15. The Strongest Form Of Desire

'I want to see her...'

It's been another day since Kieryn last saw Adella, and he wondered if she was telling the truth when she said she was on a break from work. A break would be this short, right?

Christine had left with Haylee, so the House was much quieter.

Kieryn laid on his bed, imagining those desire-filled eyes that gazed into his. The same ones that made his heart explode, because they only saw him. His lower part twitched, and he turned to his side as his face heated up.

'I shouldn't think about her like that. We've only kissed two times.' Yet, he couldn't stop the thoughts that flowed into his brain.

His hands twitched, desiring to feel not the fabric that covered her, but her skin. Her bare, supple skin. He wanted to kiss her and to press his lips on every part of her body. Better yet, she would be the one to do that, to manipulate and bend his body to her will.

His chest ached, unable to bear the separation from her. Her face burned hotter, similar to the fever that he had only a couple days ago. His pants were suffocating, and he wanted to relieve his aching lower part of it.

His mind was filled with only the forbidden and sinful Alpha, who peered at him with those hypnotic green eyes and her blood red lips tilting up in a wicked smirk. She was only ever good to him, but he imagined horrible, horrible things about her.

He craved all of Adella from her head to her toes, even the things that were locked away from him. He wanted to know everything she was thinking about, even about what she thought of him. He wanted to see her bare body like she did his. He wanted to covet her, because he was a selfish man.

He wanted to show her everything, even the parts that couldn't be seen. He wanted her hands running down his body as she whispered to him of how he was such a good little boy. He wanted her to treat him roughly, but gently at the same time. He wanted her to bend, break, and touch him in ways he didn't even think was possible.

He meant it when he decided he would give up full control to her. It was simply up to her to take that offer.

There was a burning in his chest. It felt uncomfortable, unbearable even. He bit his bottom lip and screwed his eyes close, a groan leaving his mouth at the scorching feeling deep inside him.

It got too uncomfortable for him that he started to claw at his shirt. 'It's so hot...'

He mouthed a single word, only thinking of one person despite the pain. Someone who could relieve it.

'Adella...'

Meanwhile,

"Are you planning on isolating yourself here for a couple of days or something?"

Beta Madden frowned as he watched Adella snack on some sliced avocados, licking her fingers with a nonchalant expression.

"I have to," she says with a sigh. "If I get close to him again, my rut will come. I don't want to hurt him."

"Your rut is not due for another two weeks."

"I've felt it close to coming multiple times when I was with him. It's better to be safe than sorry."

The man hums, placing the files in his hand onto the desk. "Anyway, I've done as you asked and searched for any existing files about him."

"And what did you find?"

"Nothing."

Adella's eyebrows furrow as she looks at him, licking the avocado off her thumb. She drank down some water as she opened the yellow folder. Inside were a few papers, but they were unrelated to Kieryn.

"Nothing?"

"No records about his birthplace, age, or family. Not even any sightings." The man shook his head with a sigh.

"So he really did appear into my life out of nowhere," she murmurs to herself.

Her mind wandered to the man that seemed to never leave her thoughts. She remembered the kiss, his flushed cheeks, his damp lips, and his hooded eyes. Something inside her stirred, and she knew that she had to stay away before it was too late.

Heats happen once every month for Shifters. It's a desire to mate with their partners and procreate for children. To attract their partners, a Shifter's body would produce pheromones that are irresistible to other Shifters. Once affected, a Shifter wouldn't stop until they get to their partners, hence why they are considered aggressive. A rut would usually be for the male Shifters, but it can also be for the dominant female Shifters in the relationship.

Heats for werewolves happen once a month after they meet their partners, the one they share a mate bond with, and have a heightened desire to mate. It's usually only a craving, but not that serious. However, when they are away for too long, a Shifter's body gets desperate to mate. Pheromones only affect a werewolf's mate.

Adella only needed to isolate herself until heat season had passed, because she would destroy everyone and everything– and maybe even him– to get to her mate.

Consent was everything to her, and she didn't want to break one of the rules she made for herself. Not only would Kieryn hate her, but she would hate herself.

Beta Madden steps towards the file cabinet and takes out a folder, which says 'Important' in red on top of it. He was about to speak, but then a certain scent tickled his nose. He raises his head with furrowed eyebrows while sniffing the air. Then, his eyes widened as he recognized the scent.

Snapping his head towards Adella, his heart dropped to his stomach when he saw her eyes. They were blood red, insane, and her hands gripped on the desk, causing cracks where she put pressure. Her mouth opens, revealing her elongated canines.

Reacting quickly, he presses the radio transmitter in his ear. Immediately, someone on the other line responds. "Evacuate everyone on the premises now! Bring the doctors with sedative shots now!"

Adella slowly stands up, a growl releases from the back of her throat as she steps to the door. Beta Madden looks around for something to defend himself, but hurries to block the door before she could leave.

Her eyes were wild, no longer bearing the woman he knew. This was a predator.

He basically signed up to have his life privileges taken away standing in Adella's way, but he couldn't let her hurt anyone.

"Move..." Her voice was guttural, sending shivers down the man's spine.

"I can't do that, Alpha," he says as his heart pumps in his ears.

"I said move!" She raises her clawed hand to attack the man, but he moves away before she could rip him to shreds.

Long claw marks scratch the door, and Beta Madden takes a lamp by the table. Adella growls loudly at him, rushing at him with an unnatural speed, and he just barely avoided her clawed hand as they sliced his shoulder.

Blood stains his white shirt, and he hisses as he touches the gushing wound. 'Fucking hell, she's strong. Where the hell are the doctors?'

That's when the door bursts open, revealing the Delta and a couple of Pack doctors holding syringes and protective gear. Elmarie flinched when she saw Adella; aggressive red eyes, elongated teeth and claws. The doctors stood back, shaking in fear of the murderous gaze Adella gave them.

She then turns her head to Beta Madden, who was breathing heavily while clutching his shoulder wound. 'Dammit, the pheromones already got to her.'

Adella growls, a noise that makes a cold sweat drip down Elmarie's chin. She planned the best course of action to get to Adella without hurting herself and immobilizing her. But before she had it figured out, Adella lunged at her.

Elmarie had to react quickly, grabbing the front of Adella's shirt and twisting her arm behind her, throwing her on the ground. Adella threw a punch at her, one that sent Elmarie's head flying backwards as blood gushed out of her nose. But Elmarie was strong, after all, she was trained for situations like this.

But this was the Alpha she's fighting. A woman who was ten times stronger than Elmarie, so she couldn't beat her in a battle of strength.

She had to use her wits.

Saliva dripped down Adella's chin as she growled, her elongated teeth seemingly getting sharper. In the blink of an eye, Adella grasped Elmarie's neck in a vice-like grip, cutting off the woman's air supply. She pushed her against the wall, and Elmarie felt it crack underneath the pressure.

Elmarie opened her mouth, which only released chokes. "Now!"

The doctors rushed behind Adella, sticking multiple syringes inside her neck as the sedatives entered her bloodstream. The amount they put in could knock out an elephant in a second, but Adella didn't falter. She snapped her head towards them, throwing them back with her free hand.

She was distracted from Elmarie, who was able to get the syringe that was inside her pocket and stick it in Adella's wrist, accurately puncturing a vein that would put her to sleep.

Adella's eyes narrowed into slits as she hit Elmarie's chest with her elbow, making the woman cough uncontrollably and drop the syringe.

Elmarie used her arms to bring Adella's head down, hitting her with her knee and knocking her back. The doctors tried again in Adella's moment of confusion, injecting more of the sedatives inside her.

That was thirty syringes now, and Adella's body finally went limp. But her head thrashed around to bite at anyone who came close.

"The sedatives are going to wear off soon. Get her to an isolation room!" She ordered them with a loud tone, making the doctors immediately rush to hold Adella.

They took her outside to B3, where she would be secluded from the other Pack members. Elmarie rushed up to Beta Madden, looking at his wound with furrowed eyebrows.

"I'll get some bandages, don't move-"

"No," he says, walking towards the door with a limp. "This won't kill me."

"You need bandages now!" She says sternly. "Sit down. I know the doctors will keep her safe inside the isolation room. You need treatment right away or you will bleed out and die."

Beta Madden huffs before sitting down on the couch as Elmarie takes out clean white bandages from a cabinet.

'Adella...' He thought with a frown. Please hold on to the last bit of control you might have left.

Meanwhile on Basement Level 3,

Adella was taken into a scent-proof room with a one-foot thick tempered glass barely able to withstand her rage. She paces around, trying her hardest not to break the glass with a single punch, which was slipping by as time went by. The pheromones have already flipped a switch in her brain.

Beta Madden, now neatly bandaged, stood on the other side of the glass along with Elmarie and a few scientists. Dr. Cohen was speaking to Nurse Ives, giving her instructions on what to do. Even Beta Madden was surprised that the man child was being serious for once.

The Alpha inside was shifting back between a half-wolf and her human body, furry wolf ears sticking out of her hair as patches of fur were unevenly distributed and constantly shifting back and forth.

'At least she knows what happens when she turns into a wolf.'

Once she fully shifted, she reached the point of no return. Beta Madden was glad that Adella still had enough control over her mind to know that.

The elevator dings and a woman speeds towards the group, Beta Madden's eyes widening in shock when he sees Sandra, panic painting her face. He steps forward to meet her.

"Sandra, you know you can't be here-"

"Where is she?" She asked with a heavy breath from running. She looked at him with urgency. "Is she alright? She's not hurt, right?"

Beta Madden presses his hands on her shaking shoulders, switching to Spanish. "Cariño, she's alright. If anything, it's the doctors who are hurt, and she will definitely harm you too if you go in there."

"She's in pain, Oskar. The bond is painful for her and her mate, and the more she avoids him, the more pain she'll be in."

"It's better to keep her here or she'll do more damage on herself, her mate, and the Pack-"

"She won't harm anyone if I talk to her. You know Adella, Oskar."

"She'll injure you before you can even-"

"My friend is in there suffering! If I could calm her down in any way, then it's worth the injuries."

She doesn't wait for his response as she pushes past him, glaring at the scientists to open the door for her. They enter a code to the padlock and the steel door swings open. Adella's head snaps to Sandra, who enters the room without an ounce of fear, only worry.

The door behind her shuts, leaving them privacy to talk. Beta Madden sighs and steps in front of the glass, giving orders to rush in there and sedate Adella if anything goes wrong.

He and Sandra were polar opposites. While he thought of the outcome of the future and acted accordingly, Sandra focused on helping a single person without worry of what could go wrong. It might have been the reason she was so loved and Beta Madden was hated, but they were paired together for whatever reason.

He could only silently pray to whatever God was out there that Adella wouldn't hurt his wife. Although he was usually cool-minded, he would go in there and kill her himself if she were to dare harm Sandra.

Sandra stands before Adella as she growls loudly at her, her aggressive eyes showing her that her last bit of reasoning was slipping away. She was almost fully wolf. But Sandra wasn't scared.

"Adella-"

She was cut off by a bark along with a growl, making her freeze at the rough sound.

"Let me speak." Her voice was stern, and Adella closed her mouth with a glare. "You want- no- need Kieryn, don't you?"

An aggressive, thunder-like growl made the scientists on the other side of the glass shiver, despite its one-foot thickness. The growl was rougher because she heard a special person's name.

"He needs you too, Adella, but not like this." She steps closer, making Adella flex her fingers. "How do you think he would react if he saw you; nearly shifting into a wolf and ready to pounce on him?"

Adella flinched at that, and Sandra was glad that she understood what her aggression could do. She wouldn't talk softly to her, because that wasn't Sandra's style. She needed harsh but true words that would bring her back to her senses.

Sandra steps even closer, close enough to feel Adella's heavy breaths. A small smile adorns the woman's face as she presses a hand on her shoulder.

'She's calm now.' The scientists and even Beta Madden were shocked that Adella was no longer hostile.

Finally, Sandra whispers, "Go, Adella. Go find your mate."

Later,

Kieryn tugged at his shirt, but it stuck to his dampened skin. A mix of a whine and groan comes out his mouth as he turns around to his other side.

'Adella,' he mouthed, but knew no one could hear him. Despite that, he continued to say her name. 'Adella, Adella, Adella. It hurts... why do I feel so hot?'

Pheromones spread from his body, desperate to attract the woman who was the only one who could help him.

He was scared, confused, and most of all, lustful. It clouded his mind as all he could think about is her. The black haired beauty with menacing, but teasing forest green eyes. He imagined her above him, staring down at him as he begged to be pleasured.

Tears started to swim in his hazy eyes as he pressed his front against the bed, trying to get some stimulation. However, it didn't help the least bit and he could only wish it was a certain hand that stimulated it.

Another whine came out as he reached downward to touch himself. His hot-cold temperature made him wish there was an AC that could cool him. Sweat collected at his forehead and damped the sheets.

'Please... Adella--'

The scent of lavender and cinnamon overpower his senses, and his body was heated up even more than it already was in anticipation. He was unable to turn her gaze to the door as it violently swung open, revealing the woman he hungered for.

Adella stepped inside, slowly stalking towards the bed upon seeing her mate. The pheromones he was emitting got stronger since she was so close, and her mouth opened to speak.

"Kieryn..."

Her voice sounded like glass being grated, and it sent shivers straight to Kieryn's spine. As her steps got louder, his heart pounded in fear.

'She's seeing me like this...' He bit his bottom lip and screwed his eyes shut. It's so embarrassing, please don't look at me.

Yet, Adella's breath tickled his ear as the bed dipped. Her hand touched his arm, sending electricity through his boiling body.

"Look at me, baby," she breathed.

The nickname made metaphorical butterflies dance around in his stomach as he turned his body around to face her.

The sight of his flushed face, teary half-lidded eyes, and rosy lips slightly parted stirred something inside of her. His breath hitched in his throat when he saw her red eyes, penetrating into him. Another shiver struck through his body.

Adella's eyebrows furrowed. 'He's seeing me like this...'

She saw the slight fear in his eyes and she frowned.

"Kieryn," her voice made him flinch again. "Are you afraid of me?"

It was more of a statement, but it was clear to him. His bottom lip quivered as a hoarse breath leaves his mouth.

'The heat is painful to bear with.' Her hand comes to his cheek to caress it, trying to comfort him.

"Are you afraid of me?" She asked again, this time with sternness.

He gulps before slowly shaking his head. Her hand goes up to push his locks away from his damp forehead.

"I'll never do anything to force you. Even if it's painful, I'd rather leave right now."

His eyes widen as he sits up, holding her arm and frantically shaking his head. He doesn't think he can bear being alone again, especially since he was so desperate for her touch.

Her gaze darkened as her pheromones became stronger, making him greedily inhale them. She grips his chin with her thumb and index finger, bringing her lips so close to his that he could feel her hot breath. Her lips curled into a smirk, amused, despite wanting to tear off his clothes and have him quivering under her.

"Then what do you want, darling?" She asked in a breathy voice.

His eyes almost closed at the feeling of her touch, but he opened his mouth to answer.

'I want,' he breathed. 'I want you.'

"You want me to do what?" Her voice was almost teasing.

Kieryn's eyes fluttered closed as embarrassment crept to his cheeks.

'I-I want y-you to touch me,' he mouths, looking down at his lap.

"Where, Kieryn?"

He bit his bottom lip, before glancing back up at her.

'Everywhere... please.'

Adella's smirk dropped as her eyes became hooded.

"Lay down with your arms above your head," she says sternly.

Kieryn didn't question it. The look Adella gave him left no room for argument, and so he did as told. His heart beated wildly inside his chest as he wondered what would happen to him.

That is when he feels Adella's hand trailing down his chest and making its way to his pants. His breath got caught in his throat as he looked down to see what she was doing.

She grasps onto his belt, unbuckling it with only one hand and bringing it up to his hands. She ties a knot around his wrist, connecting it to the headboard. She tugged on it to make sure it was secure, tight but not uncomfortable.

She then steps onto the ground, making her way to the foot of the bed. The bed dips as she climbs back into it, crawling in between his legs. Kieryn gulps as he feels completely exposed, despite not having any of his clothes taken off.

Adella then pulls down his pants to his ankles, making him gasp in surprise. He locked eyes with Adella, who looked at him with reassurance. Her gaze dropped down to the large tent in his boxers and the corner of her lips quirk up.

She hooks a finger on his waistband, before agonizingly slowly pulling it down. Kieryn's eyes closed as embarrassment heated his face. 'She'll see me...'

But somehow, that thought excited him.

Adella's eyes zone in on the impressively large cock that stood up under her gaze. It rested against his belly, precum oozing out from the bulbous tip. Her eyes trail from his cock to his face, which was turned to avoid looking at her. His ears were red as heavy breaths left his mouth.

The sight of him exposed made something stir within her core. The way he was tied up, unable to do anything as she uses him for her pleasure was tempting. And it was all for her.

Finally, Adella wraps her hand around the base of his shaft, feeling him flinch under her touch. His head turns to watch through his lashes as she begins to stroke his length. With a groan, his cock becomes harder.

Adella's eyes locked with his, and instead of looking away, her gaze kept his eyes on her and only her. It was predatory, red and lustful, and it watched as his face contorted into pleasure.

She wanted to see more of it. She wanted to see what other faces he could make.

Pushing her hair behind her ear, she lowered her head until his cock was right in front of her face. It twitched as Adella increased her pace. But she pulled away abruptly, eliciting a whine out of Kieryn.

Replacing her hand, Adella's mouth comes onto Kieryn's head. A low groan was drawn from him as her tongue swirls around his tip, before sinking down. His cock slid against her tongue, hitting the back of her throat.

'M-my thing is in her mouth,' he thought with a sharp gasp.

Soft moans hesitantly came out of his mouth, as if the sound was strange to his ears. Adella's low groan made his heart skip.

She releases his cock with a soft pop, licking his tip and tasting the bitterness of his precum. She slowly sinks her head down again, taking in half of him. A strangled groan escaped his sore throat as his hips thrust up to hit the back of her throat. He struggles against the restraints, wanting to run his fingers through her hair.

But, Adella holds one of his thighs down to restrict his movements. It told him that she was in control, and whatever she did to him, he'll have to take it.

Kieryn's breathing turns into pants when Adella picks up the pace. He felt something stir within his stomach as he felt his bladder about to explode. Before he could explode in her mouth, she pulled away.

He groaned at being denied his orgasm, but it turned into another moan when she engulfed his cock into her warm mouth again. Her free hand proceeded to his balls, rolling them around in her fingers. Her eyes were trained on him the whole time, showing him the lewd sight of her mouth on his shaft.

That was his undoing.

Long white streams burst from his tip, filling up Adella's mouth. Her throat bobbed as she swallowed it all, causing Kieryn to blush. He looked away, embarrassed that he did such a thing.

Adella raised her head, running her tongue over her bottom lip. Her lips turn up in a smirk as she brings her face to Kieryn's ear, hot breath tickling the shell.

"We're not done yet, baby," she whispers. "I won't stop until I milk every last drop your dick can produce. Do you understand?"

Kieryn gulped, softly gnawing on his bottom lip in anticipation. He felt the heat come back, and so did Adella's.

He nodded in response, resembling a bobblehead.

Neither did he want to stop. After all, he belonged to her.