KAYLA POINT OF VIEW

"Just say the word kay?" he repeated.

I looked down at him contemplating whether I really want this, whether I really want my first time rushed, desperate, in a chaotic moment.

"Tell me to stop Kayla.... and I will." he said, about to leave but I held him down.

Amy kept whining, "Let him do this Kayla, you and I want this."

"I don't want this," I replied to her.

Amy snarled loudly, "Stop lying, Kayla. I can feel your body burning for him. You want this as much as I do." She said, but I shut her up immediately.

I hated how true Amy’s words is. My body betrayed me, trembling under his touch, craving more, while my heart screamed that this wasn’t right. I didn’t even know if I loved him, or if I was just desperate not to feel alone.

I stared back at Dante, who was also staring deeply at me. His eyes darkened, but not with anger, more like he was fighting himself. Fighting the urge to take what I wasn’t sure I was ready to give.

Dante’s hand flexed against my waist, his green veins popping out, as he held me firmly. He leaned closer, his lips grazing my temple. "Say the word, Kayla… and I swear I will stop."

"Don't stop!" I said quickly, covering my face so as to hide my redden cheek. He quickly brought his hand to my face stopping me.

"Don't hide your face from me," he said softly, placing feathers kisses all over my face. "I want to see your face while I do anything with you. I want your beautiful eyes on me."

I nodding briefly, carefully retracting my hands from my face. "Hmm," he let out a groan of approval.

Without further notice, he pulled down my panties with a drag. I unconsciously brought my hand down covering myself quickly, feeling too exposed, too bare under his gaze. My heart was beating loudly in my chest.

Dante’s hand came over mine, firmly but gently, lowering it slowly. "Don’t hide from me, Kayla," he whispered, his eyes locked on mine with a heat that sent shivers down my spine. "Every part of you belongs to me. You’re mine… and I’ll worship you like it."

I swallowed hard, my throat dry, my legs were shaking. The way he looked at me, it wasn’t just lust. It was possession, adoration, hunger, all tangled into one. And it terrified me how much I wanted it too.

He press his lips against my inner thigh, placing light feather kiss on me first, before going harder, leaving trails of wet kisses across my skin, making me shiver at the strange feeling that envelope me. My breath hitched, my nails digging into the sheets as he worked his way higher, closer to where I ached for him most.

"Dante…" I whispered, half in warning, half in need.

He glanced up at me, his mouth hovering just inches away from the place that throbbed for him. His dark eyes searched mine, as if asking one last time, if I really wanted it.

His hot breath fanned my opening, making my whole body tense. My wolf howled inside me, clawing for more, while my human side still hesitated, still feared what this would mean.

Without further notice he shove his tongue into my opening, which made me moan both in pain and pleasure. I cried out arching my back on the bed.

"Dante…" I moaned, clutching at his hair, pushing him closer instead of away. My wolf purred with satisfaction, urging me to give in, while my human side was also enjoying the sensation that comes with this, unable to think, unable to resist.

His hands gripped my thighs firmly, spreading me wider for him as he tasted me, devouring me like I was his last meal, his mouth was filled with my juice. He kept flicking his tongue through my clitoris, making me roll my eyes. This felt so heavenly, every moan that slipped past my lips only made him groan deeper. I kept on arching for him, suppressing the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes. I looked down at him, and damn seeing him on his knees eating me out made my wolf purr.

I bit my lip, trying to muffle my moan, but it was useless. "Please…" I breath out, not even knowing what I was begging for anymore.

Dante pulled back slightly, his mouth wet with my juice all over his lips, his eyes were filled with hunger as they met mine. "You taste like heaven, Kayla," he rasped, his voice thick and filled with desire. "And I swear, I’ll never get enough of you."

"Promise me that only I alone get to have a taste of this? Promise me that no one would see you in this stayed except me?"

I just nodded unable to find my voice.

He was about to lower his head again, ready to continue, when...

BANG! BANG! BANG!

We heard a very loud knock against the door, so hard the whole room seemed to vibrate.

I froze instantly, my entire body going rigid under him. My eyes shot to the door in panic, my heart slamming against my ribs.

Dante cursed under his breath, his jaw tightening as he pulled his lips away from me. His breathing was ragged, his chest heaving up and down, he was as frustrated as I am. He wiped his lip with his left hand, licking my juice off the hand.

I hurriedly pulled the duvet up to cover my nakedness from whoever is at door.

Another loud bang echoed throughout the room, followed by a sharp voice that made my blood run cold.

"Dante! Open this damn door... NOW!"

My eyes widened, fear replacing every single trace of horniness in me. I knew that voice, I recognises it from anywhere.

It was Zuko.

ZUKO POINT OF VIEW.

Ever since Dante dragged Kayla out of that cell, I haven't been able to look at her. The picture of her unconscious body, her skin turning green from the silver… won’t leave my head. Every time I close my eyes, that’s what keeps replaying in my mind.

She's my mate, and I left her there, to suffer, I left her to die. I'm such a coward.

Instead of going to her, I kept asking around like a fool. Asking the healer if she was breathing, or asking guards if she was awake. I always check on her from a distance. But, I couldn't bring myself to face her, not when I was the reason she almost died, and I'm sure she wouldn't also want to see my face.

My wolf hasn’t stopped howling since, he keeps urging me to go see our mate, but I just can't.

I was still pacing the hall, debating if I should go see her or not. I finally muster up the courage to see her. "*If she doesn't want to see me I would go immediately.*" I said, to myself trying to calm my racing heart.

I was about to go, when one of the guards rushed into my office without knocking, panting hard. While cutting short my thought.

"Alpha, rogues. They've breached the border."

My jaw clenched. For a second, my anger wasn’t even at the rogues, it was at myself. My first thought was Kayla. Whether she safe? Whether Dante was keeping her safe?

The thought of her alone with him made my blood boil.

I didn't wait for details. I went out of my office, heading to Dante room, he is the only one who can help me now.

Just as I was walking to his room I began to perceive both a strange and intoxicating smell. I recognise the intoxicating smell to be that of Kayla. But, firstly what the fuck was she doing in Dante's room. Secondly, the strange smell was the smell of sex because the smell alone made my wolf go feral. I hope it wasn't what I'm thinking.

I hastened my step, working faster to the direction of his room. BANG! BANG! BANG! I knocked on his door angrily.

"Dante! Open this damn door… NOW!" I roared, my fists shaking as I slammed them against the door.

The door creaked open after what felt like an eternity, and there he was Dante. His hair was messy, his lips swollen, his chest rising and falling like he had been.... I couldn't bring myself to complete it.

My eyes shifted past him before I could stop myself. And then I saw her.

Kayla.

Her flushed cheeks, her swollen lips. The duvet pulled up around her small body.

My vision blurred, my eyes turned bloodshot red. My wolf slammed against my chest, demanding I tear Dante apart where he stood.

"What…" My voice was low, dangerously low, almost breaking. "The hell did you do?"

Dante stiffened, standing tall, not caring, ready for the fight he knew was coming.

And Kayla, her wide eyes moved between us, her lips parting as if she wanted to speak…

But the words never came.

Before I could react, a deafening howl filled the whole pack, shaking the walls around us.

The rogues were here.