Chapter 30: Chapter 30

EVERLEE

I flipped the letter through my fingers on the way to the library.

The invitation to the luna house was taped to my door, a nice surprise since the last thing taped there was an animal leg.

The excitement coursing through me formed a guilty umbrella.

I would only be a luna if I chose Rage.

Something inside of me wanted to go and see. Wanted to follow in my mother’s footsteps. I nibbled on my bottom lip while jogging up the library steps.

My first test in Werewolf History was tomorrow. I paid attention in class, but it wasn’t enough, and I knew it. Just because my father was an alpha didn’t mean they would make it easy on me.

The study room I picked out was nestled in the corner of the second floor. The windows were glass, and the table was large.

To my surprise, Rage waited on me.

“Hey,” I said, shutting the door.

Rage leaned back in his chair with a smile on his face. I’d taken plenty of times to ogle the man, but he looked extra delicious today.

Maybe it was the tightness of his T-shirt, or the way his hair looked windblown. “Glad you made it. I’ve been dying to see you all day.”

Rage leaned forward to kiss me but, I sat and swerved out of his way. “I’m here to study. I don’t need any distractions.”

Rage put both palms up in surrender and opened his binder on the table. “By all means, study. I wouldn’t want to get in your way of an A.”

Unable to stop my smile, I looked over at him. His gaze was shifted toward his work, but there was a ghost of a smile on his lips. “You’re not studying, Ever. I can feel you looking at me.”

Tomorrow I’d be leaving to go see my parents for the weekend.

My wolf mourned the loss of time with Rage.

“Am not,” I mumbled, trapping the end of my pen between my teeth. “You’re dreaming that up.”

Rage leaned forward and pulled the pen from my mouth. “I have something else that I can put in that pretty mouth.”

The escalation felt like sliding into silk. Rage had never spoken to me directly, but I loved it. Shifting forward, I met his stare and smiled. “Yeah? Why don’t you show me?”

Rage’s eyes shifted and gold twisted into the electric blue.

He swiftly reached out and dragged me underneath the table. I yelped and Rage masked it with his mouth. The excitement of someone coming around the corner and finding us rushed me.

Rage trapped me between his chest and the floor, his hips pressed against mine and our breathing labored. His tongue snaked into my mouth without permission.

Heat scorched me and seared between my legs.

I tangled my fingers into the back of his hair and pulled. He chuckled and broke our kiss, his mouth a hairbreadth away from me. “There’s one thing that wants to be in there.”

“And the other?” I asked in a hushed whisper.

“Can’t come out now,” he said.

Rage rolled over onto his back and pulled me on top of him. My lust snapped like a broken dam, and I felt myself unraveling.

His dick was pressed between my thighs.

My fingers tightened around his T-shirt, and I rolled my hips down against him. He gripped my hips and stilled me. I watched as he slowly rolled me down against his length.

Tears of frustration pooled in the corners of my eyes.

I wanted him so badly I could taste it.

Rage looped his fingers around the back of my neck and brought me closer. “I can’t wait to sink inside of you. To know that I’m going to do it whenever you’ll let me forever. I can practically feel how tight you’ll be, Ever. Do you think about it? Dream about it?”

“I can’t stop thinking about it,” I whispered, and nicked his jaw with my teeth. “I don’t want to go home this weekend. I want to go to your room and let you rail me into the bed. I can’t take another second.”

Rage rolled me around and put me underneath him.

His teeth sank into my neck, and I felt the points of his canines pressed against my skin. We were wearing too many clothes. “Do it,” I taunted. “And then screw me under this table. Please,” I whispered, knowing it was unfair.

Rage growled deeply into my ear, never moving, keeping a steady position against my neck. Rolling his hips, he pressed himself into the v of my legs. “God, stop it,” he hissed. “We can’t do it.”

“I want to,” I said in a helpless whisper.

“I do too,” he said, tearing his mouth away from my neck. When he moved enough for me to see his face, I noticed the unhinged look of his wolf attempting to make it through. “Tell me you’ll pick me,” he whispered. “And I’ll get the chance to do this forever.”

The words were on the tip of my tongue. I needed to tell him how far I’d fallen for him. There was a wedge between Harlan and I that I didn’t feel with Rage. It was easy with him.

Harlan was pushing me away.

Rage was my soulmate.

I wanted it to be him.

I opened my mouth to spew the truth when someone knocked on the glass of the study room.

A student with a shocked look stood at the door. She was wearing big glasses and oversized overalls. She didn’t think this was as cute as I did.

I scurried up with Rage behind me and twisted my clothes straight. Rage was laughing when we gathered our books and slithered out past her unamused expression.

Our laughter broke free when we walked into the alley between the Nurses Station and the library. Rage caught me around the waist and pressed me against the brick. “That was unfair to ask you that. I know you can’t yet.”

“It was unfair to ask you to have sex with me, too,” I said, suddenly embarrassed out in the open. “It was a tease even I couldn’t take.”

Rage pressed his dick against my belly. “I can’t wait to hear you say it,” he whispered. “To call out my name over and over.” He tangled his fingers into my hair and brought my mouth to his. “To see you cum. It’s all I’ve ever wanted, Ever.”

Desperation loomed over me. I needed to stop this before we ended up in his room, and I was screaming his name into the night.

“I got an invitation to the luna house.”

He smiled. “Good subject change. Anymore taunts and I might have taken you against this wall.” He stepped back and smoothed his palm down his face. “That’s amazing. Are you going to go?”

“Yeah. It’s for lunch on Monday. I’ll head over there after my classes. Should I do something? Like dress up? The invitation didn’t say.”

He shrugged. “I’m not sure. Your mother would know.”

“Good idea. She’ll be excited to hear about it.”

Rage wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him. “Since we were caught, maybe you should go to your room and study. I don’t want you to fail because of me.”

“I’m not that far behind. I really wanted a chance to be alone with you tonight.”

“Well, you got it,” he said.

We walked back to my dorm together. Rage kept me close. “What will you do this weekend?” I asked, simply curious.

He looked out at the field. “Probably run with some of the alphas. And wait for you to come back. Do you think your father will know what’s going on with Harlan?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know, to be honest. It’s worth a shot.”

Rage stopped at the steps of the dorm. His lips were puffy from kissing me. I knew our scents were intertwined. I wanted everyone to stay away as hypocritical as it was.

“Will you let me know you made it back to pack lands?”

“I will. I’d love to run with you on Sunday afternoon if you’re up for it.”

Rage nuzzled his mouth into my neck and breathed me in. “My wolf would love to run with yours. Be safe this weekend, okay? Don’t wander off from the kingdom. Since we don’t know what’s going on with Harlan.”

“Harlan won’t hurt me,” I said.

But I wasn’t sure I believed it.

Rage pulled back. “I don’t think he will, but just in case. My wolf can’t relax if we don’t know you’re safe. Please, Ever.”

“I promise,” I whispered. “I’ll stay with Mom and Dad. We’ll be fine.”

Rage kissed my neck and stepped away. “I’ll see you Sunday.”

I watched him walk off toward the alpha house with a hurried, determined walk. My wolf whined at his absence. I felt her sadness in my own stomach. The RA’s desk was empty when I walked past it toward our dorm room.

The cameras the chancellor promised were in the corner of the hallways. I wasn’t sure what they would do or if the idiot would be stupid enough to come back.

I hoped he didn’t.

Bryiar sat on her bed, legs crossed with a book on her lap when I opened the door. She lifted her gaze and gave me a look. “What’s that look for?”

“Harlan’s been looking for you. Said he wanted to make sure what time you two were leaving tomorrow.”

I pulled my cell phone from my bag.

There were many missed calls and texts.

“Whoops,” I said, locking our door. “I had my phone on silent.”

She dramatically shut her book and swung her feet to the ground. “Were you with Mr. Alpha King?”

“Yeah,” I said, setting down my books. “We were in a study room in the library.”

Bryiar looked down at me with a Grinch-like grin. “Studying?”

“Stop it,” I said.

“I can smell him all on you, Buttercup. You two are getting pretty hot and heavy. You feeling the same way about Harlan?”

The question sliced my heart.

I wasn’t. I didn’t.

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and looked over my shoulder. “I’m up the creek without a paddle, Bryiar. I don’t know what to do.”

Bryiar walked over and put her palm on my shoulder. “I think you know exactly what to do.” She pointed toward my chest with her index finger. “You know in here what your heart wants, Ever. Don’t sell yourself short. Do what makes you happiest.”