The Runaway Human Queen

Chapter 4

Unknown POV

Another attack!

America had been having Rogue problems. It was odd though. It wasn’t every pack, not even just smaller packs or only ones in a certain region. It seemed to be random packs at random times but all only in the United States.

These packs were not just attacked once though. They were attacked over and over again and at different times with different numbers of rogues.

Are they looking for something? Someone?

Or just to destabilise America? Why just America? What is there in America?

The top werewolf and Lycan strategists were looking at every possibility, even looking up old folk law to see if anything fit. But it seem even they were stumped, not that they were even close to throwing their hands in the air. That is NOT the Lycan and werewolf way.

There is even a new human strategist that has joined the team. He has been the closest to predicting the next attack. One of our strategists nearly lost his life after I found out he had the case of the loose lips to the human after a few too many drinks. Luckily for him the human was a natural and they had come up with some new ideas on the back of some bar napkins that actually worked.

Yeah sounds like some stupid movie plot.

The human was instantly initiated into the team and the strategist was disciplined instead of beheaded.

I just can’t believe another attack. Thankfully they were on alert so only a few were hurt.

I need to see for myself, it was time. I was sick of siting back feeling useless and listening to my father’s bull s**t.

Everything is telling me I need to go there. It’s strange there is this urgency in us telling me that I need to do it now.

Emily POV

There was a knock at my door half way through a movie that I had no idea what was happening in.

“Come in.”

The door opened to a concerned-looking Damien. His eyes softened once he quickly looked me all over, probably confirming no injuries, before he leaned against the door frame and crossed his extremely muscular arms… man they were nice to look at.

“What you doing?” he tried to give me a smile but I could see the slight tension still there.

“Chilling. You?”

He shrugged “I can’t stay for tea but wanted to check on the superwoman Ethan has been talking nonstop about.”

“HA, of course he has. Is he ok?”

“Yeah, he hasn’t stopped talking though. His parents wanted to send their gratitude. They wanted to come themselves but are busy dealing with the… feral wolf attack”

“Was anyone hurt?”

“Only a couple, but they will be fine” his whole demeanour then changed. “Also… there are now some important people coming to town tomorrow afternoon. There will be a party to greet them and then they will be staying a couple of days. I need you to lie low and not go into town if that’s OK.”

Ummmm… none of my business!

“Oh OK. No problems. The garage is OK, I am guessing?”

“Yeah of course. Just make sure mum knows where you’re going.” He nervously scratches the back of his neck, “I should head back. Be safe, OK. I’ll come and visit when I can. Oh, and no taking on any more wolves.” I nearly snorted.

“Will try. See ya”

Not weird at all. Nope!

I need to get out of here!

Maybe this was also a good thing as he will be busy for a couple of days. Then my car will be ready and I can leave before he can ask me out on that date.

Or did I want to see how I was feeling in a few days to see if I wanted to go on a date with him? No, it would be better if I left and just kept in touch.

I could always keep in touch and organise a catch-up if I changed my mind later.

Mary and I just chatted about the weather and everything else other than what had happened over tea. I excused myself early and went back to my room to flick through all the channels as I couldn’t see another movie I wanted to watch.

I ended up on social media seeing what everyone else was up to and caught up with my messages to friends. I finally got tired and called it a night not long after.

The next day I didn’t go check my car, I just chilled and helped Mary clean and cook even though I was told not to many times over. It helped fill the day and I know she secretly loved having me help.

Finally, just after five she got dressed and set off for the party. I had a quiet tea, heated up some food we made earlier, then went up to my room.

Switching through the channels, so many channels! I was going to miss the variety when I left, as most of the places I stayed at, there were only like five channels. I was surprised at the first place I stayed at, as supposedly America had like 50 billion channels from what you always heard.

Flicking through, I finally found Notting Hill. Oh my god I love this movie!

Sitting back to enjoy.

I am all set up with my snacks and drinks so ready for a big exciting night. Yeah, I crack myself up.

I heard a knock at the front door when I was only a couple of minutes in. Mary told me not to answer the door and pretend I wasn’t here if someone came knocking.

She was worried about the important people coming to town but didn’t elaborate… nor did I ask. It was all quite odd… again! But anyway, I don’t care.

My car is nearly ready and I’ll be out of here. Although I really have been enjoying all the eye candy and Damien really is quite sweet.

The pounding on the door kept on going and I kept on ignoring it while sipping my drink and eating my popcorn.

Finally it stopped! It really was getting annoying.

Unfortunately for me though, I then got so engrossed in the movie that I didn’t hear the footsteps coming up the stairs and down the hallway.

Suddenly, the door swung open and the most stunning man I’ve ever seen was standing in the doorway.

The six foot six, or more, Adonis with gorgeous jet black raven hair that is short on the sides and a little bit longer on the top was standing in the doorway. He had piercing blue eyes that seemed to glow from the contrast of his olive skin and soft silky hair.

His black shirt only just seemed to be holding in his muscular physic. His broad shoulders would make any woman swoon, let alone the eight pack you could just imagine barley being contained.

I don’t dare look down as I don’t want to even know what is being packed in those black pants. But yes, my imagination is trying to go there… I bet he is hung and knows how to use it!

What am I saying? He hasn’t even said a word. I’m such a horny hussy.

What is it with everyone around here? They are all f*****g ripped and built like gods! The men are panty wetting ripped and the women are perfect models. I seriously feel so insecure and frumpy. I need to go to a burger king after this and watch normal people like me to feel less self-conscious again.

I saw a woman that looked to be in her 70’s that seriously put me to shame the other day. I feel like I am being body shamed everywhere I go here!

And then this man in front of me seemed to somehow put even them to shame!

His blue eyes pulled me in like magnets and I somehow couldn’t seem to pull away. They are just so deep and mesmerizing that I am pretty sure I've stopped breathing.

He growled something under his breath as his intense gaze held mine. I watch as his intense look changes from what I think is shock… then confusion maybe…. I’m not sure. My eyes at this stage force me to blink, which I didn’t realise I had stopped doing and I finally collect myself.

As my eyes adjust to the fact that there is a world around us, I take him in some more. You can almost smell that he is made of money. I am not good with designers and wouldn’t be able to tell you who probably made his clothes. I just know they are extremely expensive and wouldn’t be surprised if they were more expensive than everything I own. Most likely made and tailored for his sculpted body.

I finally realised I actually hadn’t said anything and was being quite rude... or is he being rude for barging in?

“Hello?” I question more than say.

He smiles the most panty-wetting smile I have only ever seen in magazines or on TV. He slowly walks in, not breaking eye contact.

Once he is a few feet in the room, I then realised he had two men behind him.

Oh crap! Luckily, I was fully dressed in long PJ pants and a loose PJ top with a crop top underneath so my n*****s shouldn’t be showing… shouldn’t, although having a man this hot near me probably has them standing at attention right now wanting to play.

The two other men came closer and hovered in the doorway with shocked looks on their faces. One is a lot more bulky than the Adonis but shorter with dark brown hair and olive skin.

The other one must be his brother as they look very similar. This guy just looks a bit younger and his muscular frame is not as broad.

The supposed brother speaks first as the stunning man is slowly walking to the side of my bed looking around.

“And who do we have here?” his shocked expression turns into a full s**t eating grin.

“Emily and yourselves?” I ask in the most level toned voice I can muster as the Adonis gets closer to me.

“I’m Apollo”, he puts his hand on his chest. “This is my brother Matteo,” he points to the Adonis next to me now, “and this is Max”, he motions to the guy beside him. Max's shocked expression had turned into a serious one, although I could see he had kind eyes. There is nothing menacing about the look, it just seems to be his normal look.

They all nod when their names are called. All still watching me, making me feel uncomfortable now. I really hope my n*****s aren’t at attention!

And should I be worried that I have three strange men in my room?

“Nice to meet you all. Aren’t you supposed to be at the party? You seem to be dressed for it?”

“Why aren’t you there?” The Adonis I now know as Matteo looks at me curiously and it hasn’t been lost on me how he is watching my every movement.

“I’m just a blow in, so thought it best I enjoy a night of movies and snacks.” I don’t want to tell them I wasn’t invited and am supposed to be in hiding.

“So what are you watching?” The Adonis asks and it takes all my self-control to quickly look at him and look away like a normal person would do in this situation.

“Notting Hill.”

“Never seen it. Mind if I sit and join you?’

“Sure if you don’t mind chick-flicks. Rules are no raging out on the story line, cringe-worth content or extremely clique scenes if you want to stay. Oh and no bagging me out for watching and absolutely loving this movie.”

His smile somehow widens even more, showing more perfect white teeth that are blinding and mesmerising. How? Just how?

He puts his hands up in defeat “Of course”, and sits down beside me on the bed as I shuffle over to give him room.

Apollo clears his throat. “Well, since I know I will break all the rules within five seconds, I think there are many ladies waiting for my attention at the party”, he adjusts his shirt sleeves.

“Oh, a player I see. Good luck.”

“Don’t need it but thanks” he winks and I hear a growl from beside me. It was low, but it was definitely a growl!

Apollo’s smile turns into a devilish grin as he looks at Matteo and then back to me, “Lovely to meet you Emily. I look forward to speaking with you tomorrow” and with that he disappears with Max following behind. Max gives me another nod as he disappears down the hall.

“So you like a good love story?” Matteo turns to me and asks with a smirk.

Looking at the screen so I don’t get lost in his eyes, I shrug. “I like a good movie but my favorites are the old Boy Meets Girl and they fall in love against the odds and run off into the sunset. Now shush you agreed to the rules.” I press play on the movie hoping it will distract me from the god sitting a few feet away ON MY BED!

Why aren't I worried about a strange man sitting on the bed with me?

The smile on his face goes back to the full blown, split your face in two smile, not that I am looking directly at him. I learnt quickly it’s a trap and honestly, now he is sitting on the bed next to me, my heart rate has more than doubled.

He makes himself more comfortable with the pillow set up against the headboard and grabs himself a handful of popcorn. I didn’t say anything and tried to concentrate on the movie.

It was so hard to keep my attention on the movie and not on the way out-of-my-league, impossibly gorgeous man on the bed next to me.

I couldn’t help but watch him out of the corner of my eye. He surprisingly seemed to be watching and checking me out most of the time as well. Probably just curious about a stranger like everyone else around here.

Should I call him out on it? Seriously, a guy like that is NOT interested in a woman like me unless he thinks I am an easy lay, which I am not… normally! For him… maybe… yes… no!

I decide to pretend I didn’t notice…. I am not noticing. Seriously! He isn’t even shy about it now! There is no way he can talk his way out of taking me in slowly from my toes all the way up to my hair.

I even see his hand closest to me twitch before he quickly steals some more popcorn. I bet he just wants a drink.

“Did you want me to go grab you a drink?” I said, not turning away from the screen.

His smile grows as he tries to catch my eye “I’m fine. Thank you”

I swear it is taking all of my control not to touch him now, let alone look at him. That kind of heat is more than a magnate. It feels more like gravity. My hand just wants to slowly make its way to his leg, then slowly to… NO NO NO!

Keep your hands to yourself! Hands to yourself you old pervert!

“So what’s next?” He stretches as the movie finished and I automatically look at him. And get lost in his eyes.

FUCK! They are just so deep and practically perfect in every way. I wonder what he would feel like… taste like… NO STOP! I drag my eye away and his smile is huge again. With those lips. I wonder if he is a biter. NO!

“Shouldn’t you be heading back to the party? That’s why you are here, right?”

He just smiles at me and grabs the remote out of my hand. Electrical currents shoot up my fingers where he touches. A gasp leaves my mouth and I pull my hand away quickly.

“How about an action film or something but no horrors or zombies or you lose the remote and will be kicked straight out on that tight ass of yours” I quickly say.

“You been thinking about my ass?” he smiles again as I screamed at myself not to look at the eclipse of a smile with those perfect lips….

I playfully rolled my eyes. “So any suggestions on the movie?” I ignored the question and stared at the TV pretending to get comfortable again.

He turns to the TV, then seems to be almost frozen except for the scowl that slowly appears on his face. I turned to see his bright eyes were glazed over now. I almost wanted to wave my hand in front of his face. The scowl quickly disappears behind a smile as he turns to me and hands me the remote.

“Unfortunately, you’re probably right. I should return to the party and it’s getting late so I don’t want to keep you up. How long are you in town?”

“Depends on how long my car is in the shop. How long are you in town?”

I am trying really hard to act natural and not desperate to see if I will see him again.

“Why do you want to see me again? Well, if you insist, I will come see you tomorrow,” he says playfully, then grabs my hand from my lap and brushed his lips across my knuckles gently. The electrical current started as soon as he touched me again, but when his lips touched my knuckles… an intense burning sensation started down in my very very neglected lady parts. I took in a quick deep breath trying not to gasp again or moan.

His smile was now bigger than a Cheshire cat that had just cornered a plump juicy mouse. “Until tomorrow” he winked and strode out the door.

What the hell was that!?!?! I mean I have been very attracted to men at first sight and felt hot by a man’s touch, but nothing like that before!

My brain was still processing everything so I just chose a light comedy movie. I have no idea the name or what is happening as I am still processing the last hour. Convincing myself that he just has high energy levels and is a big player that knows how to make a woman melt. Yep that's it!

I finally decide it's time to clean up and get some sleep, even though my very over-active imagination is trying to take over! I am that s*x-deprived now that my mind makes s**t up about an attractive man that for some reason stormed into my room. Why?

I will ask him tomorrow.

There would be a very logical explanation as to why he just showed up with his brother and Max. They all seemed nice but there is still no reason for this suddenly appearing.

Actually, they are probably just friends of Damien and his mum. Yes, that’s it! They mustn’t have seen them at the party and came looking for them!

Having finally figured it out, well, I believe I have anyway, with my book-loving, over-active imagination, I took everything downstairs, cleaned up and got ready for bed.

You know Matteo is a gorgeous name and suits his dark hair and olive skin. I am sure it’s a Greek name.

I will definitely look that up tomorrow, was my last thought as I finally fell asleep.