Page 32 of Wolf Forgotten

I knocked lightly on his door and got no response, but that was expected since he was sleeping. Biting my lower lip, I took a breath and opened the door, slipping inside. I didn't know what I was doing, but the pull to be close to him was strong.

He was spread out on top of his covers, face down. He stirred as I made my way into his room but didn’t wake. He was much less intimidating sprawled out in only his boxer briefs. I appreciated how they formed tightly around his butt.

“Cole?” He grumbled and rolled onto his side. I took a few more steps toward the bed.

I lowered myself next to him, staring at his face. He looked so peaceful that I regretted coming in and disturbing him. He was probably still pissed at me and would probably kill me for waking him up.

Unable to help myself, I reached out my hand and cupped his stubbled cheek. His eyes cracked open, and he stared back at me with sleepy brown eyes.

“It’s not wise to sneak into a wolf’s den in the middle of the night.” His voice was soft and raspy. “Did you come to apologize?”

He had to ruin the moment. I looked down at his lips and then back up at his eyes. My breath caught in my throat as his hand snaked around my back and pulled me to him.

“Because if you’re here in my bed to apologize…” He had pulled me all the way against him and had his lips against my ear. Sweet baby fawn, this was not what I was expecting. Maybe he was still asleep. “Start apologizing.”

His lips touched right below my ear, and a moan escaped before I could help myself. He continued trailing his lips down my neck, causing my breath to hitch. Our legs had somehow become entwined, and I felt the urge to move my body against his. His lips reached the neck of my shirt and he lightly nipped at my skin with his teeth.

“Cole.” My voice sounded like some sex-crazed vixen. He continued trailing his lips along my skin, and his hand slid under my shirt. “Cole.” I said it more firmly.

“Hm?” His lips were on my jaw and inching closer to my mouth, his hand already halfway up my stomach.

“You said we needed to lay some ground rules,” I breathed.

His fingers brushed right under my breast. He was way too good at driving me crazy. His lips slid over mine before I could speak again, making me completely forget about rules.

I completely forgot everything. What was my name? The world fell away, and it was just the two of us, connecting for the first time.

He brought his other hand behind my head and deepened the kiss. My hands made their way to the edge of his boxers and he moaned against my lips.

My brain had just wrapped around the fact that I was making out with Cole of all people when he pulled his lips away from mine. His jaw ticked and his eyes flashed amber, his wolf peeking through. “I accept your apology. Now get out of my room.”

My stomach dropped, and I brought a hand up to touch his face, but he moved his head to avoid it. “What?” I muttered, confusion in my voice. "You... we..."

“Never challenge me again.” He turned over with his back facing me. "Goodnight, Ivy."

I got up and made my way to the door before I lost it in front of him. My wolf was more upset at the rejection than I was, but if she was upset, then so was I.

"I thought I was your mate." I opened the door, but before walking out I stopped. I mustered up all the strength I could to keep my voice from shaking. “You will never be my mate or my alpha.”

I slammed the door and choked back my sob as I made my way back to my bedroom.

Chapter Fourteen

Cole

Fuck.

I rolled onto my back after the door slammed and stared at the ceiling. Why wasn't there an instruction manual for women? Her final words before leaving had stung, but I had deserved them.

I shouldn't have kissed her, and I definitely shouldn't have turned my back on her. My wolf had been beside himself. His mate, yet his adversary. What a clusterfuck.

I rubbed a hand over my face and sat up. There was no way I was going to sleep after touching her like I did and then hurting her.

I threw on a pair of sweatpants and opened my door. I didn't know what the hell I was doing, but the guilt swirling inside me was making me feel sick. Alphas didn't feel guilty for disciplining their pack when they got out of line. Was she even pack?

She had to besomethingbecause I could talk to her through my alpha connection. She might have accepted being part of the pack without even realizing she'd done so.

I walked to the guest bedroom, put my ear against the door, and shut my eyes. I heard sniffles, and my chest seized knowing I'd caused it.