Linked souls

Cristian clenched his fists, feeling the nails break the flesh under them, in order to avoid hitting the man in front of him. Serguei, the alpha of his pack, looked him up and down with a mischievous smile on his face, enjoying the scene, teasing the minors was always a great pleasure for him. He watched as his beta relaxed his muscles, giving up in the end, something totally alien to his nature, but it was the best solution to a war he couldn't win.

-And then, I have no opinion on this matter- Cristian wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand

-Well no, it's an order from your alpha-

-There are a few out there who spend the damn day doing nothing- he almost shouted indignantly referring to his other companions

-But I want it to be you, I have a good hunch- Sergei settled on the back of the immense Victorian style seat taking some pending documents on the table and going through them.

Cristian did not reply. Once he began to do his homework, the conversation ended and it was not advisable to resume it, despite being a fair and respectful person, his character was not known for being pleasant when he was disturbed.

-Then I will retire- he left the office.

Sergei waited for the sound of the door closing and dropped the papers he was falsely going over. He smiled again, satisfied, showing his long canines. The house would go crazy from now on. He was sure of it.

***

A black Mercedes pulled up in front of the large building with a huge sign in gold letters with the name of the Book Palace. Cristian got out of it, leaving the key for one of the doormen to park it. He went to the reception where a young woman who ate him from head to toe received it, he knew it caused that reaction in women, but he still did not get used to it, for that was Dylan, the most womanizing guy he knew, even He did not understand how he could wallow with three girls in the same night and be with his livid to the maximum the next minute. Paying attention to the girl again, she motioned for him to sit in a small glass-walled room to her left.

The wait lasted about 10 minutes, until a woman slightly older than the previous one came in and greeted him, taking him by the hand.

-Mr Steik, good morning, sorry for the delay, I'm Ania Loure, the President's secretary.

Ania handed him a brochure full of papers and another envelope with documents to sign.

-In the first one are the indications of your role as bodyguard and how you should behave and, thus, the reasons for your hiring. Our President is very demanding.

Cristian began to read about how he should dress, how to address her in public, as well as her availability and other responsibilities. Below all of them there were some points in blue that caught his attention

-And these are- he asked

-The real reason we hired you- The secretary crossed her hands nervously on the table. The man could smell her discomfort- The President is constantly harassed.

Crist put the papers aside and listened to her words, something told him that she knew more than what was printed on those sheets of paper.

-For four years there has been someone trying to assassinate her, first it started with letters but for a few months they have persecuted her and if it weren't for her previous bodyguards she would have been in the hospital longer or worse, you know what I mean-

-So you are telling me that your boss's life is hanging by a thread, and that it is my job not to break that thread- She nodded- Has it been reported to the police yet? - He knew it was a he asks with an obvious answer but still he asked.

- There was even an investigation but they didn't find anything. For a while they put protection on her but that did not solve things, so the President decided to hire her own security-

-And that's where I come in- Cristian pursed his lips, that was going to be a busy job.

It was not the first time he had played the role of bodyguard, in case he specialized in the subject, but the situation was not as simple as the dark woman in front of him described. Before him, 3 more men had occupied the position, who had asked to be discharged, almost always due to physical harm or because of the behavior of the employer. It was to be expected of a rich lady, with power and being in danger.

-Well, let's sign those papers and take me to meet my new boss- Ania gladly handed him the pen and minutes later they were exiting the elevator on the 5th floor.

Cristian was impressed with the totally different decoration from the rest of the building. The first floors were decorated in pastel colors and many posters. For its part, this floor was decorated practically everything in white, black and red. The floor, polished black marble. The pearly white walls, while the furniture had been strategically placed so that the red velvet blends in with the environment. One point for the interior decorator, he would have to get his number, as his alpha was already having enough trouble to realize that his huge mansion needed a makeover.

Ania led him down the hall to the door of the publishing house's most important office. The voice that came from the other side froze every muscle in his body. The air concentrated in his lungs and the blood went straight to his groin, to that specific point that brought him to full arousal in a moment and his canines stung on his lower lip as they involuntarily increased in length. For the first time in a long time, after years of searching, and having surrendered, Cristian felt his partner on the other side of the door.

The brunette invited him to come in but when she saw that he did not move a member, she patted him on the back. The nebula in his head pained him to reason. He took, with great effort, a few steps, letting the most delicious smell that had touched his nostrils intoxicating him. The wolf within him struggled to come out to claim what was his by right and Cristian had to use all his willpower to control it and not transform right there.

-President, your new bodyguard has arrived, he is ready to start work.

Cristian noticed the woman with her back to them next to a large shelf of books. He imagined her taller, but for her 1.76cm she was not bad. The silhouette of her body reflected by the deliciously fitted suit, was slim but with curves that made her run the tip of her tongue over her dry lips and swallow saliva along with tiny traces of blood. Her legs, well shaped and defined by the presence of exercises, but what most caught her attention was her copper-red hair with darker highlights, which fell down her back in a ponytail of unruly curls, which totally contrasted with the two orbs. greens who stared at him as he turned to them.

She had to slyly wipe her palms on the edge of her pants, and was grateful that that day she put her shirt on outside the belt so that the state she was in would not be betrayed, even though the fact that she saw the effect What it caused in him was not something that bothered him, on the contrary, it excited him even more.

She was simply the most beautiful and palatable creature in the world. With her long reddish eyelashes, her thin lips in a straight line, her small and delicate nose and those practically invisible freckles on her white skin, which only her wolf eyes could define, made her perfect. The wolf inside him growled, and a slight dry sound came out of his throat but loud enough for the new boss to raise a questioning brow.

-So he's Mr. Steik- she stopped looking at him and turned her attention back to his book as she walked to her desk -I wonder how long it will last this time-

Cristian saw how his secretary smiled nervously, apparently Alisha Meyer was not known for her social life, her character left much to be desired, but the wolf did not care about that fact, although analyzing her dominant character it would be fun to see her with her legs spread , surrounded by the sheets of her room impregnated with his masculine scent and begging him for more. The very idea made him tremble slightly and let out a small groan, if he did not contain himself he was able to claim her right there. He licked the canines inside his mouth. Their wolf wanted to bury them in that smooth, creamy fur. But there was the problem and thinking about it with a colder mind he realized.

His lifemate was human, fully human. So all the urge and need he felt were totally alien to her. He didn't know anything about the relationship between the wolf and a human.

Normally his companions were female wolves that were born from a mating between two companions of the same species. For years the females of his species had been hunted by a research group that they were still pursuing, to create artificial wolves, all thanks to the help of an alpha who betrayed all the packs, resulting in that several individuals of his species had lost sanity or they had thrown themselves into the void seeking comfort in the arms of death. After the event the chances of finding their partners had decreased so much that some had already denied it, including him.

Today, there were few pure wolves left, only those born before the tragedy. The only way to keep the species alive was by associating with human women. Luckily, after a study, certain females gave puppies. But he had never heard before, that a human with no relation to his world, was the companion of a wolf.

He cursed to himself, the nebula in his mind did not allow him to analyze well and he had lost hope so long ago that he had not updated on the subject, he would have to ask his alpha once he was at home, he knew there was new data and it was time to review them.

-Ania, you can go, I'll take care of the rest- Her voice caressed him like soft velvet.

Their secretary attended and left them alone

For a moment it seemed to Cris that the office was suffocating him, the smell of her had him intoxicated and if he continued like this he would not respond for his actions, not so much his human side, but his wolf. Just the task of keeping him at bay had more of a sweat-damp spot on him. Her order brought him to earth.

He sat opposite in the chair that was pointed out to him and stopped to observe the large desk full of papers and envelopes organized until he stopped in his eyes, cold as a block of ice. She was amused by the situation, that small body was not a bit afraid of him, she even looked at him with superiority, if she knew that he was capable of squeezing her thin neck like paper, the story would be different.

Alisha turned her head slightly in outrage. She didn't want to get the idea, but the man didn't seem to take her seriously. She had put on her most aristocratic demeanor and had someone kneel in front of her for it, but this new bodyguard would need training, and from the strong. She took one of the papers in front of her and handed it to her. She watched as he scanned it with his eyes and a questioning grin appeared on his face.

-This is tomorrow's calendar, learn it by heart.

-So, I will only know what you will do the next day- he managed to articulate words after being able to calm his canines and his throat rough from the transformation attempt.

-Rather, I give you the schedule so you know how it works, normally I will give it to you in the morning of the same day-

Preventive measures never hurt.

-As you say-

-You can call me President or Meyer- she checked the screen of her cell phone for a moment in case there was something new- I hope Ania has explained the schedules to you, I am very demanding with that subject, I do not like to be late and less to wait.

Alisha took a moment to review her new guardian and apparently that made him react because she saw him tense the defined muscles that were marked above the fabric of the abdomen. The damn guy was huge, at over five foot five he was imposing. Sitting did not make him less, either, his broad shoulders covered by the thick black leather jacket obstructing all the view of everything behind. His relaxed position with his back back and his legs spread apart might give him an air of disinterest but she could feel the dominating atmosphere around him. His hands crossed over his thighs, thicker than even his waist, were scarred and ready to grab anyone and tear them into pieces.

A bead of sweat ran down the line of her spine, from the nape of the neck to the end of her back, she had to take a long, slow breath and close her eyes to calm herself, she couldn't remember the last time she had been so uncomfortable. She felt the temperature in the office rise several degrees and her palms became soaked. For some reason that she did not know herself, her body was unconsciously reacting to this man. Her blood began to boil but not with desire. She frowned and dug her nails into the soft skin of her hands, the pain made her react, straightening in the seat, crossed one leg and resumed the position of mandator as all the leading woman that she was. Relief washed over her when the cold air caressed her skin again.

It seemed to have spent minutes since his sudden change of state, but it was barely 10 seconds, time in which his new employee had not taken his eyes off her, and every time she saw him lick, with discretion, the edge of his lips, She felt nervous and she didn't like that. He hoped he wasn't flirting with her or that would be his first and last day at work.

He would have a few words with Ania later.

Cris drove to the house of his new boss and partner who was fifteen minutes from work, an apartment located in the residential area. He parked the car in front of a 4-story building, too classical for his taste.

They entered the elevator and he had to press against the wall, that damn thing was small compared to its large size. He did not mind being in the same place as his partner, his wolf loved it but he smelled her discomfort. After so many years searching for her mate, her beast wouldn't leave her so easily even if the human part of him didn't feel the same way. The elevator doors stopped to the top floor and went to the only door in the hallway.

Alisha gave him her keys and it took her a few seconds to remember what his job was, he had to cool her mind. He went through the entire apartment, without missing any place where someone could hide, incidentally he took the opportunity to pass his hand through some places leaving his scent impregnated, a need to do so dominated him. He felt Alisha drop the bag on the large sofa in the living room and head to the kitchen once he gave the ok to the room, apparently it was a routine with all the previous bodyguards, the search of his home, and that was it. It made her calm.

He took a minute to revel in the quaint apartment, the walls were painted in ivory that contrasted with the large thick wine red curtains. The black furniture was spacious, but unlike the other place here there were intricately woven rugs on the floor or on the wall as a tapestry, the contrast was rare but he found himself admiring it.

-Tomorrow come pick me up at 5:30, I want to organize some papers before going to the meeting- her voice made him turn around.

Alisha had taken off her jacket leaving only the simple white long-sleeved shirt, not having on her high heels had to lower her gaze further. Without that additional piece of clothing he was able to appreciate her body better. His narrow waist, sure that he could only encircle her with half of his arm. Her hips, though not as bulky, were balanced with the rest of her anatomy, but the perfect size to please him.

He nodded with a slight shake of his head.

Turning, he went back into the kitchen. Woman of few words. Cris knew that the conversation was over, but his wolf didn't want to leave. He had to use more force than he intended to move, she did not like familiarity and less with employees. If he wanted his mate by his side it was going to be a difficult task.

He got into the car and found his breath hitched with the effort. He squeezed the wheel so hard his knuckles turned white. His body began to ache with excitement and blood pounded in his ears. He never imagined that leaving your partner behind could be so difficult and they hadn't bonded yet. He needed a cold shower, now.

He drove as fast as he could to his house, ignoring the odd traffic signal, the urgency burned his body. The trip that normally lasted about 20 minutes, from the very small "city" to the property where he lived, did it in half the time.

He entered through the door with a jerk, drawing the attention of those present and without paying much attention, he ran to his room directly to the shower, leaving some of his tattered clothes in his way. The icy water hit him almost taking his breath away but relieved his pain a tenth. He put his hands on the wall and let it flow through every pore of his skin. He didn't realize he was moaning until his mouth felt dry.

He heard a knock on the bathroom door that he had left open, he already knew who it was.

-You found her- The wood of the door frame roared under his weight as he leaned back.

-How did you know she was my partner?- He roared with his fangs protruding from his upper lip and his eyes glowing gold.

-Don't think that I just sit at my desk to read papers and send them to you- Serguei was barely affected by his tone

-Are you okay? The way you got in, it seems that your butt had been bitten- and now the one that was missing

- Shut up Dylan- Cris let out another growl at the guardian, who stayed behind his alpha's shoulder. Although he wasn't afraid of it, he didn't want to deal with a runaway beta.

-Dylan- he heard his alpha call him -ask Louva to come up-

The wolf took the position of soldier accepting a mission and disappeared in a few seconds down the stairs.

Sergei watched his friend and although he was happy, he was envious. Not because he was now in delicious agony but because he had found his mate. He was 100 years older than him and although they could live close to 1500 years, he was not sure of finding his soul mate.

Another growl from his beta caught his attention. All the chiseled muscles of his body were drawn painfully against the skin. His long blonde hair fell in a wild and furious cascade down his back and face. Drops of blood came from the small self-inflicted wounds on his lip. The open mouth releasing every last ounce of breath and the harshly closed eyes made the alpha uneasy.

Louva arrived at that moment and entered the bathroom cautiously. He nodded to his leader and walked slowly to the long-suffering man. He said his name slowly. Right now it wasn't good to alarm him. The wolf was in command and he was more dangerous than anything. Before he could touch his shoulder, he saw how his skin began to be covered with thick brown fur. His long hair melted, his hands seemed more like claws that were embedded in the marble scratching it. His face had been disfigured into a combination that was neither male nor wolf.

Louva approached more confident and touched his back and leaving his palm on the beast reassuring him, he was the oldest of them all at 610 years old and he knew the wild nature of his species and how to treat it. He took a small syringe out of his pocket and slowly inserted it between his neck and bare shoulder. The fur under his hand gave way until it disappeared under the slightly tanned skin of Cristian's now fully human body.

-Are you better?- Sergei finally entered the bathroom, he knew that if he had done it before, his figure of more than two meters could make his companion's wolf feel attacked.

-Do I look better?- Cristian asked ironically still holding on to the wall, dropping his head, exhausted and somewhat humiliated by his lack of control.

-Don't feel like that colleague- The albino wolf patted his forearm as if reading his thoughts- it is a behavior that males cannot avoid, it is part of our nature, it is the way your wolf has to release the anxiety of having met your partner and separating from her.

-Anxiety- he laughed skeptically -you have no idea what it feels like to barely breathe, I seriously prefer to have my whole body slit than go through it again-

-It will not happen again, it only happens once, it is the proof that you found your true partner, also I put a painkiller that will keep your wolf calm for a few hours, so take advantage and sleep but later your body will be the one that bill you.

-Speaking of the bill, the bathroom arrangement is on your own- Serguei said seriously but with a touch of joke at the end of the sentence.

The other two looked at the cracked slab under their hands. Cristian didn't even have the strength to laugh-

-Stingy-

-Louva let's go out, we are finished but he still has a matter to attend to-

-What do you mean- the older wolf raised a curious white eyebrow.

Serguei pointed his face at Cristian's crotch.

-You are right, I do not think that we are helped, for today I finish my work-

Cristian was still excited and the evidence marked in his pits was quite revealing. He didn't feel like moving, but in that situation he had no other option. He sighed loudly, pushing his hair back from his face.

-Well colleague, we leave you in privacy, you and your little friend, if you need help with something else, call us- Serguie left a towel near him.

-You can get lost - but his words vanished into thin air as it had come out closing the door behind him.

Focusing on the subject, it would be easier for him if he had someone to do his work, his partner came to mind and he hardened even more, he let out a moan, trembling slightly. Just remembering her activated every fiber in her body. He lowered a hand caressing his marked abs until he reached the fabric which he tore. He stroked himself up and down, remembering every detail of her, the way she walked, the smell of her skin.

-Damn- the words he could barely articulate, he increased the pressure and the speed looking for the glorious release that seconds later shook every part of his body. It took him longer than he expected to refocus the tiles before him and catch his breath, it had been the strongest orgasm he'd ever had in his entire life. If that was just his imagination, maybe he would die when it was for real. A smile curved his lips and he protested the pulse of pain through her bruised lip.

Finishing the bath, he dried himself as best he could and threw himself naked on his huge bed, letting his tired and suffocated limbs rest. The image of her partner returned to his mind and his body intuitively warmed again. But he couldn't move anymore. That was going to be a difficult but delicious nap.

Alisha opened the door, letting the big man pass. His watch read 5:00 in the morning and he was on time. Her journey was beginning. She took the wallet and some files from the table and leaving, followed by him, went to the car. She gently rubbed the area under her eyes. She hadn't slept much that night. In addition to all the pending work, the few 4 hours inside her bedroom were a total ordeal. When she closed her eyes the image of her new employee was visualized in his mind, she opened them meeting the ceiling of her room and closed them again and there he was again.

She could not deny that the man was in his prime of life, she was not blind. But it was one thing for her to be here to eat it and another for her to want to eat it. She had given up on having a love life since her bullying suspicions began. No one was allowed to trust. If you fall in love you are vulnerable and if she wanted to stay alive, a relationship was not the most feasible way.

She leaned back on the back of the seat, closing her eyelids, relaxing for a few seconds. Being always outside her house made her feel uneasy, but, for a moment, inside that car with that man made her feel like the safest woman in the world. Cristian watched Alisha's expression with interest in the rearview mirror and enjoyed every inch of her face. Her ever tight lips were slightly parted and fuller than when he tortured them into the hard grin. Long eyelashes dark from makeup rested caressing her bruised cheeks from lack of sleep. Cris frowned, his partner was not getting enough rest, a protective feeling ran through his chest. If she were claimed, He would not let her work such long hours.

Alisha straightened up and started the little laptop on her lap and he, the car's engine. The day was beginning and it promised to be long.

***

The wolf's temple throbbed painfully. He no longer remembered how many places he had walked between specialized stores, shopping centers and boutiques. His job was as a bodyguard, not a shopping assistant. The woman left one store to another without finishing deciding on the clothes she wanted. She selected one from here and one from there, of which she was unlikely to buy them, and it was not precisely due to lack of money. She had to understand that a man of almost six feet, broad shoulders and more than 140 kilos of pure muscle, it was difficult for him to move among so many people and her life depended on him more.

-Let's go down to eat- she released him later, giving him the last packs of paper that she took and grouped with the rest he had in his other hand. I am not going to cook today, so I will take the opportunity that I am here, I have an acquaintance in the restaurant who will give us a good service-

-In my opinion we should return as soon as possible, in such a crowded place the chances of being attacked are higher-

-That's your job, to protect me if they attack me, I don't want to give up the life I have just because some guys who have nothing to do are chasing me- She pass him by brushing against him.

Cristian tensed the muscles of his arm and abdomen, retaining the wave of excitement and heat that ran through him and he took a deep breath, calming himself in turn. Patience was a gift that nature had refused to give him, the only reason he did not tear out her poisonous tongue was because just by looking at her his body prostrated before her. He needed sex and fast or he would rape her there himself.

Alisha was not wrong when referring to the good service at the restaurant. Perhaps he would bring the rest of the sentries with him, which in turn or that man's pantry would be depleted in seconds. The dishes, besides being exquisite, were abundant and with a strong and spicy flavor, just as he liked it. For a moment she stared at him as if she couldn't believe he could eat so much. Half the menu was on the table.

-What, you women should know that shopping takes more energy than a whole day at the gym, an intense day-

-At least I know that those muscles are not just exercises, you have to put all that somewhere-

She blinked and for the first time he could see what might have been a reflection of a smile on her face before being overshadowed by a mouthful of ice cream. He wanted to be that ice cream. Feeling her tongue travel his body ... The very idea in his mind heated him to such an extent that he shifted uncomfortably in the chair. She was so focused on her own that she didn't notice, although the wolf would like her to be more aware of her presence.

***

Cristian opened the door of the apartment and all his senses were sharpened. He took a step back and placed his body protectively before his mate. He felt on his back the warmth of the hands on his back and a slight trembling in them. A growl came from deep in his throat and it took him longer than he thought to contain his wolf. He sucked in the air again without recognizing the barely perceptible new smell. He couldn't figure it out, but someone had been there and it wasn't human.

Thirty minutes later the doorbell rang and a new guest appeared. If Alisha thought the man next to her was tall, she was wrong. The tenant exceeded Cristian by at least 10 cm and had a few more kilos of muscle or so she could perceive under the thick leather and fur jacket. For a moment she felt intimidated and trembled notoriously feeling fear threatening in her stomach. Cris must have noticed him touching her shoulder in a way that if it weren't for her almost collapsing on her nerves she would have felt too intimate.

-Meyer, this is Dakota, one of my classmates- He gave the older man a warning look. He knew that the pack commander was intimidating in every sense of the word, even slightly more so than his alpha, and after he had lifted him from his bed he knew that his humor was not the best.

To his surprise the man interpreted his message and relaxed his muscles trying to look less threatening.

-A pleasure to meet you- extended his hand in greeting

Alisha hesitated a moment and regained her composure, stretched her back and shook his still shaking hand.

-The pleasure is mine, excuse me that we found you disturbed at this time of night, my bodyguard insisted on calling him.

-And he did well, now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to talk to him for a moment-

He got up and followed his beta into the kitchen, making sure he was not in the young woman's hearing range.

- what happened- he could see Cris stirring uncomfortably lying on the plateau.

-Someone was trying to enter the apartment, I felt the smell, very slight, but it was there. Dakota is not human, nor wolf-

The older wolf frowned

-This is getting out of hand, I will have to consult with Serguei and increase the protection, if you say that you cannot define what it is, the situation changes-

-For tonight I will stay here, I do not trust that they are calm, and I do not want to leave her alone in the state in which she is.

-So this is your partner, I still couldn't believe it when the alpha told me- he patted his shoulder- congratulations-

-Don't congratulate me ahead of time, it's costing me more work than I thought, the damn writings always mentioned a submissive couple willing to mate with us, but I get the impression that if I touch a hair it castrates me there is the same-

-Modern women no longer follow the rational thought of those of before Cristian, but you are a dominant wolf, make yourself known as her soul mate and if extreme measures are necessary, take them-

-Dakota, you have noticed a simple detail- his commander raised an eyebrow doubtfully- she is not a wolf, she is human, I think she does not even feel the link.

Dakota blinked in reaction and rubbed her hair through her fingers.

-You are right, in the texts there is nothing of a wolf paired with a human, only with a shapeshifter like us- he growled and Cris was afraid that Alisha would hear him.

-Don't worry, I'll take care of it, I've only known her recently and I haven't wanted to pressure her-

-But think about your wolf, you have any idea how long it will last, if you wait too long, you may not be able to control it in the first mating.

-I know, I know- he ruffled his hair frustrated- I'll do something soon, I know I'm a time bomb, I can feel it-

-I will talk to Louva about this, he must know something, he is the oldest of us-

-Don't ever mention his name and the word old man in the same sentence or it will tear your eyes out, remember what happened to Vladic- Cris smiled

-Well, I'll walk around the area before going to see if I can find any trace of the origin of the smell, I'll send someone in the morning, don't worry she won't notice, the last thing we want is for her to enter in panic.

Dakota left him a set of clothes that he always kept in reserve in his truck for after each transformation, where the clothes never came out unscathed. He could be a little calmer knowing that his commander was keeping track of the situation.

He had known Dakota since he was a puppy and had been in his care after learning of his potential as a beta. Although he was only 57 years older than him, the man was a genius in the art of war, he did not believe that there was a technique that he did not know. Even his alpha consulted his opinion when the situation got tense.

Cris saw Alisha come out of the shower a while later. She looked calmer and her skin a bit more flushed from the steam from the hot water. The shapeshifter had to hold the edge of the plateau to keep his body in control. His breath hitched in his lungs. He felt his member about to explode with excitement. The strands still damp stuck to each side of her face and the drops of water caressed her neck and were lost in the neckline of the thick sleeping robe. He clicked his tongue in discontent. He would prefer something lighter that allows him to devour that entire body with his gaze. Dakota was right, he had to hasten the claim or he had no idea what could happen, his wolf scratched the interior of his conscience and demanded to do what he was so limited, to free his purely wild and primitive behavior.

Asking Alisha's permission, he got into the bathroom as fast as he could and relieved her body with the cold water. The impact of the temperature sent shivers through all his nerves but his hips refused to give up. He had no choice but to relieve himself with his hand. He did not know if it was because it was her house or the smell permeated by each object in the bathroom, but it did not take him more than a few minutes to reach the delicious culmination. He gasped with satisfaction and tremors that ran up and down him, bristling the hair on the back of his neck.

-Damn, this can't last much longer-

Putting on his borrowed clothing, he found the woman sitting relaxed on the couch with her head thrown back and her eyes closed. Like a magnet, it sidled up like a beast after its prey, avoiding waking it. He moved to his side but the knob on the table caught his eye. He picked it up and read the name of some sleeping pills.

He grunt. His partner had reached the point of taking pills to rest and for the amount that remained, it was a habit for her to consume them.

-Meyer- he called her lightly, brushing his fingers on her arm. The simple contact made him close his eyes and contain his wolf, he was still sensitive. The girl did not move. The only reason that indicated that she was alive was the slight movement of her chest.

-Alisha- could not contain saying the name more sensually and increasing the contact on her skin, running her fingers to the beginning of the throat, where the skin became soft and creamy.

The only thing he received in response was a slight movement of her lips. Cris followed it and swallowed hard. Unable to contain himself, he passed his arm over the back of the sofa, sharing her weight and brought his lips to hers, touching them with fear of waking her up. He didn't know how effective those pills were.

He cursed internally. The simple touch had him literally feeling butterflies in his stomach. He increased the pressure by turning his head slightly to conform to her. He savored every inch of the tender meat with hers and ran the tip of his tongue over them. With his free hand he caressed her chin and moved it down allowing his lips to part a little and have full access inside her. His claws came out and buried themselves in the fabric of the furniture when he felt its taste on his palate. He moaned internally, that was the taste of his wife, of his partner, and he knew there was no way he would tire of her. He curled his tongue with hers, tilting his head further, arching hers allowing deeper access. He no longer cared about her waking up, he had no control over himself, his body proclaimed for hers. He caressed her neck, brushing it with the tips of his nails without hurting him while still devouring her mouth, he felt a moan coming from his throat and he smiled with pleasure. Her skin had slightly warmed up. He bring his palm to the bulge formed on the cotton nightgown. He closed it there and allowed his weight to fit perfectly on his fingers. It was perfect, it had been molded for him.

A tremor in her made him see a light of reason. He raised his head and ran back, tripping over the table, unable to balance himself, he held on to the chair. He ran his hand through his hair and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Both he and she were panting. More him than Alisha. It took her a few seconds to notice the brown fur that was beginning to cover his arms. His nails were no longer human, but long and sharp like his wolf's and the colors in front of him had been distorted to shades of blue and yellow. If he had continued he could not guarantee to remain human. Hell, I had no idea it was hanging by a thread.

He moved around the room over and over again calming his body and reversing the transformation with more work than he thought. His wolf refused to budge. After almost half an hour he managed to take full control. He approached his partner and blocking all his senses he carried her and placed her on his bed. He needed to get her out of her sight for their safety. The smell of the room overwhelmed him again and he had to almost run away not to claim her in her own bed. He opened the balcony door and let the night air calm his head and cool his revitalized limbs. Finding his mate was the best thing that ever happened to him, but no one had prepared him for what that entailed.