Lucas POV

End Freshman year:

I walked in the room smelling something intoxicating. It smelt of sweet honey and cinnamon . As fast as it came it left. As my wolf was whining, I found myself craving the wonderful scent.

Present day:

I walk in the class and smell the familiar scent that I had been dying to find. I've been smelling it every now and then but it would always go away, leaving me feeling depressed and moody as my heart broke everytime I lost the sweet scent. It's weird because after the bell rung I could still smell it.

Ignoring the teachers lecture, I search the class and my eyes land on her. She was wearing a tight black tank and some fitting jeans that emphasized her curves. She had her head down most of the time unless the teacher would call on her to answer a question. I watch her as she quickly wrote the notes on the board. I tried not to growl when she would carelessly bit her sexy bottom lip. She had to have felt my gaze when her brows knit together, then scanned the class until her eyes landed on me. We held our gazes for a while. I was gripping the desk and hopping my leg, trying not to jump up and claim her as mine. She was tourturing me when she licked those lips again. I had to quickly turn away from the tempting vixen, trying to control my wolf from going off as I feel my canines growing.

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I walk in the hall and bump into someone with a dark cloud hanging over me. My wolf and I have been on edge all day, addicted to that lovely scent of that mate. I'm about to snap at them until I inhale the intoxicating scent surrounding me. Looking down, I'm met with a full head of curly hair in a ponytail ... I hear her calming voice mutter a sorry as I quickly bend down to grab her notebook for her. We bump heads and I grunt, causing her to snap her beautiful brown doe eyes to me. She has shock swarming in them but I don't miss that hint of lust. The mate bond is already working on her, causing my wolf to howl in satisfaction in my head. Her face gets red and I just stand there taking in all her gorgeous features as she gets her notebook. She mutters sorry and walks around me. My wolf whines and is itching to be near her, but I just stare at her retreating form. I'm like a love struck puppy and I haven't even met the girl yet...

•••

I sit in front of my temping mate with her tight shorts exposing her smooth, brown legs.

"Cool. But why are you telling me this and what did you mean by the term 'mate' when you talked about your parents?" She her angelic voice rang in my ears as I tried to concentrate on the words she spoke. My wolf wakes up when she says mate. He's stirring, yearning to claim her as ours. Just the thought of us tied to one another made me smirk.

"Well that's where you come in Jaz. Ever since freshmen year, I started smelling a wonderful smell, then recently I finally saw you. I remember you used to stare at me sometimes but my wolf didn't come until the end of the year and that's when I finally started smelling the smell. You wanna know what the first thing I noticed when I saw you? Your lips. I wanted to grab your face and kiss and bite your lips so badly....so plump and soft." I found myself staring at said lips. My wolf stirred even more and I'm sure my eyes are turning lighter by the second. She finally licks them and I close eyes, feeling like I'm loosing control. "-and then when you lick them, that cute pink tongue-I wanna taste it so badly." I finally meet her eyes and she gasps, probably because my eyes were yellow. I ignore it as my wolf fills pictures of my hands roaming every inch of her tempting body in my head. "And your body didn't help at all." My wolf is practically on the surface since his voice is naturally deep and husky. I inhale and I smelt her sweet essence getting stronger. I closed my eyes as a low growl emits from my chest. Her arousal smells so good. I project this, feeling my canines growing on instinct. I close my eyes and try to take control. My name sounds like honey coming from her, causing me to growl. She's not making this easy for me.

"My wolf wants to claim you right now, on this couch." I said mostly to myself when she asked me a question. When I feel her arm go on my bare shoulder I loose it. In seconds I'm on top of her and inhaling into the crook of her neck. Cinnamon and honey, mixed with her sweet arousal. Her body is begging to be marked all over. I growl and plant open mouthed kisses on her neck wanting to taste her skin. I continue until her soft hands travel lower to my erection, making me tense up beneath her fingers. My canines strained against my gums as I fought to mark the sweet spot I found on her neck.

Just as they scraped the delicate flesh, I growl and using the only resilience I had left and my wolf speed to run out the room and go upstairs to my own. I take a long, cold shower and took car of my erection, trying to calm myself and my horny howling wolf down. Before I realize it a loud howl escapes my lips, remembering the desire in our mates eyes before I left her.

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