Chapter Seven

Pierce's P.O.V

I wait outside his door for the past three days trying to talk to him and cool down his childish temperament. He wouldn't allow it. Instead of discussing things with me like a grown adult, he instead would send some of his servants to tell me his answer which I found to be quite ridiculous and petty. Why is he so mad at me at something so little? I was nothing but honest with him.

Sometimes you cannot be so honest with certain people, I suppose.

I watch as another one of his attendants walks into his room with a tray full of fruits making me sigh. Another servant comes by and looks at me with sympathy and smiles warmly at me. ". . .Why hasn't he left out his room yet?"

" He has. He just uses a different door."

My eyes fall away from his as I begin to find humor in his face. " Why won't you just go in there and talk to him? I'm sure you must be tired of trying to catch him."

". . .Certain rules must be followed. I cannot enter another's quarters without permission, especially someone of high rank."

" This isn't your pack. Those rules are naught to us."

" They're not naught to me and I still adhere to them," I state stubbornly making him shake his head.

" Enjoy your stay," He says sarcastically and walks away from me. I huff out and slam my fist against the wall. " Damn brat." Why does he cause me to lose my temper so easily?

I get up and stand warily at the door not wanting to go in without full permission. It has been ingrained in me since I was very young to follow pack protocol and now I am on the verge of breaking one of the golden rules of hospitality all because of some brat.

My hand falls on the door handle and with a gentle push I open it and see Cassius' figure under the covers with pillows covering his head. " Go away Marcel. I don't want any fruits, biscuits, or whatever my mother told you to prepare for me. Send it back." He says numbly. I see him shift slightly under the covers as he lets out a moan.

A low guttural sound comes from me as I hear him surprising both myself and him. Mine! My wolf shouts full of irritation and lust. Before I can take another step further Cassius' head pops up and eyes me warily. "I said I didn't want anything else to do with you. Go. Leave this pack."

"I'm not going to leave just because you tell me to." I say evenly as I continue my timely approach to him. "Stop acting like such a child and talk to me."

His eyes narrow in anger. " A child? You think I am acting like a child?" He yells madly. "Get out."

"No."

He puts a pillow back over his head, but I snatch it away and throw it on the floor causing his eyes to widen. No matter how I look at him he is nothing but gorgeous. . .and a brat. I feel my eyes shifting into an icy blue as I stare at him. My knees lean against the bed while I throw off the rest of the pillows surrounding him.

The specks of green in his eyes begin to melt into the dark amber of his iris causing it to become a light honeyed color. My fingers begin to trail through his auburn hair as I pull the blanket from over his head. It's soft and thick betraying its light and thin appearance. " You're such a brat. . ." I say lowly.

"I'm not acting like a brat!" He shouts madly while smacking my hand from the top of his head. "Stop touching me unnecessarily." I feel his foot connect with the outside of my thigh once then twice. "Get off my bed now."

I growl at this causing him to look at me. I grab his leg before he can make an attempt to get any further away from me and start to pull him towards me making him clutch onto the sheets for dear life. That only causes a smirk to appear on my face. "Let go of me!"

"No."

"Now!"

"No."

The sparks come flying towards me in masses making my growl heighten. He grows still. Soon he snaps his head back towards me eyeing me sheepishly. His hair falls in front of his face into a beautiful mess making me want to move it away and just. . ."I can touch you necessarily or unnecessarily how many times I want." I say possessively making his eyes go wide then narrow.

"What gives you the right to say that so confidently?" He says in disbelief. He snatches his leg from my grasp and turns to face me. His eyes are molten, completely honeyed at this point. I feel like melting under his heated gaze. My eyes fall down to his loose shirt draping over him. His naked chest can be seen through the sheer already holding some sweat.

I begin leaning over him not bothering to hold down the cravings and lust I've been having for this man since I first met him. "Pier. . ." His voice is drowns out into a very low sensual moan as my fingers travel under his shirt. As soon as I capture his lips into mine I feel his hands tighten against my sides only causing me to press him further into me.

His lips instantly part allowing me to explore every inch of his mouth. I feel his nails rake down my skin while I pull him closer, until my body slowly begins to press on top of him. Another elicited groan comes from him as I twist my tongue around his coaxing it to dance with mine. In response, his body arches against mine filling the space I've been wanting to fill. Nothing but our clothes kept us from touching completely.

Mine! My canines begin to elongate once his pheromones begins to fill my nose. I quickly break away from him as I feel myself slipping under my wolf's primal desires. His small, lust-filled pants only heightens my instinctive reaction to the smell. Mate. I let out a deep, provocative growl causing him to turn his head away revealing all of his neck to me.

It is a sign of submission and not any kind of submission either. He's giving me permission to mark him as his rightful mate. It's a high honor very few weres are able to experience or ever achieve. I scathe my teeth along his neck allowing me to feel every ounce of his shudder and need for me. He is my mate. There isn't any doubt left in my mind.

I close my eyes and plant a hard, long kiss on his neck making a slight whimper come from him. I suppress my wolf's need to claim him right here and now and back away from him. My eyes are still filled with the need and want to make him mine, but this isn't the way for it to be done.

He looks at me as I back away from him his eyes falling with a mass amount of disappointment and rejection. "Cassius. . ."

"You don't want me, still after realizing what I am to you?" I can hear the hurt and sadness in his voice causing my wolf to whimper. He doesn't like to see my mate so upset.

My mate. I repeat again making a small smile appear on my face. My gorgeous mate. He's more than I could have ever asked for.

I take his chin in my hand and shake my head. "You're my gorgeous mate. . ." I say softly betraying my mind that didn't want to voice this thought aloud. His eyes widen and a subtle blush begins to cover the beautiful features of his face making me question my resolve not to mate him now.

All these feelings I have been feeling were the signs of us being true mates. I just never realized them. He must be so frustrated with me. . .he must have known this entire time.

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Cassius' P.O.V

My heart beat is erratic and the gentleness he is displaying towards me is just too much for me. I move his hand away while letting out a long sigh. "If you don't do it someone else will." I touch my lips absently still feeling the lingering sparks emitting from them. That only causes him to snarl at me, but I ignore him and begin to rub my neck absently. My wolf is more than annoyed that he didn't do as he is supposed to. I can still faintly make out the sharp points of his teeth barely pressing against my skin.

"No one is going to touch you." He says angrily.

"Oh? You want to be all Mr. Possessive now?" I ask teasingly with a hint of sarcasm.

"Why didn't you tell me if you knew?"

I scoff at this. "That's just something you should know!" Trying to shift the blame on me for something he should know. I shake my head.

"I wouldn't know. . .because none of that matters to my pack nor my Alpha. I'm sorry if I. . ."

"Don't apologize to me." I try my best to scoot away from him already getting a hard lump in my throat. He grabs my arm as my eyes begin to glisten.

"We. . .this. . ."

"I'm your mate damn it!"

"And I'm yours. . ." My eyes fall onto the sheets of my bed as he says this.

"My scent would be on you. My mark would be seen by everyone. Right now isn't a good time for this."

I bite down on my lip acknowledging his reasoning but some part of me still isn't willing to accept it. I want him and I want him now. I don't want to wait till later because if I do. . .he'll see me for what I really am.

I look at the confusion on his face as I stare idly at him. "You want me as your mate?"

"Why wouldn't I? You were made for me. . ." Goddess, he really doesn't know anything. I lean closer to him and plant a light kiss on his lips until my wolf begins to crave for more. I lick my lips expectantly as I went in for another kiss, but this time deepening it and taste the citrusy taste of oranges.

His hands wrap around my waist making me want him even more. Nineteen years I have abstained from sex from kissing even. Now that he knows he's every right mine. I can do what I will with him. My hands make their way inside his shirt causing him to moan inside my mouth.

"Yo-" Grimm's voice stops my hands from removing his shirt higher over his head. My lips still lay lazily against his before he turns his head away from me.

"Your. . .-"

"What is it that you want Grimm? Have you heard of a thing called knocking?"

His face looks completely flustered and by the way he keeps diverting eye contact I can tell he will never get used to me being with someone this intimately. I notice Pierce trying to move but I keep him put forcefully exerting just how much power I have over him, both sexually and rank wise. He lets out a low groan as I press my body against his causing me to smirk.

"Yes, your- I mean. . ." He coughs awkwardly and finally gets the nerve to look at me. "There is a meeting. . .that requires your immediate attendance."

I bite down on my lip completely annoyed and hot all at the same time. I'm unbelievably aroused right now and I can feel my arousal pressing against him making me all the more eager to make him mine. He obviously is in need of a physical release just as I am.

"Okay. I'll be there in a few. Go ahead without me." He nods and graciously leaves back out my room in a hurry. I didn't want him in here as much as he didn't want to be in here.I turn my attention back to Pierce but before I can get a good handle on him he maneuvers away and around me until he is back up on his feet and out of my bed. I let out a low growl of disapproval.

Already he is beginning to disobey me.

His eyes fall away from mine as he hears me. "Cassius this-"

"I'll claim you where ever I want, whenever I want. I don't care who sees or smells it. You're mine." I say full of power and possessiveness. One of his feet moves towards me, but he quickly stops himself making me grin. How long are you going to resist me? Now that you are fully aware that you're my mate there is no way you can possibly resist the pull between us.

". . ."

"Pierce. . ."

"I want to make something really clear with-" I cut him off again with a big lustful grin playing on my face. I walk over to him and grab onto his shirt, his scent bouncing off of it and into my nose as a result. It took all of me to hold in my shudder. "I understand the situation completely Pierce."

"If you know then-"

"Just don't mark me and I won't mark you." He blinks at this, probably from the pure simplicity of my thoughts. " I still want you. . .you still want me so. . ."My hands stray down his chest to his groin area but he stops it from reaching its destination.

Just as I am about to complain, the look in his eyes stops me from saying anything more. They're a rare mixture of the blues and greens found in most iris and combined into a beautiful aqua color completely taking my breathe away. "I want to devour you." He says thick with lust causing that shudder I've been trying to stop run through me.

"Every last piece of you." I tuck my head into his chest as I feel my legs getting weak and shaky.

"Then just do it." I breathe out strenuously.

"I have more self-control then you think." He says teasingly in my ear causing me to bite down on my lip. His eyes are still that hazy blue-green color which isn't helping me much. "Whether I mark you or not. . .my scent will be all over you. How would you explain that at your little meeting?"

The taste of blood begins to coat my tongue as I press down harder on my lip with each whispered word. "Patience is a virtue." I look at him crossly and wrestle my way out of his grasp easily.

"I have none to give. I want what I want."

"Being so impulsive isn't so good right now don't you think?" His thumb caresses my punctured bottom lip as he asks.

"Using your power as my mate over me isn't very fair." He adds in towards the end.

"Waiting for you for nineteen years can make you become this way." I look at him with a demurred expression as he smiles warmly at me which only incites my need for him to grow even more.

"In a week I'll be gone. . ."

"Let's make that week worthwhile then."

He looks at me with a wry smile full of amusement causing me to scowl. "What do you think is so funny? Do you find what I'm saying amusing?"

He shakes his head and looks at me again. "You need to get dressed."

"Stop treating me like some horny teenager."

"That's what you are. You're not thinking things through."

I scoff at this and make my way towards my closet ripping off my shirt in the process. Just who the hell does he think he is? He is my mate. He's supposed to satisfy my every want and desire, yet he is doing the complete opposite. He's being nothing but a complete tease. Looking like he had just been chiseled out of stone by the Goddess herself. How can I not want him?

I notice how my thoughts are beginning to jumble together in nothing but lustful thoughts making me sigh out again. I really am incapable of thinking of anything through right now. . . As I reach for one of my long sleeve shirts in the back I could feel his eyes practically boring into my back making me become tense and rigid. By the way the room is beginning to smell I can tell. . .he obviously wants me just as bad.

I quickly button up my white dress shirt and find a black tie hanging loosely from the hanger I put it on. He had his chance. Right now I need to get to that meeting before they start talking about how irresponsible of a leader I am. "Go ahead and leave first. I don't want you touching me right now." My eyes go over and scan down his body shamelessly.

"Your scent will be all on-" Before I can say anything else I feel his hands on the top of my tie straightening it for me. A blush completely consumes my face. He begins to loosen it then tighten it securely around my neck. I can feel his breath on my face causing me to become hot and bothered all over again. My feet try to back away from him, but he just grabs my tie and brings me closer to him till we are literal inches apart from our lips touching.

His eyes meet mine with a very sensual stare making me feel like I've just become putty in his hands all over again. "You're still mine." I hear him growl. If anything he is just as possessive as me. I honestly don't know whether that's a good thing or not.

"I'm still yours." I say through lust-lidded eyes.

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[A/N] Hey guys ^^. Soooo how do you think things are going to develop? As you already know, I never make things too easy. Thanks for the love you're giving this story. It really gives me motivation to continue writing!