Their Little Wolf

Chapter Five

I woke up at dawn, finding Heath had gone; I assumed it was for Alpha combat training that ran from dawn until seven am every morning.

I got dressed, keeping Sebastian's jumper over my singlet and shorts, finding a need to be around his scent.

The look of sadness and guilt in his eyes had plagued my dreams, my Wolf sobbing that we didn't console him.

The truth was, of all of them, Sebastian had been the one I wanted to cuddle me last night. I decided I'd go find him. I couldn't stand the thought of him thinking I was mad or upset...or scared.

I grabbed my book bag and opened my door, almost falling backwards in surprise.

Sebastian was leaning against the wall, two to-go cups in his hands and his head down in thought. He lifted it when he heard me, a small smile spreading across my face at the sight of him.

He smiled back, relief in his eyes and his shoulders lost the tension he'd had a moment ago.

He held out one of the cups, and my heart skipped a beat.

"Morning, Ella," he said, his voice low and gentle. "I didn't know if you liked coffee, so I got you a hot chocolate."

I took the mug, feeling a sense of surprise. "Thank you...I hate coffee."

He chuckled softly, taking a sip from his drink. "I probably wouldn't survive without it," he looked like he hadn't slept.

A pit of guilt formed. "Are you...okay?"

He nodded and pushed off the wall, his eyes serious. "I wanted to apologise for yesterday. I shouldn't have lost control like that."

I shrugged, taking a sip of the hot chocolate. "It's okay. I understand." And honestly, I did. Seeing his smile, smelling him so close.

I had to hold my drink with both hands to try to keep them to myself. If females marked their mates, I'd have probably already sunk my teeth in a few times.

Sebastian's face lit up with a smile, his eyes scanning over my clothing, stopping at the jumper.

"Is that-"

I panicked. "I can give it back!"

He chuckled, shaking his head. "No, keep it." I smiled at him, my heart racing.

He tilted his head at me, a smile on his lips. "I was worried I'd freaked you out so much, I'd lost my chance." He shrugged them. "Not that I expect to have much of one after everything we did."

His honesty touched me.

I shook my head, a small teasing smile rising. "You're in third place, but still in this race."

He smiled, beamingly and my breath caught at the sight. "Let's see if I can't make it back to gold," he winked, making me giggle, his eyes darkening but he controlled the urge I saw in him. "Join me for breakfast before class? Just the two of us?"

My heart fluttered at the suggestion. Breakfast with Sebastian? It sounded like a date.

"Okay," I said, trying to sound casual. "That sounds nice."

Sebastian's smile grew wider, and he offered me his arm "Great. Come on, baby."

I took it, suppressing another giggle, feeling a sense of excitement.

I'd told Heath I'd give them a chance, so far they'd yet to make me consider they didn't want me since finding out I was their mate.

Only my own fear I'm not.... enough.

We walked through campus, Sebastian leading me off it and to a large SUV.

I slowed, raising a brow at him. "You said breakfast...this looks like a kidnapping." I narrowed my eyes at him playfully.

A mischievous grin crossed his face and he stood over me. "It can't be both?" He dipped suddenly, making me squeak as he tossed me over his shoulder.

"Seb!" I squealed, fisting the back of his jumper as he laughed, his hands locked on my thighs, striding for his car.

"Nice to hear you use my name, little wolf." He opened the passenger door and placed me in gently, buckling the belt across me.

I blushed when his hands grazed across my breasts, a smirk on his lips as he saw me squirm and smelt my flare of arousal.

He leaned in and kissed my cheek, dashing to the driver's side and climbed in before I could react.

He chuckled at my stunned expression. "I'm at least higher than War, right?"

I shrugged. "I'll decide after my hostage negotiations are through."

He laughed at that, reaching out and took my hand, pulling it to his lips and kissing my knuckles. "You're a tease."

I grinned at him, a small bubble of happiness forming.

I found myself still smiling after breakfast with Sebastian, even if he'd made me a few minutes late to class.

He'd taken me to a little beachside cafe in the human town nearby; we got caught up talking and laughing; we hadn't realised how long we'd been there.

He'd been surprisingly sweet and not at all the hands-on hound dog I half expected. A part of me was almost a little disappointed he hadn't even tried to kiss me, other than on the cheek or hand.

I got through Genetics and Lunar Cycle Studies, having to go to the library to try to find one of the books my lecturer had mentioned.

Berta was in her usual spot, giving me a kind smile when I passed her, seeing her sniff the air slightly, her brows rising at the smell mixed with mine.

I blushed, resisting the urge to run away and kept my pace steady as I headed for the stairs, leading to the Lycan textbooks and historical writings.

It took me an hour to find the book I was looking for, Lunar Cycles Illnesses.

The topic seemed interesting, and I had an enjoyment for Werewolf particular medicine.

I had another two hours before my own training with Beta Zane and the twins, my Wolf pacing under my skin annoyingly, wanting me to seek out one or all of my mates.

She began to push thoughts through suggestions, and I could smell my own arousal, my core throbbing nearly painfully.

I collected my things, putting the books I'd taken out back and headed for the stairs.

I froze seeing five male Pack members from the Grey Hound Pack.

The Pack Heath had said were waiting for me last night.

"Oh, look boys," one of them sneered. "The unmated Omega...all by herself."

Two of them flanked me when I tried to step away, my heart slamming in my chest with fear.

"You know what that means, kitten. You're the campus toy," one on my left said, his voice dripping with entitlement. "Why don't you show us some love, huh?"

They grabbed my shoulders, making me squeak in fear.

They laughed, their grins vicious and lustful.

I knew how to fight. I could more than likely handle my own against them.

But, even still, they had numbers.

Five high-ranking males against one Omega.

It didn't matter how well I could fight; overwhelming numbers always win in this kind of fight.

Even still, I wouldn't bow to these men.

They would have to force my submission if they intended to see it.

I gritted my teeth, deciding and saying a silent prayer before I threw my elbow back, hitting the Delta on my right in the nose, feeling it shatter.

I dropped and spun, sending my fist into the one on the left crotch, and both stumbled back in pain.

I found an opening and tried to run.

A fistful of my hair was grabbed, making me cry out as tears sprang into my vision.

One of the Delta's pulled me against his chest, snarling. "Get on your knees." He demanded.

I struggled, snarling and snapping back. "No!" I growled out.

He tugged my hair and kicked the back of my legs out, dropping me painfully to one knee.

I clawed at his hand, trying to break his hold as the broken nose Delta glared at me through his bloodied face.

He glanced up the stairs, to one of the study tables, a cruel smile spreading.

He jerked his chin at it. "Hold her for me."

I flailed and fought as I was pulled to my feet by my hair, another scream leaving me. "No! Get off me!" I begged.

The Delta spun on the stairs, his hand striking across my cheek. I reacted and bit him, latching onto his hand and, like a dog, I shook.

He howled in agony, tearing his hand from my mouth and snarled violently.

I spat out the chunk of his flesh.

He grabbed my throat with his good hand, his eyes black with his Wolf's rage. "You're going to pay for that, bitch." He snarled. Panic rose in me as his canines bared, his eyes fixed on my throat as he moved his hand to expose the side of it. Tears started to flow as I struggled.

He was going to mark me!

A voice stopped him dead in his tracks. "I don't think so."

All of our heads snapped at the low and deadly unmistakable voice of an Alpha.

My Wolf howled, tears turning to fall in relief as I saw Heath at the bottom of the stairs.

The Delta's snickered. An exchange of disbelief on their faces.

Heath wasn't the violent one out of his brothers. I don't think he'd even been in a fight outside of the sparring ring.

"Oh... it's you, sweet-boy," the one who held my hair mocked. "We're f*****g terrified."

Heath suddenly smiled. It was cruel as he gazed at me, his eyes softening for a moment before hardening again. "I'm only sweet to my girl," he said, his voice dripping with possessiveness. "And someone made her cry."

The atmosphere shifted, and the air charged with tension.

The Beta I bit stepped away from me, glaring at Heath. "You're claiming the Omega as an Alpha's toy?"

Heath set him with a glare so deadly, I'm surprised the Delta didn't s**t himself.

"You dare call an Alpha's mate, a toy?" His voice was still low, ice shooting through my veins in fear.

I'd never seen him so angry.

The Delta seemed to realise Heath was on edge; the air was thick with the weight of an Alpha's aura, and it was almost suffocating.

"Release her," he gritted.

I was placed down, and my body was released.

The moment I was free, I ran to Heath sobbing.

He caught me, glaring at them as he hugged me, his hand moving across my back.

"You have three seconds to leave my sight before I kill you all." He snarled, squeezing me gently when I shook at the venom in his voice.

Air moved around us, the scent of fear that wasn't mine coating it.

"Hey, baby," Heath whispered after a moment, nuzzling into my hair. "Are you okay?"

I nodded. "Thank you," I whispered back, inhaling his scent to calm my destroyed nerves.

"Come on, you're staying with me for the rest of the day." He picked me up, his voice leaving no room for argument.

And honestly, I had none.

I wanted nothing more than to just curl up with Heath again.

I fell asleep on him, something I seemed to do a lot on them, waking to the soft bedding and smell of hazelnuts.

My face was cleaned of blood and it felt like...someone had brushed my teeth.

I blinked, sitting up and saw I was in Warrick's room, looking around.

The bathroom door opened and Warrick stepped out, a towel around his neck and sweatpants hanging low on his hips.

His muscles rippled and moved as he dried his hair, faltering for a moment when he saw me awake.

There was a flash of something on his face, before the calm mask he always wore slipped into place. "How are you feeling, little wolf?" He asked softly, throwing his towel into the laundry basket and padding towards me.

My words were caught in my throat, my eyes unable to stop looking at the Greek God of a man who walked towards me.

His hair was pushed back off his hair, almost blue in the light. A soft shadow lined his jaw and lips, making his green eyes seem even brighter against his tanned skin.

Broad shoulders, strong chest, rippling six-pack and an Adonis belt I wanted to run my tongue across that led to thick legs of powerful muscles.

A teasing smile crossed his lips, making me realise I'd just stared at him the entire time, my mouth hanging open, and I was probably drooling.

I blushed, fixing my face and went to duck my eyes. His hand caught my chin, chuckling softly as he lifted my head back up, finding he was bent to meet my eyes.

"You didn't answer me, sweetie." He purred at me, his hot breath hitting my skin and his scent sent a shudder through me.

I said the only thing I was able to feel while he was this close.

"Horny," I admitted in a whine.

His eyes flared black at my words, his lips suddenly on mine, ravaging my lips and pushing me back into the bed, covering my body with his.

His tongue glided across my bottom lip, asking for permission I gave him willingly.

His tongue battled mine, his hands moving over my body, squeezing and feeling my skin.

I moaned into his mouth, my hands tangling into his hair and pulling him closer as if I could merge our bodies, our souls.

His hand moved across the waistband of my pants, my stomach swirling and my thighs tightened around his waist as he slipped into my shorts and underwear.

He growled, feeling the pool of arousal he'd caused. "f**k, little wolf." He breathed, pulling away from my lips to smirk down at me. "Is this all for me?"

I bit my lip, finding myself nodding.

His low chuckle made me shudder, his hand swirling against my soaking flesh and I cried out, feeling a finger slip into me.

He moved teasingly slow, stretching and dragging and swirling, making me pant and whine within seconds.

"I can stop...if this is too much." He groaned out, watching as my hips matched his rhythm.

I looked up at him, whining and shook my head.

Another finger stretched me and he stroked a spot, my breath catching and my hands gripped into his hair, our foreheads pressed together as my stomach tightened.

He kissed me again, covering my moans with his mouth as he moved his hand faster, starting to f**k me with his fingers and rubbing the spot that had me seeing stars.

He felt me tightening around him. "Scream my name, little wolf." He commanded, his voice thick against my mouth.

My orgasm suddenly unravelled, my lips pulling away from his as my cry of pleasure filled the room. "Warrick!" I moaned, hearing his approving growl as he eased me down from my high before pulling his fingers from me, kissing my cheek, jaw and neck as I shuddered.

"You came so quick for me," he chuckled, raising off me just enough, his erection pressed against my stomach.

I blushed, my eyes heavy and my body felt like mashed potatoes, seeing him lick my wetness from his fingers, smirking at me.

He chuckled again, bundling me in his arms, then pulling me against him as he lay in the bed next to me.

"W-what're you doing?" I asked as he grabbed my arm and rolled me, resting my head against his chest.

He cupped the back of my head, his other arm wrapped under me and hugging me. "Cuddling with my mate after pleasuring her," he muttered against my hair.

"Oh," I blushed again, burying my face into his chest, his chest rumbling with another chuckle.

He kissed the top of my head.

"I'm going to fall asleep," I warned, my voice muffled by his chest.

I felt him shrug. "Makes two of us." He said simply, nuzzling into my hair and kissing my temple.

I giggled softly against him, a thought coming to mind. "Where's Heath?"

I felt him tense slightly under me, his hands tightening on me possessively. "Meeting with the Grey Hound Pack Alpha." He said softly, his voice edged with anger. "He wanted to deal with it himself and I didn't want you alone."

My hands bundled into his shirt. "Thank you," I whispered, adding after a moment of thinking. "Maybe we can make this work."

He hugged me. "I hope so," he whispered. "I don't plan on letting you go, little wolf. Never have."

My heart fluttered at his words, my hold on him tightening.

I fell asleep within a few seconds of his hands tracing lazy patterns across my body.