not understand, a sudden tremor in my legs that felt foreign to me.

At that moment in the library, staring into Cassia’s eyes, inhaling her scent, gazing at her supple lips, I felt entranced.

It was like time had come to a standstill, like the only thing that mattered were those lips and those fingers intertwined with mine and those eyes that whispered to me. At that moment, everything in her called out to me.

And it was painfully beautiful. Well, that was until Ariadne came and ruined the moment.

I shook my head to maybe reset my brain, or at least just clear my head of such thoughts, like how my groin ached with something electrifying when earlier my nose brushed against the stray hairs that fell to her face.

This was getting me nowhere. Perhaps, a run will bring some semblance of lucidity to my jumbled mind.

I jogged out of the school grounds and into the forest before I morphed into my wolf form. Energy surged through my bones and every fibre of my being as I started out in a slow run before I picked up pace and sped through the forest.

The woods welcomed me like I had been missed but I was too oblivious, or maybe too preoccupied with my thoughts to bask in the serenity.

Funny, because it’s the one thing I needed right now and the only reason I’m here in the first place.

I clawed away at the shrub of grass on my path with a bit of irritation and maybe self loathing. Self loathing at the thoughts of Cassia that saturated my subconscious, irritation at Ariadne for being such a bitchy b***h.

It was becoming impossible to stand that girl recently. What did she think gave her the right to lay a finger on Cassia?

Okay, let’s say she assumed we were still on the same frequency and it was okay to be mean but I couldn’t allow that. Not anymore.

Being spiteful to Cassia felt like she was being spiteful to me and honestly, the girl was doing too much.

I slowed to a trot and inhaled.

No doubt, these thoughts I was having were treacherous. It was essentially admitting that I was falling for Cassia and honestly, what are the odds?

Unable to replace an answer to the problem I had created in my head, I decided to suck it up and return to school.

I had been gone for too long and realistically, this run was doing little for me. Cassia still weighed heavily on my mind, stuck there like a persistent ache that would not abate and my mind still reeled with the memory of what transpired earlier.

It was torturous, like a bad movie being replayed over and over again.

As I approached the Willow tree where I used to meet Ariadne ever so often in the past, I stopped running altogether.

From the distance, someone was leaning against the tree, hunched over. Any other person would assume that it was somebody just taking a nap in the woods but I could tell that it was Ariadne.

Even as distracted as I was, I had picked up her scent. And also, I could tell that she was crying. Talk about a drama queen.

In the blink of an eye, I morphed back into my human form and began to flex my muscles. My bones made cracking sounds as I stretched and it felt a bit good.

Maybe this exercise was not such a bad idea after all.

I continued on the path, contemplating whether to approach Ariadne or just continue on my way. The still aggravated part of me told me to ignore her but logic won at the end, and I walked up to the tree hesitantly.

When I got close enough, she looked up at me and wiped her tears away hastily, acting like she was just now sensing my presence.

I could bet my left lower limb though that she knew that I had seen her since a long while ago.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, keeping my voice as light as I could possibly manage.

But somehow, my aversion managed to seep into my tone.

She glared at me with so much contempt that it seemed like her eyes would pop out of their sockets any minute now.

If I wasn’t so annoyed myself, I might have laughed. This was not a good look on her, her veins looked about to burst.

“How could you? How the hell could you do this to me?” She screamed.

“Keep your voice down.” I said, almost sounding exhausted.

After a long run like the one I just had, I was really looking forward to resting and not indulging Ariadne in a screaming match.

My words seemed to set her off even further. “Why? You are scared that your little girlfriend will hear?” She asked, hands akimbo, hopping from one foot to the other as if there was fire on the ground.

I almost rolled my eyes.

“Look, Ariadne, if you won’t keep your voice down, I’m leaving.” I told her fiercely and made to walk away.

“Don’t you love me anymore? If you do, then how could you mark that lowlife?” She rapped. “What about our plans? Did you forget? We were supposed to destroy her and now, see what you’ve done! What’s the big deal about her? She’s not special, and you know it.” She stepped closer to me such that we were inches apart. “Did she put a spell on you or something?”

I clenched my jaw and tightened my fists to keep from blowing up. I did not need to hear this right now, it was all so confusing already.

“I’ll fix this.” I said through gritted teeth.

“How?” She yelled.

Her eyebrows were furrowed and she clapped her thighs impatiently as she spoke.

I did not fancy being spoken to in this manner and there was no way to hide my indignation.

“I just said that I will handle this.” I replied and turned away.

“Lucius.” Ariadne called and reached for my arm.

Instinctively, I pulled back only to see the hurt spreading from her eyes to her face and down to her neck.

“If you are done, I’ll like to leave now.” I said, ignoring the fact that she was this close to bawling out her eyes one more time.

She looked more shocked than angry at my words and since she had suddenly become speechless, I took that as my cue to leave.

Next time, she would think twice before attempting to inflict injury on Cassia.

But why do I care?

I found my way back into the school grounds. By now, the gossip about the altercation at the library must have spread, told and retold in different versions until it became unrecognizable.

It was obvious what nature of rumors were already being circulated from the way the other students stared at me as I walked down the hallway and out of school.

It was typical of me not to give two f***s and frankly, I was not even in the mood.

I pushed open the door to my room and when I stepped in, I was momentarily taken aback. Cassia was on the bed, looking through a book.

I couldn’t be sure if she was actually reading or not. My eyes glossed over her body and settled on the band-aid covering her injury.

A wave of anger over took me, but I wasn’t sure what or who I was angry at.

“Leave.” I said roughly as I stepped further into the room and towards the bed where she was perched.

She frowned and my breath caught. What was it in her little gestures that drew me in and got me so turned on?

Even the rise and fall of her chest seemed to get to me and it wasn’t just amusing anymore.

“Are you referring to me?” She asked as if there was a third person with us.

“Leave the bed.” I repeated.

She was unable to hide the surprise that she felt at my words.

“What exactly is wrong with you? Why do you keep acting like two different people?” She asked, her voice rising with each word that she uttered.

She jumped out of the bed and stood infront of me, as if making eye contact would somehow help her understand me better.

Standing there like that, she looked even more attractive than ever. I could see her lips from up close and it did not help that she was refusing to break eye contact with me.

I wanted to pull her towards me and k**s her senseless, feel the warmth of her skin on mine and thrust my pelvis into hers but at the same time, I hated that I was wavering in front of her.

Maybe Ariadne was right and she had cast a spell on me. There was no other reasonable explanation for this unnatural attraction, this need, this whatever it was called.

Without thinking, I closed the distance between us. I could feel her hot breath on my face and I knew that if I reached out, I could trace patterns on her skin with my fingers.

“You are getting on my nerves” I said.

She must have realized I didn’t mean that. Maybe the way my voice came out sounding was the give away because she still did not take her eyes off me.

And the more I stared into her eyes, the more convinced I became that she felt the electricity I was feeling too.

My mind told me it was a theory worth testing out while some other part of my brain told me to get away from her.

I fixed my gaze on her lips and moved even closer to her. Never breaking contact with me, she moved backwards almost defiantly.

I followed as if this was a slow dance until she was backed up against the wall.

Her lips parted even before I had leaned in and that was all the confirmation I needed.

I smashed my lips hard against hers while my hands explored each and every crevice present in her body.

Shuddering with anticipation, she cupped my face in her palms and returned the k**s with a fervour that left me boneless.

I was whimpering like a child and for the first time in a long while, I wasn’t embarrassed to show my feelings.

“Cassia, what have you done?” I breathed on her skin and slide my tongue along her collar bones, trailing to the valley between her breasts. “You are driving me nuts, and I can’t seem to think straight.” My voice is raspy, and she arched her back, moaning as my teeth nipped on the soft swell of her breast.

She kissed me greedily. It was like our needs were in sync and our body was aflame with passion.

I raised my head to gaze at her flushed face. She had her lips parted and her breathing was jagged – shallow.

“Is there anything you’d like to say?”

“f**k you!” She said in a breathless whisper.

I chuckled and backed her up against the bed. Seeing her so aroused and eager to be taken by me sent a thrill cascading down my spine.

I wrapped my arms around her neck and knelt beside her as she lay on the bed. Our lips brushed, tentative at first, then the burst of flames came and I pushed in a tongue to tease her lips open.

I squeezed her a*s and slowly pulled down her pants and then her shirt.

“You’re trouble.” My fingers deftly slide to the moistened centre and I slide in a finger, curving it gently and watching the way her eyes rolled in pleasure.

She bit hard on her lips and I can swear, I saw a trace of b***d.

“I want to hear you scream.” I rasped and reached up a hand to stroke her slightly bruised l*p.

I was rock hard, but I wanted to focus on pleasuring her — driving her to the brick and showing how much she’s affected me.

I spread her legs apart and bent my head over her cunt. The musky scent of her arousal permeated the air, and I inhaled hungrily, then stuck out my tongue to nibble around her cunt lips, teasing her to the point of breaking.

Then when I realized she was almost breathless, I shove in my tongue and thrust in like I would with my aching shaft.

She writhed restlessly that the pleasure she felt sliced through me, and I felt like I was there with her.

Every single sound she made, every shift of her h**s made my shaft pulse.

I moved faster, drawing another gasp and a loud m**n from her lips. My shaft throbbed but I concentrated on pleasuring her and making her wanton with need.

She shivered and raised her knees, wrapping her legs around my neck to hold me in place.

I reached up and flicked her taut n*****s. My fingers and tongue wedged in so deep into her slimy wetness and I almost orgasmed from the taste of her and the way she kept thrusting into my face.

I reached behind her and held her bottom in place, then with a breathless thrust, I doubled the ecstasy and g*****d, causing her to vibrate.

She cried out my name and I roughly rubbed her c******s and pinched it gently before increasing the pace again.

“Lucius!” She screamed again, the corner of my lips snuggled into a big smile.