I gasp at his promises.
Go get yourself showered. I bet you made a mess.
I throb. A mess is an understatement.
And you didn’t?I respond.
Trust me. Anything you do will make a mess of me.
My heart pounds in my throat as I attempt to push myself up from the bed. I stare down at my cum-stained sheets, and my cheeks immediately start to darken.
Oh, Goddess. What have I done?
I’m never going to be able to look him in the eye again without blushing.
Caleb chuckles as if understanding my sudden embarrassment.We’ll work on that.
I don’t dare respond. I take myself to the bathroom and drench myself in cold water until all I can hear are his low groans echoing around my head. Taunting me. Ordering me. Demanding me.
My forehead rests against the tiles, and I take a breath. One too big for my exhausted lungs.
Don’t be embarrassed. I want nothing more than to see you come undone. This is only the beginning,he says deeply.
And that I’m slightly scared, yet excited for.
When morning rolls around,I drag myself from bed and get dressed before leaving my room. The moment I reach the stairs, Sam emerges, and as soon as he sees me, a devilish smile stretches across his lips.
My eyebrows furrow at his expression. I pause as he reaches the top step, and he looms over me.
“Have some fun last night, did you?” he taunts.
My blood runs cold. Goddess, I definitely wasn’t quiet.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I say with wobbly confidence.
Sam snorts. “I’m pretty sure it went something like,” he clears his throat, “‘Oh, Caleb. Caleb! Caleb!’”
The way he exaggerates my voice has me shuddering.
His laugh bursts through my ears. “Let’s be serious, Evan. Caleb wouldn’t be seen dead with someone like you. Does someone have a crush on the new Alpha?”
I grit my teeth as I stare back at him. “Leave me alone, Sam.”
He laughs again, but it’s patronising. “You’re so fucking weird,” he says as he stares back at me.
I push past him and head downstairs, not wanting to be part of the conversation for a second longer. My entire body shakes with frustration because he has no idea that Caleb was very much there. Inside my head. Telling me what to do.
But I don’t need anyone’s validation. Sam can think all he wants. I know the truth.
27
EVAN
It’s Sunday, and there isn’t much going on at the pack house. Jaxon is out with Kayden, and a few others, leaving us to have some downtime. It’s been a few days since I’ve seen Caleb at the children’s home. He hasn’t been back the rest of the week, but I understand he’s got a pack to run.
“Evan?”
“Huh?” I snap myself out of my thoughts as I stare out of the kitchen window.
