Chapter 41
Thorne’s POV
How does one go from disliking humans to finding one human that they don’t want to leave?
I don’t want to leave Aurora alone while I go out of town, and that’s a problem. No, the problem is that don’t want to leave her, period.
I’ve grown so used to having Aurora close that I’ve begun to expect her presence, even crave it at times. Her scent is calming when I find myself feeling stressed. Her physical presence is warm and soft, unlike anyone else in the company or my daily life. She’s different. She’s not the money grabbing leaches that come to me with their hands open.
The other night, I let her leave work early, thinking that I could focus better with her gone. I was wrong, and by the time I left two hours later, I couldn’t stop myself from going to her. And now, it’s been over a week since our conversation about my stepmother arranging my marriage, and things have been quiet.
Everything except my thoughts and my wolf, that is.
Even now, as the Alpha of the Redwater Pack talks, I find myself staring out of my office window at Aurora. She’s bobbing her head to a song that filters through the headphones in her ear while she files forms in the cabinet behind her desk.
Her hips sway slightly, demanding my attention, and I nearly groan.
“I look forward to your visit, Alpha Thorne. I will have a house ready for your stay, and my Gammas will be prepared for training bright and early that first morning,” Alpha Sanders says.
“Thank you. I will leave tomorrow morning and will arrive by the afternoon. That should give me plenty of time to prepare for training the next morning,” I tell him, jumping to my feet when Aurora trips and nearly falls.
Luckily, before I can rip the phone from the outlet, she catches herself, and I chuckle at her clumsiness. She looks around to see if anyone noticed her fumble, and that’s when she realizes everyone else has left for the day.
She looks surprised but continues her perusal, yelping when her eyes connect with mine.
“See you then, Alpha Thorne.”
The call ends with a click, and I lift my hand, crooking my finger at Aurora. She scurries to my office, her eyes wide and her bottom lip rolling between her teeth.
I bite back a groan.
“We’re going home,” I grit, trying to ignore the way her cheeks flush pink. “I have something to discuss with you.”
Like she always does, Aurora follows me into the house silently. The thought of being away from her for several days has made me and my wolf feeling anxious, which is unusual. I’m still surprised when I find new emotions like this coming to the surface, but I can’t keep them away.
They barrel into me and refuse to budge.
I intend to tell her about my trip, but when she looks up at me with those wide, curious eyes, I can’t help myself. My hands and lips are on her in seconds, lifting her by her hips while trailing kisses along her neck.
“Th-Thorne? I though you wanted to… oh,” she gasps when my teeth sink into the sensitive spot on her shoulder, then she moans when I swipe my tongue over it.
The need to have her rushes through me, and I carry her to the bedroom and drop her on the bed. I trail my hands up her legs, sliding her skirt and panties with one hand while I use the other to undress.
My shoulders spread her legs as my tongue finds her slit, and with a flick of my tongue and the swipe of my thumb, she’s moaning for me.
“That’s it, little human. Let me know how much you like it,” I growl, sliding a finger into her hot pussy. My mind swims as her scent fills me and her hips buck. Every sound she makes, the little whimpers and moans encourage me to pump my fingers faster and faster until she cries out with her orgasm.
“Good girl. Are you going to fuck my cock as well as you fuck my fingers?”
“Yes!” She wails when I swipe my tongue over her sensitive clit. Again and again, I circle her clit until she comes undone a second time, screaming from the pleasure.
Aurora’s body slumps to the bed, her eyes finding mine and watching as I crawl over her.
“You’re mine, little human.”
She nods, her eyes hazy and her hips lifting from the bed as she searches for my touch.
Gripping her hip, I lower myself to kiss her, and all I can think when I enter her is that I’m completely fucked.
Breathless and sweaty, I stare up at the ceiling and listen to Aurora try to catch her breath beside me. Sex did nothing but renew my desire to keep her at my side and not leave her behind.
“We’re leaving in the morning.”
Aurora lifts her head, her eyes finding mine, “We?”
I just worked her over, and there’s probably a better time to have this conversation, but morning would be here quickly.
“Where are we going?” She asks quietly, pushing up on her elbows and turning over to look at me. The motion brings some of her hair across my chest, and I find my fingers easily tangling in the ends. I fiddle with the end of a silver strand, twirling it around my finger as I explain.
“I have business with the Redwater Pack, and you’re coming with me,” I tell her, mesmerized by how her hair glints under the light. “I’ll be training their newest batch of Gammas.”
“And why am I coming? I can’t help you train anyone, Thorne. I’m not that kind of assistant,” she says with a roll of her eyes. “Unless I’m to be some sort of damsel for them to save.”
The thought of them coming near her has my chest tightening and my brain scrambling, “You’re coming to fulfill contract terms.”
The moment her pretty eyes dim, I regret the words, but they had to be said. I can’t admit my feelings for many reasons, but especially because we can’t be together.
Aurora’s POV
My stomach jumbles with nerves as I lean against the car door. I don’t know what to say to Thorne after his response last night to the question of why he’s taking me on this trip.
To fulfill the contract.
That was his answer, and it made me feel dirty after what we’d done.
Should I question him further? Leave it alone?
The silence that fills the car is thick and awkward, and it only gets worse with every moment, so I take a deep breath and try my luck at getting more information.
“What will I be doing while we’re in this pack? Are they going to be happy that you brought a human into their territory?” They’re valid questions. Safe questions.
Thorne glances at me then back at the road before he answers, “You won’t be turned away as long as you’re with me. As for what you’ll be doing, you can watch the training.”
I’m not sure how I feel about the invitation to watch werewolves train, but I imagine it could be interesting. Gammas are pack protectors, so images of muscular, shirtless men fighting pop into my head.
“So, you’re like a free pass,” I mutter, shaking the images out of my head. “I’ve heard the rumors, but I wasn’t sure what was true or not. Are you that important?”
“I guess you could call it a free pass. And as for rumors, I’m not sure what you heard, but I’ve trained the army, purged the border rogues, and established alliances with neighboring packs. All of those things earn you a lot of attention and power.”
“Which is what gave you the title of strongest Alpha.”
He nods, “Yes.”
Admittedly, I’m intrigued. Thorne is only twenty-seven and there are a lot of Alphas older than him. It speaks of his strength that he’s the one who beat out the more experienced men who came before him.
Sitting back, I think about everything that’s happened since I met Thorne. My mind wanders to how things have changed, and as I drift off, a question comes to mind.
What else is going to change now that we’re stuck together indefinitely?
