Luna Scarlet

Lick Her Skin

Luther

You can never escape from me, Wagner! I grit my teeth and turn around only to bump into my sister. I get annoyed when she keeps saying the same thing over and over. 

She holds my hands and pleads me bringing tears in her eyes, "Will you join the dance class with me then? You take your time. There has no hurry. We still have two days, brother. Please don't say no to me. Please!"  

Glaring at her, I push her away from me. "Get back to your class, Leena. I won't repeat it to you for the second time," 

I walk out of the gym and make my way to the exit to the backside of the academy. 

She can't go far from this academy. After all, she is not a werewolf. I will catch up with her for sure, and the time I will come in my grasp, I will teach her a lesson that she will never forget, not at least in this lifetime. 

Coming to the ground, I stop in my place to see Pearce running toward me with Harvey. 

Pearce looks tense. "Why haven't you said anything when we mind-linked you a while ago?" 

"Do you need help with something?" 

I refuse to explain it to him. My expression changes as I open the link and hear the commotion on another side. 

Harvey pat Pearce's back, urges me, "Come with us, Luther. The patroller informs us they have seen a group of rogues in the territory. They all break into the wood, and we need to hurry up to catch them right now,"

Hair on my neck rises. My wolf growls out, 'Mate is in danger,' That's all it takes my wolf to take control, and we take off running to the wood. Following her smell, we run further and deeper in the wood. She is close, yet it feels like she is far away from me. My paws stumble on rocks and grass shreds. It bleeds, but I don't feel any pain from it. 

Pearce, Harvey, and our pack wolves are running after me in the distance. All of them are going for rogues, but I am going for that little troublemaker. Why does she have to sneak out of the academy? It is not like she will never come back here to continue her studies. Then why the hell does she think it will be a good idea to leave like that? 

She is not a wolf. She can't do magic. What will happen if the rogues catch her and leave our territory? 

My heart drops in the pit of my stomach. I give out a dangerous growl and start running faster than before. 

She better fight. No, I won't let anything happen to her. It isn't because of the bond we have. I am doing this because only I have the right to hurt her and no one else's. She is going to pay for thinking of running away from me. 

Archer, our eldest brother, mind link me. "Luther, how far are you from the tower-house gel?" 

I gaze over the area, inform him stiffly, "Will reach there within four thirty-nine seconds, exact," 

"Be careful." He warns me. "If one of them hears you, you won't get a chance to reach the border," 

"Don't worry. It won't happen," I bare my teeth and glare at the grey tower that is coming into my view. I slow down and turn my head to my back, gesturing the wolves behind me to do the same. Wagner has already made me worried. I don't think I can handle it if the Vampires come after us assuming we are circling their land with an intention. 

Zachary Black, the principal of Ocean Dawn Academy, is a kind man. 

After losing his mate at a very young age, he pledges to fulfill his mate's wish, a wish to build a home for abandons. Since then till his age hundreds and seven something, he keeps taking abandoned werewolves and some special supernaturals who has been treating pathetically or the kind of case Wagner dealing with who is a species with null supernatural power. His expression is enough to know he has faith in her even when he shouldn't. 

Our territory is a few feet distance from the vampire's tower house. My eyes darken, seeing rogues lying dead on the ground. Some of them look unconscious, and the rest are in our patrolling wolves' hold. 

"It looks like someone has killed them before us," 

One of the wolves' minds links us, saying, "Those, who were unconscious before, now can't remember the person, who comes and kills them. There has a possibility that vampires get them before us, but they all are saying the same thing that they have seen a girl who cast a spell or something on them and leave after taking one of their women with her. They also said they didn't come for an attack. The only thing they want is to get her back and leave," 

Pearce and I beat them and ask them again, but their answer remains the same. When I ask the rogues about that girl's appearance, he tells us that she is in a hoodie and has a pair of boots on. It can't be her. She runs in empty hands, and she has white sneakers on her. I ask them again if they have seen anyone there, they say they didn't.

I can no longer stand there after hearing that. 

Ignoring their call, I start running around the wood. I know some of the wolves are following me. They have tried to mind-link me, but I block my mind. I need to find her anyhow. My wolf is getting restless. Her smell is fading gradually. I run elsewhere, circle the wood twice, but she is nowhere. They say a rogue is still in our territory. I sniff the air, hoping to find a lead, but no matter what, I can't get any smell there and Wagner's as well. 

Is it possible for her to go back to the academy for her belongings? Lyon's question makes me halt halfway through our academy. My eyes flicker. He can be right. Yes, she must have returned fearing of losing herself in the wood. 

I dig my nails on the ground and take off running my way to the academy. 

After crossing a few miles from there, I get a sweet scent of peaches and caramel in the air. It reminds me of my favorite dessert that Harvey cooks for me when he is home. My wolf screams out in excitement, "Mate, mate, mate. Our mate is here!" I bear with his squealing and run inside the academy in my wolf form. 

As she comes to our sights, my wolf takes control and he pounces on her before she gets a chance to escape from us. 

"Ahhh!" She screams and tries to stand and run, my wild-eyed black wolf press his paw on her chest and pin her down on the ground. She struggles and begins screaming, "Let go, let go. Help! I am not tasty. Please don't eat me,"    

My wolf winces, but he has no intention to let her go like that. 

All color drains from her face. She looks up and her hazel-blue eyes meet with my yellow eyes in horror. Her body is shaking like a leaf. Cold sweat breaks in her forehead in dread. She can't help turn her gaze to another side, only to stop to hear a growl rumbles on my chest. Her eyes widen when I lower my head to her till my nose touches her neck!

Is it going to kill me? 

My chest rumble with a chuckle to hear her mind. My wolf sticks his tongue out and licks her neck. 

The poor girl under my huge form cries out, "Ahhhhh! Nooooo!!!!!!!!!! Zudyyyyyy! I will kill you,"

My eyes turn pitch black. Is she taking that bastard's name with whom she mated behind me? 

The thought is enough to make my blood boil in anger. But I keep my cool then. 

My gaze narrows on her to hear her pleading to others while throwing punches at me, "Sir, brother, please help me! I don't want to die here. Please. That meanie is after my life," Meanie! Is she calling me meanie? 

Ignoring her cries, I stare at her swan-like neck blankly. 

Her complexion is milky white. It makes me want to leave my mark on her skin, yet I can't do that. I don't want her as my mate. Yes, I still don't. I am controlling my wolf now. I can't allow him to be in control more than he should. 

I press my body on her and lick her face. Her skin is smooth and delicious under the tip of my tongue. I sniff her hair, thinking how it would be to sink my teeth there on her neck and forcefully mate her?