I shower in the locker room, and am headed to Dean’s room for my first weekend here, when Coal pops out of the shadows in the empty hall.
“Dean gets you this weekend, but don’t forget who you belong to, flower.” The ice in his voice sends chills running through my body, but I shake it off. Dean and Matteo promised I could spend the weekend in my dorm, sleeping and resting after the rather stressful week.
“Who do I belong to, Coal?” I whisper, as he steps into my body like he belongs here.
“Don’t push me, flower. You won’t like the consequences.” His growl is all bluff, as he storms off away from me. I’m left panting and wondering what the actual fuck is wrong with the Wolf.
Jessica hasn’t tried to fucking kill me again, and I think that has a lot to do with Coal ignoring me. She still sneers at me every chance she gets, though. As far as I can tell, Coal doesn’t really pay her any attention when I’m not around, either. I don’t get why all of her fury is aimed at me. Coal is the one rejecting her…
But all good things must come to an end.
Monday morning is here much too quickly, but I reluctantly get up and get ready for a day of serving Coal. Maybe he’s found someone else to entertain him. Fingers crossed…
“Hey,” Matteo scares the bejesus out of me when I step out of the Human dorms, before pulling me aside. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.”
“It’s fine, what are you doing all the way out here, though?” I ask, looking around. A few Humans give us curious looks, but none of them say anything. Hopefullythey don’t say anything to their masters either. Neither of us needs Coal hearing about this.
“I don’t know what happened, but I know Coal saw his father this weekend, and he’s in a foul fucking mood. So just be careful today, okay?” Matteo pulls me in for a quick hug as I mentally prepare myself for a long day.
Delilah
Matteo has me walk to class before him, since we can’t walk together, and I debate how severe my punishment would be if I skipped the whole day. I tug at my chokers, annoyed that they’re still uncomfortable.
As I walk into class, I’m distracted, so I don’t notice Coal is already there until his grip is around my neck.
“Did you enjoy your weekend?” Coal snaps, and then tilts his head. “Why do you smell like my friend?” Coal whispers into my ear, his grip tightening.
“Because she got in my way, so I put her in her place. Is that a fucking problem?” Matteo answers Coal for me, and my eyes widen. He sounds so unlike the man I’ve gotten to know over the last week. This isn't the real him. This is the front he puts up for Coal.
Coal turns his ice-cold blue eyes on Matteo, not releasing his grip on my throat.
“No, unless you’re trying to fuck what’s mine?” Coal raises a sandy eyebrow at Matteo, and my cheeks burn with embarrassment. Fucking Coal.
Matteo laughs and brushes past me. He runs his fingers across the small of my back, leaving a trail of fire. My senses ignite. I’m standing so close to Coal because of the aggressive way he grabbed me which means his cinnamon scent is surrounding me, causing my head to feel fuzzy. I know Wolves release pheromones that attract female Wolves, but they would have no effect on me. So why is his spicy scent so alluring? All of their scents…Stupid heart, we just talked about this… or is it my lady bits again? Fucking hell.
Class is about to start, so the room is filled with other students.
I swallow hard, trying to force the fire Matteo sparked with his secret touch to die out. It’s too late, though. Coal must scent my arousal because his nostrils flare, and his blue eyes brighten, letting me know his Wolf is very much aware of the dampness between my legs.
Damn hussy.I scold myself. AGAIN!
I can’t lie, having Coal’s hand around my throat tight enough to restrict blood flow, but not tight enough to do damage, has fucked with my head. I crave his painful caress. I try to step away from Coal, but he stops me, reaching his other arm behind my back and pulls me flush against his body. When he buries his face in my neck, I tilt my head, giving him better access because I’m a lunatic. It’s a sign of submission for Wolves, but as a Human, I don’t need to submit. He can just take what he wants from me. Matteo is watching and fuck only knows what he’s thinking right now.
He warned me to stay on Coal’s good side today, but I don’t think this is what he meant.
Coal growls in approval and starts to drag me out of the classroom. Like a puppet on a string, I let him without so much as a protest.
He releases my neck and keeps me close to his side, pulling me down the hall toward a back door. This is probably another mistake, but I don’t try to stop him. This is just physical. I’m just giving into his touch, so I don’t have to feel the pain in my heart. Just for a moment.
He tugs me out the door, and I take a ragged breath.
“Wait…” I say breathlessly, but he doesn’t listen. He never does.
As soon as we move around the corner, he pushes me against the brick wall and moves his left leg between my thighs. I’m pinned between him and the wall, and I don’t know if I want to fight him, or if I just think that’s what I should want. Or maybe I have no idea what I want at all anymore.
Am I using Coal, like he’s using me?
“I want to taste you, flower. Fuck, I want to devour that delicious heat between your thighs.” His words make me gasp, and he moves his hand to my thigh, trailing it up slowly. I look down to watch his movements as his rough fingers lift my skirt. With his other hand, he reaches up and grips my chin, forcing me to look into his lust filled eyes. If we were around the pack, that would be considered a challenge, but because we’re alone, it's so fucking intimate.
