Fifty Six

Chapter Fifty-Six

Jacob's POV

I am far from irritated. Something inside of me was swelling, and my hands are itching for violence just in order to proclaim what is mine.

But I am stopping myself. So hard that my claws are dug deep in my palms.

How can she kept on insisting to be close to that 'friend'? I don't care what he is in her life, I want her to stay away from that man!

And if she can't then I have a lot of ways for that man to be out of my sight!

"Jacob!"

I hissed when she called my name and my feet automatically stopped on its own.

I didn't bother to look at her, I'm agitated, and I will be more enraged if I hear another of her plea.

Two small hands grasped my closed fist and that contact almost made all of my inhibitions melt. Almost.

She gently urged for me to turn around, to face her. And my strength to resist is not that strong when it comes to this woman.

I'm mad, but blindly smitten. There is no more denying of that.

The moment I saw her face, I feel like everything around me was nothing but a dazzling light.

No.

No, she's always too bright that everything around her doesn't matter.

I eyed her and she looked hesitant of something.

Don't fight me over that friend of yours, Lucianna. I warned her in my head but didn't sent her the message.

 "I won't stay close with him." she stated in utmost sincerity and that made a ball of contentment inside of my chest.

I stood straight and faced her properly this time. There was no way I'd know what she's thinking but I'm satisfied that she can still listen to my plea.

"That's all I ask." I said, calmed and composed.

"So don't think of harming my friend. Please. I don't want anyone to get hurt."

The way Lucianna looked so concern over that man made my blood hit the boiling point again.

Don't harm who?!

A low but hard growl escaped my chest and I have no control over that.

My wolf wanted to oppose what she just suggested I shouldn't do and I, very much know, agrees with the emotion my wolf is having!

Lucianna was shocked when I pulled my hand off her grasp, her hands falling to her side from my sudden move. I hover over her and didn't bother hiding my disappointment with what she just said.

She don't want that man to get hurt?

Don't want?!

"Let me tell you what I want." I spat through gritted teeth, shadowing her with my frame. "I will carry you over my shoulder, bring you back home and I swear you won't remember that man's name with what I will do to you." I snaked my arms on her waist and stilled my palm on the small of her back, pulling her close to me in a blink that all I hear from her was her loud gasp.

"Believe me, It is everyday that I imagine the things I'll do to you. Every fucking second."

My imagination reached far that I dream of it every day since the day she left me. My Lucianna laying on my bed, being pinned that she won't be able to escape by no other than me. Kissing her all, drowning in her scent… she's a drug I can't live without.

And I settled for the dreams, for the imagination in her stead. I respected her decision and honored our promise but her being with another man was not a part of it.

I am more than willing to forget the respect and honor, there is no way I'll tolerate that she's giving some special treatment to someone else.

In my surprise, Lucianna chuckled.

What the-?

She pressed her forehead on my chest and now I seem to be embracing her other than what I intend, which was intimidating her.

Is she not taking me seriously? I swear I'll explode any moment!

"Oh my. I knew it!" she mumbled. Her breath touched my skin and that mere act made the hair on my nape rose.

I missed her so much that my libido arises above maximum!

I groaned.

With my eyes shut tight, I loosened the way I held her and Lucianna exhaled heavily. Guilt crept in my veins when I realized I must be too hard on her just now.

But what is she saying exactly?

"Are you toying with my emotions, woman?" I asked in a low voice. Somehow, the thought sounded cute when I should've found the act as rude.

She can make all things cute.

"Oh, I wouldn't dare, my Alpha." she giggled and I can't help but smile. A sigh of relief came out of my lips together with the happiness I felt for what she just called me.

I am still claimed by her and too gay it might have sound, I am overwhelmed.

Lucianna looked up to me with her beautiful dolled eye that I missed. Then it dawned me.

She lighten up, as if she'll come back to me again. Or considering it as an option.

And there is no space for hope but what more can I hold on to? My prayers weren't heard, my only resort was to hope she could change her mind for whatever reason she had. I know she loves me, she want me. I can feel it.

"Come back to me, baby…" I whisper.

Her eyes watched mine in a long moment and I was lost again in our founded-world.

The way I held her now, the way she looks at me, I am willing to pray again just to have this moment with her forever.

A smile formed her lips and all I could think was to kiss those red plump lips. My mind is in haze and I can't think straight but I fought the pull. Nothing good comes with rushed things.

"I…" she started and my breath hitched waiting to hear what her answer could be.

"...will talk to you later."

I groaned and placed my forehead to her. The witch formed a huge grin in her lips, as if she's enjoying my frustrations. And I'm sure I'm not.

"I want you with me." and its frustrating.

"I know." she answered happily.

This evil woman…

"I want to be inside you…" I smirked when she was stunned for a moment. I guess she's still innocent with the bed-talks.

She cleared her throat and moved away. I opened my eyes and watched her paling expression and now its my turn to enjoy that kind of reaction.

"Uh, I'll--I think your fighters needs me." she excused herself.

I hissed but a smirk was plastered on my lips as I watched her walk away and moved towards Chew and Kiara.

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Lucianna's POV

I don't think I've given the right advice to the new shadow fighters, Kiara and Chew, because my mind is floating. I know Jacob's effects on my body is still intact, it never ceased even with our distance. But I can't believe I'm easily swayed from such words!

To be inside me, he said… damn it! I'm soaked! I've fought hard just to not emit some weird aroused scent all over the place!

"Ugh!" I sighed in annoyance and frustration.

I have to stop indulging intimacy between us, at least before I find out the authenticity of what Fhoxia said but damn! I barely get a hold of myself right there!

"You okay?"

I looked up and saw Mual standing in front of me. He's not too close, and I know he's playing safe.

I nodded and sat straight. My eyes quickly looked for Jacob and I found his eyes fixated on me. His frown tells me he's not pleased that Mual initiate a conversation.

"You didn't told me your mate is…" he looked around and found Jacob's darting eyes. "an alpha." then he took another step back to increase our distance.

Jacob seems to calm down a bit and looked at Brent who's talking about something beside him.

"I'm sorry. Its not something to brag about, I guess that's why."

"I got it." he smiled. "So are you still gonna wait for the messenger to come around? Or will you go back to the North?"

I pursed my lips. His question kinda makes sense and I also asked the same to myself.

Will Jacob let me go after this encounter?

"I… don't know yet. But I have to wait for Fhoxia."

Mual nodded.

"I'm sure she'll come back here. She always do."

I frowned and a conclusion came to mind. "Why are you so sure, by the way?"

Mual squinted his eyes and think for a second. I know he might have seen the messenger but I don't know why Fhoxia keep coming back to the East, specifically to their family's camp.

"She is my sister."

My eyes widened. "What?!"

"I mean, the body she possessed was. My sister died from heart attack and before we burn her body, the messenger came like thunder. She borrowed my sister's body and explained to us that she was sent from above to complete a task in our world."

Oh. That explains it…

"Is that why she keeps coming back in Chequer?"

"Yeah. I think my sister is the one who proposed it. Something like a deal in exchange of letting her body be used." then he smiled weakly.

The image of Fhoxia, not being able to show her face and being succumbed in shadow and darkness… I wonder is Mual was okay seeing her sister's body that way.

"Oh, by the way! One of the judges for the tournament won't make it and Alpha Ruveen asks if you can fill in."

I was shocked enough to stood hastily. "How can you forget to mention such an important thing?!"

Mual chuckled. "My bad. So? You're okay not to fight? You're fine to be one of the judge--"

"Of course!"