Heart of Yours

Chapter 9

Samika's POV

I walk back to the pack house, and pass orders to the spies on human land to keep an eye on my father. And I also mindlink Devon telling him to prepare our armies for the fight. If not my father, then it could be useful for the impending war.

Technically the war should have taken place yesterday but there is no sign of it. But I shouldn't let my guard down yet.

Olive and Brent are in their room. Brent is sleeping on the bed while Olive is sleeping on the couch. I asked her to take the other guest room but she said she wanted to be close to Brent. And I couldn't say no.

I open the room to my door and I'm startled for a second to see Devon there. I smile and close the door behind me and he has a smirk on his face.

"Oh I guess you lost your way," I say, walking towards the bed while he stands up from the bed.

"I guess I just found my way," Devon says and pulls me towards him.

I closed my eyes when I noticed him leaning towards me. His lips are on mine again, and the sparks feel like the first day when he held my hand. The sparks make it much more special between Devon and me. It's something I can't explain.

And moreover, now I feel it even better because I have my wolf too. My werewolf side is complete.

"I want you," Devon whispers.

"I want you too," I tell him, giving him my consent.

Devon turns me around and with a gentle push, I am on the bed again. He falls on top of me, but is still being careful not to throw his entire weight on me.

His lips are now on my neck, slowly moving downwards to my chest. I bury my fingers in his hair, as I feel his hot breath on my body as he trails his tongue down and down.

He realized the clothes between us are too much, and being the impatient one that he is.. he ripped both our clothes. I take a glance at the door just to make sure I locked it. And I indeed did.

Devon looks at me hungrily and just when I was expecting his lips on mine, he throws me off guard by spreading my legs and kissing my inner thighs. I close my eyes at the feel. My left hand is still on Devon's head while my right is holding the edge of the pillow. Because I know what is going to come. And I am ready for it.

Just when Devon is about to dive in and eat me like I'm his favorite dessert, I push him away.

He looks at me confused. But I can sense it. It's been two days since I haven't heard the whisper but I can sense it now. On this bed. Right beside me. The spirit. The whisper.

"Kill the one you love the most"