Chapter 3 Big mistake

Kael's POV

Her skin glowed like polished ebony, a rich and deep hue that spoke of resilience and strength. Her hair, a cascade of soft curls, accentuating her high cheekbones and full kissy lips that carved into a warm smile. There was a spark in her eyes, a mix of confidence and kindness, that drew me in, making me feel at ease. She carried herself with grace, each movement fluid and purposeful, embodying a beauty that was so striking and profound.

She sat on my lap with the intention of giving me a lap dance, but before she could even start moving her hips, I stopped her. I didn't want a strip tease, I wanted to know her, but with each question I asked, her enticing lips produced does words I had come to hate "It's not allowed". She said my name and it sounded like a beautiful, slow and sweet song. I wanted to hear her say it over and over again. Her skin was soft and smooth, I didn't want to let go. Whenever she spoke, she would slightly part her lips. Her lips were full and inviting, a luscious shade that seemed to beckon with every smile. They held a softness that promised warmth and tenderness, and I often found myself captivated by the way they moved as she spoke. The thought of kissing them made my heart race; I imagined the gentle touch of my lips against hers, a sweet connection that would linger in my mind long after.

When I kissed her, it felt like time stood still. Every nerve in my body ignited with warmth and electricity. Her lips were soft against mine and I could taste the sweetness of her breath, a perfect blend of comfort and excitement. There was a sense of belonging in that moment, as if we were the only two people in the world. I felt a mix of vulnerability and exhilaration, a deep connection that transcended words. When she pulled back, her eyes widened in surprise, probably because the kiss had taken her by surprise. For a moment, she just stared at me, her breath hitching slightly, and I could see a whirlwind of emotions flickering across her face-shock, delight and a hint of uncertainty. It was as if she was processing the intensity of what happened. For the first time in my life, I felt a rush of vulnerability when I kissed someone, I wondered if she felt the same spark.

When I asked her to take of her mask, she stammered, caught off guard and still recovering from what had happened. Her eyes darted away for a moment, as if she needed time to gather herself. I gently took of her mask, and my wolf surged to life within me, chanting "mate" in my head with an intensity that left me both shocked and overwhelmed. The moment felt almost surreal, as if I had uncovered a hidden treasure. But with the revelation came a wave of panic. I didn't want to be mated to a human, I didn't want to be mated at all; the thought sent a shiver down my spine. I could feel the internal battle raging within me, my wolf eager to claim her while I fought against the idea. The clash of emotions left me breathless, torn within the fierce and desire to embrace this connection and the fear of what it meant for both of us.

"What's wrong?" her beautiful voice added fuel to the fire I was trying so desperately to quench. Each word wrapped around me like a spell, intensifying the chaos inside my mind. Feeling trapped, I made a split-second decision, heading for the door. I dashed out, leaving her glued to the spot, confusion and concern etched on her face. The moment felt like a cruel twist of fate- I had found my mate, yet the fear of what that meant drove me away, leaving a chasm of unspoken words and unacknowledged feelings behind.

Orion approached me with his usual carefree demeanor, a curious look in his eyes. "Hey man, what happened back there?" he asked, trying to guage the strom brewing inside me. I felt the weight of the moment, the turmoil still swirling inside me. "just needed some air" I lied but Orion wasn't buying it, he knew me too well and the concern in his eyes only added to my frustration. He pressed on, sensing the internal battle I was facing, "you sure? you don't look good" I knew I couldn't hide the truth forever, but for now I just wanted to escape the weight of it all, even if it meant keeping my struggles locked away for a little bit longer

"I'm good, just tired. I'm gonna head home" I said and Orion didn't mind.

"Alright, I'll call you later" he said and we shook hands.

As I got into my sleek black Rolls Royce, the plush interior wrapped around me like a cocoon, offering a momentary escape from the chaos of my thoughts. I slammed the door shut, the sound echoing my frustration.The engine roared to life and I pulled away, the city lights blurring past me as I drove straight home. By the time I got home, I was a mix of exhaustion and pent up energy, ready to confront whatever lay ahead, but still haunted by the choice I made to run away instead of facing the truth.

As I pulled up to my mansion, I couldn't help but admire it's beauty. The sprawling estate was a stunning blend of modern elegance and classic charm, with tall columns framing the entrance and lush gardens surrounding it. The grand façade sparkled under the moonlight, making it look even more majestic.

Inside the high ceilings and open spaces felt like a breath of fresh air, every room was tastefully decorated, showcasing art pieces and whispered stories of my past. The massive windows offered breathtaking views of the city skyline, and the soft glow of the chandeliers added a warm ambiance. It was a place that felt both inviting and imposing, a perfect reflection of my journey from kingship to a successful businessman. Even in my turmoil, the beauty of my home reminded me of the life I had built, a sanctuary where I could eventually find clarity amidst the chaos