Chapter 6 Amelia's pov

We reached the pack and I saw the most beautiful environment I have ever seen in my life, this is a thirty-minute drive from town how is it so close? And hidden? I have come around here sometimes with Eva and I have never seen this place.

The tall trees, green plants, and sparkling water made it feel peaceful. But what caught my eye were the wolves moving around. I had never seen wild wolves before, and they added to the magic of the place.

I turned to Liam, my eyes wide with excitement. "This is amazing," I said softly. "I've never seen anything like it."

Liam smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm glad you like it," he replied in a low voice.

As we got closer to the center, I noticed a group of buildings spread across the land. They looked similar, but each one had its special details. The buildings formed a circle, with a large open area in the middle.

In the center stood a grand mansion, shining in the sunlight. A sign above the door read "pack house"

"Let me guess this is your house cause you are the leader or something "I chuckled at my joke

"I am, and yes it's my house "he replied opening the car door for me

I looked at him," Why didn't you tell me ??"

"You never asked" he smirked and invited me into the house

As I entered I was amazed. The first room we entered was a grand one with a shiny marble floor that sparkled in the soft light. Two elegant chairs were positioned in the center of the room beside a small decorative table. The walls had intricate moldings, and a beautiful crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, giving colorful light throughout the space.

Liam signaled for me to follow, and we moved into a big hall that seemed to stretch on endlessly. This room had rows of chairs arranged for a large audience, and I estimated that it could accommodate at least three thousand people. Liam's voice echoed as he explained, "This is the grand hall, where we hold our gatherings and meetings."

He opened the door and led me into an inner courtyard, which was simple yet lovely. A small fountain bubbled in the center, and the soothing sound of flowing water created a calm atmosphere.

I felt my shoulders relax as I took in the peaceful surroundings. “This is my courtyard, “ he said gesturing with his hands, and opposite it your room"

He opened the door to an elegantly simple room. The walls, floor, and furniture were all bright white, contributing to a serene ambiance. The space had a few carefully chosen art pieces on the walls, creating a simple and refined atmosphere. It felt like I had entered a clean and tidy space

I turned to ask who arranged it but I was hit with his chest instead

"Shit, I am sorry "

"Careful love, don't start what you can't finish"

I take a step back and breathe I look up and see his eyes like he is fighting for control. From what?

A part of me wants to push him and know how far he can go and another part wants to take things slow.

I step forward and trail my fingers across his shirt, he follows my finger sucking in a cold breath till it stops at his torso. I pull back feeling a little proud of myself

Before I could feel accomplished for teasing him Our eyes locked, and a second later, my back was against the door, and Liam's mouth fused with mine. His lips were chilled but his tongue was warm as it danced with mine.

I try to push him off slightly with my hands but he responds by pining it against the wall.

He pulls back, Taking my cheek with his other hand, he swipes the sticky lip gloss across my mouth with his thumb. For some reason, I am stuck in a trance too as he grabs my chin, his grip on my hand tight enough that I hiss, yet I don't fight him or tell him to stop.

A part of me wants him to go harderâ€"I want him to do something.

What's happening? I am getting wet from a kiss?

He releases me and backs away, his chest rising and falling as if hes trying to control himself.

He rubs his hands on his hair, messing them up and then sliding it on his face when he looks at me

I could still see the raw desire in his eyes making my heart beat fast.

"get settled" his voice lower and huskier than before he leaves the room in a hurry

Fuck am I a bad kisser? Ugh, why did he stop? I go to take a shower and relax on the bed it's so soft and comfortable then I get a text from Arlo

Arlo: Hey, gorgeous! How's life treating you?

Amelia: Hey! Life's good. I've just been busy with some stuff.

Arlo: Busy, huh? Well, I am pretty sure you will be fine

Amelia: Thanks, Arlo!

Alo: Of course! Someone has to keep you on your toes. So, what's new with you?

Wonder if telling my long-lost childhood friend that I am living with a werewolf is a good idea the fact I just kissed one

Amelia: Ha! Not really. Just the usual things going on.

Arlo: Aw, come on! You have to spill the beans!

Amelia: There's nothing to spill, Alro!

Arlo: Okay, fine. Enjoy being boring!

I keep my phone and try to sleep

Arlo: I wish I could see you right now. You're always on my mind.

Amelia: That's sweet of you, Arlo. Maybe we can catch up soon?

Arlo: Definitely! I'll make it happen

Why did Alo sound so... intense? Well whatever I am sure it is the Arlo I have always known

My thoughts shifted to Liam and the kiss we shared. I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as I remembered the way he looked at me.

And why did I have to tease him? It was so impulsive. But it felt right.

As I drifted off to sleep, my mind was a jumble of random thoughts: Alo's texts, Liam's kiss, the mansion, and Eva's call.

"Wait, what did Eva say again?" my thoughts trailed off as I fell asleep.