Chapter 8

-Ambrose-

So it’s been a week since Skyler and I almost kissed. It has also been a week since we had a real conversation. I mean, we talked a little here and there, good mornings and hellos and such, but nothing more. I want to find out how she feels about me so bad. But every time I try to approach the topic she gives an excuse and hurries off. After the first couple of times, I gave up and decided to giver her some space. In the mean time, I have been doing paperwork, having consultations with the pack members and I tried to get over the fact that my father’s funeral was over meaning he was really gone.

I miss him so much. For an Alpha, that’s a difficult thing to admit. We’re supposed to be strong and fearless, never really allowed to display emotion. My dad was different though. He always told my mother how he felt in front of me and he said that when I find my mate, I need to let my guard down with her too. He said that was the only way to foster a good and healthy relationship with your mate.

The thing is, that’s exactly what I'm trying to do with Skyler. I don’t think she even loves me back. And I keep getting the feeling that she's holding back one me. It's like she wants me too, but every time she lets me in something shuts down inside her heart. She closes like a door, slamming shut in my face. I mean-

A knock on the door to my office ripped me from my thoughts. I sniffed the air. Mate. “Come in,” I said, hoping to sound friendly.

“Hi. Am I bothering you?” Skyler asked hesitantly, poking her head through the small crack in the door. She looked hesitant.

“No, not at all. Come in. Is everything alright?” She took a seat in front of my desk, and let out a sigh. “I'm fine, don’t worry.” She said with a small chuckle. She could probably see the worry in my eyes. With a relaxed smile, I tried to be reassuring. “Okay, well, I’m glad then.” An akward silence followed. I wanted to give her room te express her feelings.

“I think we should talk.” She finally said, breaking the silence. She looked serious.

“Yes, definitely. Listen about what happened at the lake-“

“No, me first.” She said cutting me off. “We need to get to know each other better, before we continue. No relationship can form out of mid-air. We need a solid foundation, otherwise I’ll never be a good Luna and a good mate. Do you understand?” She looked directly into my eyes, searching for an answer. So she did want to be my mate and the Luna of this pack. That's really good to hear, and my wolf liked that a lot.

The biggest smile crept onto my face.

“Of course! I agree. We could go for a walk in the forest and talk then? Or we can talk here, now?” I asked looking hopeful. “We can talk here, and I want to go first,” she replied with a small smile.

“Okay I’m listening,” I said.

“I’m going to tell you basic stuff about me, and then whatever I say you have to tell me too. Got it?”

“Yeah. Sounds good.”

“Okay. Well, my favourite colour is blue. I love horses. I hate being in small spaces. My favourite season is winter. I love my hair. Your turn.”

I feel like this is childish and quite ridiculous for an Alpha. I sighed, forgetting every word in the English language. ”Okay, well, my favourite colour is red, horses are cool but I love dogs more, I don’t have a problem with small spaces, my favourite season is autumn and I love your hair too.” I blushed, realising I had to say something about my hair, not hers. But her hair was gorgeous. “Thank you,” she said, looking down a little.

That look.

I stood up, walking around my desk to stand before her. That put her mouth right in line with my cock. And I was painfully aware of that judging by the bloodflow heading down south.

She blushed, turning an alluring shade of pink. She knew what she was doing to me. I crouched down, at eye-level with her. Putting both of my hands on her thighs, rubbing small circles. She looked at me through her lashes. I wanted to kiss her, touch her and fuck her untill her pussy only knew my name. The things I want to do to this woman. The things she did to me! Goddesss, I want to mark her so bad. My gums ached for her. Rubbing higher and higher, inching closer ot her pussy. She shuddered. I could smell her arousal in the air. She leaned forward, glancing down at my lips. I wanted to be inside her, right this instant. I couldn't help a glance at her perky breats, nipples cleary puckered as they strained agianst her shirt. They were begging to be sucked.

Looking up again, her eyes were guarded.

That deflated my dick in an instant. She was hiding something. My wolf's instincts were never wrong. I swallowed, backing away and taking a seat on top of my desk.

“Can I ask you a question?”

She looked up, starlted out of our moment. She licked her lips. I wanted to kiss her, but I need to know. “Yeah, I guess.”

“Why were you rogue and who are you running from?”