Chapter 19

Namaste,

Chapter 19 is here and it is dedicated to @BoomBox9:D

Btw, PLEASE READ THE NOTE AT THE END

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“So how did he look at me?"

"Like it was his birthday and you were the cake.”

― Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

DARYA P.O.V

Quillon entered Quinn’s room, with me following closely behind. Even though the lights in his room were switched off, he was awake and he sat up when he saw us.

“It’s not twelve yet” he grumbled.

“It is” I replied, while he picked up his cell phone and checked the time.

“No. Wait a minute… Oh! It’s twelve now” he grinned.

“Happy-” Quillon held my arm and shook his head. “What?” I asked confused.

“I have to wish myself first” Quinn said getting off the bed and I shot him a startled look, while Quillon rolled his eyes.

Oh?

“Happy birthday to me” Quinn beamed, while Quillon moved forward and hugged him.

“Happy birthday” Quillon said ruffling his brother’s hair. “May you have many more to come” he added.

“Thanks Q” Quinn replied with a smile.

“Happy birthday” I said hugging him and also kissing his cheeks. There was a low growl from Quillon, which he covered up by coughing.

“Thanks” he said blushing slightly while I giggled.

“Your gift is there” Quillon told Quinn pointing towards the balcony.

“What?” Quinn said already making his way towards the balcony. There he lowered his head and stared at the swimming pool, where Quillon had placed his gift- an inflatable standing paddle board.

“You got it? You actually got it? It looks awesome too and I already love it” Quinn laughed hugging his brother again, while Quillon and I chuckled watching his enthusiasm. “I am going to check it out” Quinn said hanging over the bannister.

“Wait” I cried all of a sudden, remembering I have not yet given him my gift. “Just wait here for a minute” I added rushing towards my room. Fortunately, this time I ran to my new room. From my college bag, I pulled out the palm sized envelope. Running back to Quinn’s room, I handed him the envelope, which he took and started opening the seal.

“You are giving me your credit card too?” he asked laughing when he saw my gift.

“Umm…” I said shaking my head, while Quillon looked at me in surprise.

“Oh! It’s not a real credit card” Quinn said pulling out the card. “Credit card survival tool?” he asked smirking and I nodded.

“It performs eleven functions” I pointed, while he separated the black finish and inspected the knife, can opener, screw driver.

“Hey, this is really good” Quinn said running his fingers on the saw blade and I sighed.  I honestly thought he wouldn’t like it because compared to Quillon’s gift, this was nothing. “The blades are sharp” he said running his thumb on the blade of the knife.

“I have one too” I said grinning.

“Thanks again Darya” Quinn said leaning forward and kissing me in the cheek. This time Quillon didn’t bother covering his growl.

“Yeah, Okay, goodnight. Go to sleep now” he told Quinn, walking towards the door while also dragging me out with him.

“Goodnight” I told Quinn who just chuckled and replied the same, before closing his room door.

And we were back in my new room. Once again, my heart thumped in my chest and I clenched my fists, wishing it would help me in some way, but unfortunately it didn’t. Sighing, I slowly climbed the bed and wrapped the sheet around me.

I was aware of Quillon switching off the light. I was aware of the bed dipping slightly while he joined me in the bed. But not once did I open my eyes. Instead, I turned, with my back to him and clutched the sheet in a tight fist, while my wolf purred.

Please don’t do this to me, I begged her. I swear the female smirked!

That’s when I started singing lullaby for myself in my mind. Sometime later, I fell asleep.

While I woke up in the morning, I was in Quillon’s side of the bed. Shocked, I hastily sat up and looked at the floor wondering if he fell from the bed, but he wasn’t there. I heard sound of shower running and I knew he was having a bath. Rubbing my hair, I got up and walked to the washroom to freshen up.

With only a towel looped around his hips, Quillon strolled back out of the bath, while I was washing my face. I froze, when I saw him through the reflection of the mirror, and my brain decided to shut down.

Oh My…

Quillon could give complexion to a Greek God!

Beads of water clung to his well-toned body and as I watched them roll all over his golden peach skin, my mouth ran dry. I couldn’t stop my eyes from dropping lower to gaze at his abs. Abs, which I wanted to run my fingers at.

Breathing was difficult. However, the even more difficult part for me was to stop staring at him. My heart was racing wildly and as if that wasn’t enough, my wolf was purring like a wild cat.

I turned pink all over, when my eyes met his reflection in the mirror while he was running his hands over his tousled black hair.

This is going to be one hell of a day!

“Finally the sleeping beauty is up” Quillon murmured smooth as silk and I blinked. Since my brain was shut down, I was at a loss of words and hence I couldn’t respond anything to him for a long, long time. “I thought you wouldn’t wake even if there was a bomb blast” he added, while I lowered my head and nervously licked my bottom lip.

Focus Darya… Focus! Not on Quillon’s body but on the snide remarks he was making. What is wrong with him now?

Shaking my head, I splashed water to my face and then let out a breath.

“What are you talking about?” I asked drying my face with the towel. I was mainly doing it because I was hoping he wouldn’t see my face which felt hot.

“You roll over a lot” he commented using the basin next to mine. “You kicked me twice. It was a miracle I didn’t fall of the bed” he added with a smirk and I bristled.

“I do not” I growled out. I do not do that. I am sure, I don’t… do I? No. I don’t. He is just jesting with me. But how did I end up in his side of the bed?

“Plus you snore doll face” he added grinning and now I was sure he was jesting with me because I don’t snore and can’t tolerate those who do.

“Ok. That’s bullshit. I do not snore” I hissed spanking his arms with the towel before going to the shower.

After getting dressed in a dark wash knee-length shorts and printed raglan sleeves tee, I went downstairs. Quinn was already in the living room, watching MTV, while Quillon was making breakfast for all of us.

Grace barged into the room, ten minutes later, followed by Scott. “My baby” she cooed wrapping Quinn in a tight hug. “Happy birthday darling” she said to him and kissed both his cheeks.

As a reply, Quinn just chuckled and kissed her cheeks. Scott followed and hugged Quinn and patted his back. “Happy birthday son” he said pulling away.

“Thanks dad” Quinn replied with a grin.

“Where’s Q?” Grace asked sitting beside me.

“I’m here” Quillon said standing near the kitchen doorway.

“You guys didn’t have breakfast yet?” Scott asked with a frown.

“Cut them loose Scott. It’s a Sunday” Grace piped in and Scott nodded.

“Alright. You guys have fun” with that said, Scott left. Quinn let out a breath once Scott was out of sight.

“So babes” Quinn began looking at his mother and my eyes widened at Quinn’s nickname for his mother. But Quillon just rolled his eyes and sat next to Grace. “Where is my cake?” he demanded.

“I… I couldn’t” Grace said sadly.

“You hurt me babes” Quinn replied placing his hand on his heart and faking sadness. Grace paled and I felt bad for her especially because I knew Quinn was messing with her.

“Hey, Quit it” Quillon growled. “Your cake is in the refrigerator.”

“Really?” Quinn asked surprised and off he went to the kitchen.

“I am glad you brought it. I tried and tried-” Grace began sadly.

“He is an idiot ma… he didn’t actually want you to prepare one” Quillon told his mother, while Quinn brought the cake and kept it in the coffee table.

“Ssshhhh… stop talking, I have to make a wish” Quinn ordered us. He closed his eyes and opened it a split second later, while I just stared at him like he has gone bonkers. “Oops! There is no candle” he murmured with a grin and I nodded.

How can a wish come true if you do not blow the candle?

“It’s a waste anyway but damn, I wanted my wish to come true” he said while cutting the cake.

“What did you wish for?” Grace asked curiously.

“I wished that the nature goddess does justice to my babes in her next life and give her a handsome mate” he said grinning. I bit my bottom lip to stop laughing out loud while Quillon just chuckled and shook his head, as if he is used to it.

“You started again” Grace growled, but she was also trying her best to hide her laughter.

“Look at her, babes is so beautiful” Quinn said to me pointing at his mother. “Nature played her for fool and made ugly Scott Sanders as her mate.” At this I burst out laughing, while Grace stood up and began chasing after Quinn, who ran around the house, while also eating his cake.

“Is he always like this?” I demanded watching Quinn who was running around the living room with Grace following him and also scolding him for saying such things about his father.

“He has always been a little jackass” Quillon murmured, but there was a grin on his face as he watched Quinn stick a piece of cake into Grace’s mouth, while she was yelling at him.

“Oh My God! Nature indeed played me for fool. I asked for a pretty little girl the second time and look what I got” Grace told me frowning at Quinn, who was stuffing cake inside his mouth. “Now don’t just eat the cake alone. Share it with your brother and Darya” she reprimanded Quinn with a frown.

“I never told them to not to eat” Quinn grumbled eating a cake.

Grace sighed, cut two pieces and handed one each for me and Quillon. “You made this?” I asked Quillon while eating my cake.

“Ordered” he replied.

Grace was with us until afternoon and surprisingly, it was fun. In their family, Quillon was the responsible son, while Quinn was the mischievous son. Quinn liked annoying Grace, while Quillon was always there to calm his mother. However Quillon never scolded Quinn. In fact, I just realized that Quillon never says no to anything Quinn wants.

Quinn picked the menu for lunch and it was ordered immediately. Anything he wanted was his.

I realized that Quinn is the baby of the family and he is treated like one. It’s kind of similar to the way I was treated by the five Alphas’ but the only difference; I am not playful like Quinn.

The lunch went well and Scott was surprisingly nice to me. He didn’t pass any snide remarks, but yes, asked me about my gift. Grace asked me to show it to her. While showing my supposed gift of ‘controlling electricity’ to her, I realized that I couldn’t generate any more from my body because the amount that I had absorbed the other day had been exhausted.

When Scott asked why it was so, I lied to them that I was tired and so Grace asked me to rest after lunch.

That’s what I was supposed to do now, resting. However I couldn’t rest and instead, I was texting my friend Sabine.

Sabine: You picked your dress for the party?

Darya: Not yet...

Sabine: Need some help?

Then I ended up video chatting with her and after forty minutes, a three quarter sleeves, wine color, crochet lace bodycon dress was picked. It was sexy and one of my favorites.

“You will look beautiful and I am sure he will not be able to take his eyes off you” Sabine had to add that part at the end and I scrunched up my nose. Why would I want him to do that?

“Yeah, yeah understood, Thank-you sweetie” I muttered before hanging up.

After that I picked my laptop and started working on my assignment, which had to be submitted by the end of this week.

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“So, where exactly is this nightclub?” I asked Quillon while I was brushing my hair. I was changing in the bathroom, while Quillon was changing clothes in the closet. It was already nine in the evening and we were now leaving for the nightclub where Quinn’s birthday party was going to take place.

“It’s in Parker-Davis street.” I realized that it was in town and close to a university in Serene Pack

“Name?”

“Phoenix.” I sniggered as I heard the name but then again, night clubs always have strange names. I often wonder who picks those names.

Quillon walked into the bathroom just while I was wearing my black strappy platform sandals. He was wearing formals; I knew it just by looking at his leather shoes. He stood near the door, six foot of masculinity, wearing a dark black trousers, a tucked in white cotton shirt and blazer over it. The only accessory he had was a stainless steel watch.

I sucked in as much oxygen as possible because he looked exquisite. Well aware of my warm cheeks, I lowered my head to put on my heels.

“Why the coat?” Quillon prompted watching me.

“It’s a little cold outside” I replied without looking at him.

“Take it off.” It was an order.

“No”

“You are wearing something under the coat right?” he demanded uneasily and I looked up, astonished only to see dark color flaring Quillon’s prominent cheek bones. He looked disconcerted and my wolf yapped happily.

“Maybe” I teased standing up.

“Darya” Quillon called in warning, but I chose to ignore it.

After having a glimpse of myself at the mirror, I walked past Quillon ignoring his frowning face.

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Quillon brought his car to a halt outside the club, where already many people were standing in a queue for entry. It was a tall building called Serene Heights and in that, the first two floors were for the club.

“Boss” the doormen said in unison as soon as they saw Quillon.

Quillon wrapped an arm around my waist and ushered me inside, after passing his car keys to a doorman.

“Have you ever not been a boss?” I asked in a low voice once we were in the cloakroom.

“No. I like it this way” he replied with a smirk rolling the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows.

Smiling, I turned my back to him and removed my military coat. When I heard Quillon’s sharp intake of breath, I frowned wondering what was wrong. I whirled around and found Quillon staring at me, his eyes turning a shade darker as they travelled all over my body. There was nothing that could have stopped my cheeks from coloring or my heartbeat from accelerating.

He kept scanning me for a long, long time and all of a sudden I felt conscious. Maybe this dress doesn’t look as good on me as I thought it would? It did feel a little tight. Damn! What if it looks odd? Why do I care so much?

“You look incredible” Quillon breathed out and it was a miracle my eyes didn’t pop out.

“Oh?” I said powerlessly when he studied my lace dress.

“Yes and you were safer tucked in a coat” he muttered and then holding my hands he swept me inside the club. I stared at our hands with wide eyes, but didn’t dare pull the hold he had on me.

A tall man, who I assume was one of the bouncers here, was asking people inside the club, to spread apart to make way for us, to pass. Quillon walked like royalty and being with him, I felt the same. People stared; of course they did out of curiosity. But once they caught a glimpse of Quillon, they couldn’t look away.

Words like sexy, devastating, hot, amazing body, sex-appeal, were used by different girls to describe him and I bristled every time I heard it or every time I caught them staring at me as if I was some sort of slut, entertaining him. That just looks, he is an arrogant asshole! I wanted to shout at those girls, that way they might stay away from him. But what kept me calm was that Quillon was holding my hand in front of all of them. I loved the tingles that spread on my body while he touched me.

Mid-way, Quillon stopped and turning his head to the right, he glared at a group of men. The men flustered in their seat and looked away, unable to hold his gaze.

“What’s wrong?” I asked in a whisper.

Quillon growled lowly and addressed the tall man instead, “I want them out of the club.”

“What did they do?” I asked in confusion.

“They were passing lewd comments” he murmured and I blinked. Did they? Why didn’t I hear it? And why do I get a feeling they passed comments on me?

We went through a door and then in that room, there was a spiral staircase at the corner that led upstairs.

The upstairs lounge was a private one and only pack wolves were in there. There was a glass dance floor and some were dancing there.  There were only few girls. My guess only five-six in total and they were all in one corner of the club, gossiping. The tall man who escorted us upstairs, nodded once and walked away.

“Q” Harvey called as soon as he spotted us. Quillon nodded once and still holding my hands, he walked to him.  “Darya” Harvey said with a grin.

“Hey” I waved.

“You are looking beautiful” he added and Quillon growled in warning.

“Thanks” I said smiling.

“What time Quinn is going to be here?” Clay, one of Quillon’s friends demanded after we sat on the comfortable couch.

“Anytime now” Quillon replied.

“Drink Darya?” Clay asked me.

“No, Thank-you” I replied with a smile.

“Darya” I heard a girly voice call me and I looked up to see Bee, walking towards us with Nevin.

“Hey” I said with a grin and rose up in my seat to go to her, but Quillon held my hands to stop me.

“Call me when you want to leave” he said and I nodded with a smile.

I then walked towards Bee, who was already sitting near a counter. “It feels like I haven’t seen you since ages even though I had seen you yesterday morning and you look so beautiful. Love the dress” Bee rambled after pulling away from a hug.

“Thanks and true, so many things happened after that” I murmured sitting on a stool.

Bee immediately paled a little and I cocked an eyebrow questioningly, “Nevin told me” she said in a whisper. “About…”

“About how I killed Rick?” I cut in and she nodded with a gulp. “Are you scared?” I asked with a smirk.

“No. I mean, I haven’t killed any wolf so far, but my dad, mom, even Nevin did… so, no, I am not scared of you. But I was worried… I mean even Nevin thinks those rogues are dangerous” she said and I shrugged.

“The leader is, but others… are not” I said with a smile.

“I hope that those rogues are killed as soon as possible or else innocent people will die” Bee sighed. “Where is the birthday boy?” she demanded changing the topic.

As if on cue, Quinn walked in. Everyone stopped talking and started clapping, while Quinn waved like a celebrity and blew a kiss towards us. Bee and I giggled at that. He looked really cute wearing a red and black checkered shirt and denim.

The next hour was a blur to me. First Quinn welcomed all, then Quillon uncorked a bottle of champagne, after that Quinn introduced me to his group of friends, who were all his classmates and then surprisingly, the few she-wolves from the pack, who were in the club, came and talked to me. They were all nice and friendly. After that Quinn and his friends, had some sort of bet on who will get drunk first. The bet got cancelled the moment Quillon came to know about it. Then the dancing began. Quillon was still seated on the couch with his friends and drinking. I watched Quillon who was laughing at some joke his friend cracked. My heart fluttered in my chest when I saw the liveliness in his face. For once, he looked like someone just his age.

“Harpy alert, harpy alert” Bee muttered beside me and I tensed.

“Where?”

“Nine o’clock” she said and I looked. Sure enough, Leah and her little group were there looking stunning. But since I don’t like them, I will say they didn’t look that good.

Yes! I am a bitch like that.

I watched the way other she-wolves started walking away and maintaining distance the moment she entered. They were all scared of her and the fear was visible in their eyes.

Raising her chin haughtily, Leah looked around until her hazel eyes clashed with mine. And when they did, she smirked at me and I rolled my eyes. One of her friends leaned forward and whispered something to which Leah threw her head back and laughed.

Seriously? That lame trick!

“What a bitch” Bee hissed from beside me glaring at them.

“Why? What did she say?” I wanted to be amused.

“She made an ill comment about your dress. But it’s a waste because you look beautiful and Q agrees with me too because he keeps looking at you every now and then” Bee said with a grin and my eyes widened.

“No, he isn’t”

“Yes, in fact he is watching you even now” Bee murmured and I turned my head. Sure enough Quillon was looking because for a split second our gazes locked before he looked away. I sucked in as much as oxygen possible, while my wolf purred in delight.

One of the bouncers came up, said something to Quillon and they went downstairs along with Nevin. I furrowed my brows pondering what happened.

“Oh-oh” Bee mumbled staring ahead and when I followed her line of sight, I saw harpy and her groupie coming near us.

“Hey bimbo” Leah said sitting on a stool next to me, while her friends hovered around. My wolf bristled and beside me Bee frowned.

“Cat got your tongue?” she demanded and I looked at her.

“I am sorry, were you talking to me?” I asked feigning innocence.

Leah faked a smile, “Hmm, nice try. What are you, trying to avoid me? Do I make you feel insecure?” she taunted. Her friends laughed, my wolf snapped her jaws.

“Do I?” I countered and Leah glared. I smirked when I saw that, “It kind of explains why you always pick on me.”

“Please” Leah scoffed. “What have you got that I haven’t?”

“Q” Bee answered for Leah, who growled at her.

“Shut up bitch” Leah spat at her and then I turned to glare at her.

“Mind your language. You are talking to the pack Beta’s mate and I expect you to talk to her with respect” I hissed through gritted teeth.

“And who are you to expect so?” Leah queried smugly. “You might be Q’s mate but he hasn’t yet marked you and that just shows how interested he is in you” she pointed out and my wolf whined. “You do not even belong to the pack and once the two months are over, Q is going to kick you out of the pack” Leah stated confidently before walking away with her groupie.

“Darya” Bee called softly placing a hand on my shoulder but I shook my head and rushed to the restroom.

When I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I noticed that not only had my skin turned pale, but my eyes were also brimming with unshed tears, after hearing the truth Leah blurted out. Who was I in this pack actually? I was just living here for two months trying to be mates... I scoffed at the trying part because we were not trying. We were not doing anything actually.

My heart felt like it was shattering into a million pieces and a hollow feeling sank in. My wolf lowered her head and rested it on her limbs. She was deeply hurt by that harpy’s words.

What if Quillon decide that I am not good enough as a mate? What if he rejects me and kicks me out of the pack after two months? What will I do after that?

I was feeling very low at that moment and I wanted to talk to any one of my five Alphas’. With shaky hands I pulled my cell phone from my clutch and unlocked the screen.

Before I could dial anyone’s number, someone knocked on the door. I didn’t respond, instead just started dialing the first number that came to my head.

“Darya” it was Quinn, who was knocking the door. “Come out quick” he said but I didn’t bother responding. “Darya please, it’s Q” he said and I tensed, while my wolf perked up.

Hastily, I wiped those tears with my knuckles and then yanked open the door. “What’s wrong?” I asked in a whisper staring at Quinn and Bee, who was also with him.

“Q is about to shift and we need you to calm him down” Quinn began holding my hand and literally dragging me with him.

“What happened?” I asked perplexed.

“He came to know a girl’s drink was spiked and he just lost it” Quinn said hastily.

“Oh My! Is that why he went downstairs?” I murmured to myself.

“No. He went because another group was creating a nuisance. After resolving that issue, he found out this girl’s drink was spiked. His wolf is at the forefront and I am sure it will only calm down if you are close. We have to calm him down or else he will shift in front of humans” Quinn said pushing open the door and there, I spotted Quillon first, who with his hands pressed against the bar counter, was shaking in anger.

A girl about my age was standing a few feet away and sobbing in distress. I am sure her drink was spiked. There were few drops of blood on the floor and I grimaced when I saw that. It was definitely the culprit’s.

Quillon’s friends were close but no one dared to approach him and then there were the humans, who were all staring out of curiosity.

“Go” Quinn hissed and I frowned.

“Go and do what?” I asked confused.

“Kiss him or whatever, just make sure he doesn’t shift here” Nevin said in a low voice.

“Just calm him down” and then I was shoved so hard, on my back, by Quinn that tripping on my heels, I roughly collided against Quillon’s back.

“Oh my God” I said shakily when Quillon turned to glare at me. I gasped when I noticed that his fangs were out and his eyes were dark as midnight.

He was about to growl, but then slowly his eyes widened when he realized it was me. My wolf was relieved to see just that tiny reaction from him. Well aware that neither Quillon nor his wolf would harm me, I slowly moved closer and placed a hand on his arm. Tingles spread through my body and it slowly uplifted my wolf’s sour mood.

“Calm down” I said in a low voice but it didn’t work. Nervously, I placed my hand over his clenched fist hoping it would do something.

Growling, Quillon removed that hand from the counter and wrapping it around my waist pulled me closer to his chest. His movement was so fast that the crowd behind us jumped thinking he would hurt me.

However Quillon didn’t. Instead he rested his forehead against mine and closed his eyes.

“I want to KILL him” Quillon breathed out lethally and I knew that he was talking about the guy who spiked the girl’s drink. I suppose he already got arrested. “His intentions were bad. She was about to drink it” he said harshly, his ragged breath fanning my face.

“But she didn’t” I whispered softly, cupping his handsome face. “You saved her” I added because I had already seen the broken glass on the floor. “You saved her. Nothing happened, she is safe” I murmured soothingly and Quillon opened his eyes.

I gulped when I saw that his eyes were still dark as night, however his fangs were gone now. Hitching his brows together, Quillon stared at me. For few seconds he just stared at me and feeling uncomfortable I gulped. However when I was about to pull away, he didn’t let me.

“Let’s get out of here” he muttered and then holding my hand he began dragging me somewhere.

I just let Quillon drag me wherever he wanted. I didn’t pay much attention to my surroundings until Quillon pushed open another door. This was an unused room, which looked like a large party hall and it was lit up by bright blue LED lights placed on the ceiling. There was a wooden dance floor, a bar, and plenty of tables and chairs, but it was empty because there was no one here except for the both of us. The hall had sprung floor on one end and I realized it was being repaired.

“Are you alright?” I asked staring at Quillon’s rigid back.

“That fucker-” Quillon began in anger and I knew he was cursing the culprit. “How dare he enter my club and try that stunt? I am going to slaughter him….” Quillon went on and on for nearly five minutes he kept cursing that guy.

“Did he get arrested?”

“Yes. I will make sure he stays there for a long, long time” he ground out.

“Did you watch him mixing the drug in her drink?”

“No… I” Quillon stopped, took a deep breath and turned to face me. “Yes, I saw him. The drug was deadly one and often used in date rape cases. She could have lost conscious within minutes and he would have done anything with her.”

I inhaled sharply when I heard it. Thank-God! If it weren’t for Quillon something bad might have happened to her.

“She is fine... I mean, she did look a little shocked, but other than that she was fine” I said sitting on a stool, near the bar.

“I know. I asked one of the boys to take her to her home.”

“Something like this happened before?” I asked and Quillon stared at me for a long time before nodding. “Oh My God” I whispered to myself.

“Last year, she was just eighteen. I didn’t know about it until the police approached me. I made stricter rules after that, but still something like this repeats” he slammed his fists on the glass table, causing a wide hole in it.

Since he was standing next to me, I moved closer so that my hand touched his. “It’s all good now” I said and Quillon looked at me. “He got arrested. She is safe. You are kind of a hero” I added and Quillon cocked an eyebrow.

“A hero?” he repeated incredulously. Guess he doesn’t like being a hero.

“Her hero, not mine” I pointed out carefully and Quillon nodded, but he was smirking. Knowing that his wolf almost calmed down, I smiled and looked away, staring at my surroundings. “Your wolf is calmed right?” I asked after sometime.

“No” he replied and I frowned. As I looked, I saw that his eyes were like a blackest night. “The reason my wolf was worked up so much was because he was feeling two things at the same time” Quillon began and I shot him a confused look. “He was furious as well as he was hurt.”

“Hurt?” I repeated unsurely. Why would he be hurt?

“It was your feeling” Quillon said and tensing, I moved my gaze to the floor. I was hurt by Leah’s words that time and I was almost on the verge of crying.

“Darya?” Quillon called but I didn’t look at him. He enclosed a hand around my arm and pulled me towards himself. I growled loudly and Quillon frowned at me. “Explain” he demanded.

“Explain what?” I snapped because recalling Leah’s words angered me.

“Why you were feeling hurt? Did anyone upset you?”

“No” I lied. “I was just missing my family”

“You are lying”

“I am not and now will you please let go of me?”

“No.” I gasped, unprepared for that answer. “Not until you explain” Quillon said smooth as glass when all I wanted to do was hit him, for broaching on the topic that is only going to distress me more.

“I don’t want to talk about it” I hissed.

“Tough” he censured silkily.

“Let me go” I growled, using my other hand to loosen the hold he had on my arm and growling louder in frustration when it tightened.

I didn’t want to talk about it at all. Leah’s words hurt and the more I thought about it, the more it would hurt because whether I liked it or not, what she said was true. But I also blamed myself, because I was the one who refused to join Serene Pack.

“Let go” I imparted through gnashed teeth and my claws were out. Actually, I was angry at Leah and I wanted to dig my claws on her pencil neck.

Quillon didn’t let go. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and watched me. I was losing my temper, up to the point that my growls turned animalistic. Just when I was about to dig my heels on his feet, Quillon let go and it was a miracle I didn’t stumble on my heels.

I scanned my arm, where he had been holding me earlier. Even though it was covered by the sleeves of my lace dress, I could still see that the skin there had turned red.

When I saw that, I growled in anger and glared at him.

“You are really very angry” Quillon stated leaning against the counter and I scowled at him.

“Of course I am angry. Your fingerprints on my arm” I hissed.

“But not at me” Quillon continued as if I haven’t spoken and I blinked. “You, actually your wolf is angry at the person who upset you. Let me guess… Leah?”

What he said, without any doubt, was true. But then, what can I say to him? That I let Leah’s mean, spiteful words get to me? Quillon had already told me that Leah would be a problem only if I let her be the problem.

Besides, both of us are trying in our own weird way. It had only been a week since I joined and I have already moved to his room. So, I guess, it’s a progress… eh?

I compressed my lips to form a thin line and lowered my head.

“Take your wolf back; she is still at the forefront” Quillon said and I scowled at him. I hated it when he ordered me. He narrowed his eyes when he saw my reaction.

I took a deep breath to calm myself but I guess it didn’t help because Quillon shook his head. My wolf was a little restless and she was refusing to calm down. I didn’t understand what her problem is.

“What do you do to calm your wolf?” Quillon queried.

“Take deep breaths”

“That isn’t working for you and it isn’t working for me either” Quillon said and even though I was a little confused by what he said, I didn’t brood over it. “What else?”

My next step is venting it out in nature, but I couldn’t exactly say that to Quillon. Which is why, I said “I dance.”

Quillon was silent for a long time before sighing and saying, “I never tried it but there’s always a first time” Quillon said striding towards the DJ’s booth, where music equipment’s were kept.

I was confused until Quillon pressed a button and the very famous seductive tango music started playing.

“That’s all the music there is” he said walking towards me.

“What are you doing?” I asked, my voice a whisper, while he took my hand and walked ahead.

“Your wolf is furious and she needs to calm down” Quillon stated, “My wolf is furious and he needs to calm down too. If he doesn’t then I might shift and go to the station to kill that fucker. So we are going to dance” with that said he turned to face me.

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