Chapter 20 ∣  It's Lust Sweetie, Not Love

-Eris

Oh boy...damn my seductive powers creating a magnetic pull that resembled a mate pull. He hasn't met his mate yet...but I know who he is. I saw him when I entered his subconscious, taking a glimpse into his soul and thus connecting to his soulmate.

If I ever get out of here alive...I promise to take you to him.

You've been so kind to me since we first met, saving my life. Now, I'm sorry that I'm about to take advantage of you...

"You asked me why I didn't reveal you to Declan..." Hendrix's voice was husky, bring his face closer to mine, "I didn't want to see him execute you right then and there...I wanted to have the chance to hopefully set you free."

"B-but why?" I whispered, my voice cracking as another wave of pain rolled through me.

Hendrix growled, "You're my mate-."

"Hendrix, no I'm n-."

I was silenced, surprised and shocked by the warmth of his lips claiming mine.

Fuck it...please forgive me...

Kissing him back sent a shudder through his body, his hand gently cupping my cheek his breathing coming in shorter breaths. The pain in my back rendered to a dull throb, Hendrix's kiss becoming more demanding and making me lose my connection to my mortal body, ignoring the torment and torture it had just been put through.

His tongue invaded my mouth, pushing past my lips as his tongue rolled against mine. A soft moan escaped my lips while my skin began to heat, electricity sparking the top of my skin. This only encouraged him, slowly moving onto the small "bed" as he laid on his side. My back touched the sheet stinging briefly, as the pain was taken away when Hendrix's hand left my cheek, running down the side of my arm, down the curve of my waist.

Damn it!

My breath hitched in my throat when his hand glided back up my bare stomach, my arms no longer shielding my breasts. Instead, my arms wrapped around Hendrix's neck, pulling him closer as I felt his lust and need growing deeper. I wanted to take his energy then, but I needed him completely heightened, otherwise I wouldn't have any energy left over after I healed my wounds.

His right hand cupped my left breast, my sharp intake of breath emboldened him and only assured him that this was okay. My hardened nipples stood out from my breasts, a mixture of the cool room and Hendrix's touches, causing me to melt into him. His lips left mine, trailing down my jaw, down the front of my neck which made me arch towards him.

My cry of pleasure was muffled, Hendrix having encased one of my taut nipples into his mouth, his hand covering my mouth. I really couldn't control the wetness that started to drip from my core, clenching my thighs together when I felt his erection in the side of my hip.

Let him have sex with you, steal his soul, stop being afraid of what you really are.

That voice inside my head had me weighing my options, but I could never forgive myself for doing that...not just the stealing his whole soul part...but I wanted Maverick.

No.

I fought against my inner demon.

It's not rape this time, you'll enjoy it.

The fuck you know, bounce bitch.

I felt Hendrix's lips release my nipple, his tongue licking and nipping at my soft spot between my collarbone and neck.

Oh hell no...I don't need another fucking mark and he'll regret his actions.

I whimpered, Hendrix stopping his actions as he whispered, "Are you okay?"

My turn.

"I want top," I breathed out.

Hendrix growled his response before chuckling, "You don't know how werewolf relationships work, now do you?"

I'm sure just like one with a vampire, you dominating pricks.

"My back..." I attacked the part of him that held concern for me, and I saw it flash in his eyes, understanding.

Lifting me up gently, Hendrix laid down on the small "bed", as I straddled him. He nodded and replied, "This one time."

Yup, it'll only be one-time sweetie. I'm so sorry for manipulating you...

No, you're not.

Fuck off.

I leaned down, my lips crashing onto his as we continued our heated kiss. His hands ran up and down my thighs, his fingertips pressed tightly into my jeans, wishing there was nothing between him and I. It wouldn't last that much longer for him, his need rising to the surface, my hand sliding underneath the back of his head, gripping his hair. He groaned against my lips, his hands coming to rest on my hips. That's when the opportunity presented itself, that overpowering aura emanating from him as his wolf wanted to take over. That energy alone was enough for me to lose it.

While I pulled my lips away from his, cerulean and white wisps of his pure energy traveled from him and began to flow into me. I continued my hold on his desires, projecting the love and affection his own mate would share with him one day...but that wasn't today.

Hendrix attempted to lift his head up, his hands barely pushing me as he settled back down, his eyes closing as he enjoyed relinquishing his energy to me. His mind ran wild with lust and desire, taking him to a world which I created just for him, causing him to abandon his wolf's strength and awareness, turning away from the danger lurking outside of their body.

My skin where the wounds had been inflicted began to close together, the pain leaving my body and replaced with a warmth that made me wish I really could stay here with Hendrix. The scars would linger, but at least I wasn't bleeding anymore. As I glimpsed his pure white soul surfacing, I dropped my connection, my lips sealing shut as he sighed deeply, happily...feeling an overwhelming bliss that only came from having energy drained by a sex demon.

I rolled my shoulders and to my delight, I wasn't hindered by any sudden agony.

Placing a soft kiss on Hendrix's forehead, I pulled away whispering, "I'm so sorry...I hope you can forgive me...you're one of the only friend's I've ever had."

I shifted off him, gazing down at his sleeping form before removing his dark brown shirt. I slipped my arms into it and pushed it over my head. It fell to my mid thighs, finally having coverage once again.

Stepping outside the prison cell, I turned my attention to the wall of weapons, quickly running toward the one that had caused me so much pain in my past and now in the present. I grabbed the coiled dark leather whip from the wall.

I may not have enough strength to use it...but I do.

After all, that's how Prince Kalyn fell...

A thought suddenly struck me, my eyes flashing onto a dagger hanging on the wall. Taking it into my right hand, I carried the whip with my left, making my way back to the cell. Kneeling a few feet away from Hendrix, I began etching into the dirt ground with the blade, taking care so that he would notice it when he woke. If I couldn't take him to his mate, in case things went south, at least he would know his name. I knew there were many obstacles that got in the way of beings finding their soulmates, so if I could help in any way after the kindness, he had shown me, I would gladly give him a head start.

Standing up and gripping the dagger tightly, I smiled, leaving behind the name: Rainier.

I made my way out of the cell, standing at the bottom flight of stairs. Taking in a deep breath, I lifted the back of Hendrix's shirt, slipping the dagger down through one of my jean loops. After concealing the weapon, I shifted the coiled whip into my right hand, slowly ascending the stairs to the top level.

I could usually pinpoint individual energies, but it seemed as though with each of Declan's pack members running wild, entering and exiting the pack house at different intervals they were blending. Why are they so on edge?

That's right...Tristan said Maverick entered the forest. Can you find me?

With them shifting into wolf form and then back again, the energies swirling around as if they were placed into a whirlpool.

They're going to either hear or smell me...

Hold the fucking phone.

Yes, they'll smell me and with that little display down in the basement, and now wearing Hendrix's shirt, his scent should mask me...hopefully...maybe...probably? Shit, it was a better chance than I had before.

My left hand reached for the door handle and much to my surprise, it was unlocked. Guess they never figured I'd get out of the cage, let alone strong enough to make it up the stairs. Go figure.

I opened the door outwards slowly, peering around the corner to see a living room...which appeared to be currently unoccupied. Moving out of the basement and closing the door quietly behind me, I still hadn't drawn any unwanted attention. I quietly entered the living room, weaving around the couches and slowly making my way to the front door.

It's going to be this easy.

As I reached my hand out for the door, it began to rattle open.

Ha! Or not...

I dashed towards the stairs, ducking down behind one of the planters with a small indoor tree growing in it. Three men came through the door, heading directly for the room which branched off and away from myself and the living room. There were many doors opening and closing, probably on high alert with the possibility of a rogue vampire about to come near their home.

I'm not getting anywhere on this level.

I crouched, glancing up towards the second story of the house. Urging myself to move, I took the stairs two at a time, coming to the top landing and looking from my left to my right. It appeared quieter on this level, probably hiding away wolves that were either too weak, too old or pups from the vicious vampire...if he ever managed to break through their defense.

With my back to the wall, I stepped sideways down the corridor, placing my left hand behind me as I tried each door, most of them were locked. Finally, one of the handles jiggled and the door pushed inwards slowly. Shifting forwards, my eyes scanned to the left and immediately noticed a window.

Escape.

If I had just glanced in the opposite direction just once, I would have been more prepared for the energy that radiated from the desk. Lifting his eyes from the desktop and what appeared to be a map, Declan growled, "How the hell did you get in here?"

Can I outrun him?

The thought crossed my mind briefly before I dashed towards the other side of the room, nearing the window only to be knocked off my feet and tackled to the ground. The whip flew from my hand, sliding under a nearby chair.

Guess that answers my question.

He searched me, not quite sure about a lot of things, "Why are you wearing Hendrix's shirt? Why do you smell like him?"

The realization hit him that his Beta had been the cause of my escape, the anger in his eyes filling and about to lash out. No, Hendrix will not be blamed for what I did. The energy that I had taken from Hendrix's wolf was now about to aid me, throwing Declan off guard at the sudden force I used to toss him off me.

My eyes altered to their stunning electric blue, Declan's own darkening as he lifted himself onto his elbows. He narrowed his eyes and questioned, "What are you?"

"You're about to find out," the electricity sparked my skin, "Let's just see how powerful you actually are, Alpha."

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