Chapter 37: She-Wolf Was Becoming More Dangerous

Zara

The room was filled with a gloomy atmosphere, from the curtains to the bedspreads. Deep down, I knew this room belonged to Alpha Kane, and we would have to spend it together today.

I took out the blue rose Alpha Kane had adorned with my hair and carefully placed it in my bag so as not to ruin it.

After changing into comfortable clothes, I lay down on the bed and soon dozed off. I didn’t wake until I heard someone quietly calling my name. I opened my eyes, dazed, and saw Alpha Kane looking at me with a hint of concern.

"Are you feeling okay?" he asked, seeing me rub my eyes and look back at him.

"Yes! Sorry, I fell asleep." I tried to sit up, propping myself up on my elbow, but Alpha Kane raised his hand.

"No need to apologize, just stay lying there." "I’ll sleep on the couch. We’ll have to share a room tonight." Alpha turned away and headed for the closet.

The memory of the previous kiss washed over me, and warmth burned my cheeks and ears.

I fell back onto the pillow, but I was thirsty. Standing up, I grabbed a glass of water and drank it down in one gulp. The cold liquid soothed my dry throat, but Alpha Kane stepped out and burned my throat again.

Sinfully handsome, he wore low-waisted black sweatpants and a tight short-sleeved T-shirt that clung to his body. A snake with red eyes slid out and seemed to stare straight at me.

Running a hand through his dark hair, Alpha Kane slid toward me, and my gaze was fixed on his hypnotically beautiful body. Those sculpted lips, how they merged with mine. I couldn’t stop thinking about them.

Alpha Kane sighed and turned to me with a solemn expression. His hand rested behind his head, his biceps flexing perfectly.

The man was handsome, but not for my feminine charms, especially in this state.

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Alpha Kane

I had my own affairs and an apartment, and only gatherings made us tolerate each other. I wasn’t a bad person; our personalities just didn’t mesh.

Returning to Sparia meant I’d have to take on other things, unwanted ones. I’d avoided them for now, but Mom insisted I marry so I could take over. So I had to pretend to be with Zara to keep her off my back. Mom’s encouragement was ruining my mood. Someone told my Mom about Zara. She didn’t like Zara.

Zara tried to draw me out of my shell with her teasing and laughter, and it was hard to resist her beautiful, mischievous smile.

But all my self-control crumbled when she leaned toward me in the garden, fragrant as a wildflower and looking seductively attractive.

I was dying to capture her lips again; this feeling hadn’t subsided since I met her as an Alpha and hadn’t felt the need to go to another woman.

I desired her, and she tempted me. The more I restrained myself, the harder it became.

I embraced Zara and poured everything I could into that kiss. I caressed her tenderly and savored her like my favorite wine. Unwilling to let her go, the more I kissed her, the stronger my thirst grew.

She was precious and rare, like a blue rose, and that’s exactly what I was going to name her.

Zara seemed completely delighted by the kiss and the rose I’d tucked into her hair, and I could see in her eyes that she was enjoying the moment.

Her full eyelashes blinked a few times, but we were interrupted by the ringing of the bell. I had to attend to things I didn’t want to be involved in, and yet it felt like a necessary evil I couldn’t escape.

When I returned, Zara was already asleep, so I gently woke her, knowing she wasn’t feeling well, but she still tried to be the best she could for my guest.

I turned sharply to her and asked, "Do you mind?"

Her entire face turned the same color as her hair, and I could bury my nose in her soft curls, capturing her lips and body once again.

But that wouldn’t happen with the scary Alpha CEO persona.

Her hands clenched nervously in her lap, her lips pressed together, and she looked away.

"If you want, I hope you’ll enjoy a kiss." There was very little space between us; we were sitting next to each other, and I knew that to some extent, I did influence her.

She glanced at me from time to time with her large, intelligent eyes, always ready for a challenge.

"No, thank you," she almost shouted, as if I’d revealed some hidden truth lurking deep in her heart. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Her gaze slowly slid toward me, and I was already watching her. She slid onto the mattress, and I took it as an invitation as I moved closer to her without touching her body.

After intimacy with Zara, I didn’t find the inner peace I always found after good sex. Now, I wanted to immerse myself in her again and again.

Especially when she looked at me so boldly, those big, captivating eyes shining with such defiance. But her fucking disobedience is my worst problem.

She opened her petal-like mouth and let out a soft, false moan, and I wanted to press myself against her and feel those delicious curves beneath my firm body.

Soft as a purring wolf, she was so inviting that my cock rose just from the sight of her and her delightful whimpers as I rocked the headboard again.

Some emotion flickered in her eyes, and she closed them, unable to look at me any longer. I couldn’t help but whisper, but it sounded like a command.

"Zara, look at me."

Her curled eyelashes lifted, her eyelids opened, and our gazes met again.

Shyness, timidity, meekness, and interest flickered in her sapphire eyes as she clutched the sheets beneath us, because I felt them tighten.

I wanted to see her ample breasts, but she hid them under the fucking shirt.

"Just a little longer," I ordered slowly, and she nodded slightly, biting her lower lip. That one movement sent a rush of blood to my penis, making it rock hard, painfully so. I’ll have to masturbate in the shower.

"Asshole Alpha," she said with a shy smile.

I didn’t expect her to say something like that, but it made me smile after that tiring, stupid day. The highlight of which was solely HER.

"I assure you I am." I winked back, gave the headboard one last tug, rubbed my legs against the bed, and climbed off as she let out one last sigh of disappointment.

I had to go to the bathroom and jerk off because she had aroused me without even touching me.

This she-wolf was becoming more dangerous with each passing day, and I allowed her to creep up on me, slowly, like the vines of those blue roses for which I named her.