CHAPTER 18— YOU''RE AFRAID


    He began with leaving tant marks on her inner thigh, riling her up until she could barely take it


    anymore. His eyes were still on her, watching her as he moved closer to the apex of her thighs.


    Quinn was impossibly wet, so much so that she felt ashamed of herself. It’s been months since she


    had any form of intimate contact, and now this man was giving her more than Jeo ever could with just a


    few touches.


    Her hands clenched by her side as she waited for him to reach the climax, as well as the conclusion of


    this night. He chuckled, the sound throaty. “You’re so impatient, little red…but then again, it’s time I


    gave you what you want.”


    With those words, his lips dived between her folds and Quinn hurled over from the pleasure, shiver


    after shiver wracking down her spine. She straightened herself, not able to hold back her cry when the


    anticipation that had been drowning her finally washed her up ashore.


    She grabbed the back of his head, shoving it deeper between her thighs as his tongue circled her flesh


    and his lips sucked greedily at the pink nob. “I…goddess…I’m close.”


    His teeth grazed her clit and then a finger of his circled the rim of her entrance before slowly sinking


    inside. Quinn moaned, feeling the pleasure all the way down to her curling toes.


    Her legs were shaking so much that she could barely hold herself up…this was bliss, fervent butterflies


    were burning a path in the pit of her stomach. The heat was rising, to a point where she could not hold


    back the explosion. Her body stiffened, head thrown back as she finally let go,ing on his finger that


    had dug so deep into her.


    He didn’t stoppping at her essence, not until the prominent convulsion of her body came to a sudden


    stop. He pulled away then, licking her slick off his lips and sliding her leg off his shoulder.


    He straightened himself, standing to his feet and towering over her. “Was that enough? Did you finally


    recognize thepatibility and the bond between us? Is this enough to prove that you are mine?”


    He smirked, index finger sliding across her neck, stopping at the burn mark that was there. “Or must I


    just mark you? It’d be nice to rece his stupid mark with mine once and for all.”


    At those words, Quinn’s body tensed, her eyes ncing down to her clothes on the low grass and then


    up at him. It seemed she’d been drunk before, but she had sobered up now, what had she done? How


    could she have…?


    He said he was her mate, but it could have been a lie…and even if it was the truth…Quinn didn’t…she


    didn’t want to start all over again, to get hurt all over again.


    Jeo had done enough damage…she couldn’t deal with the emotional trauma of being betrayed again.


    Pushing herself off the tree, she walked around him, ready to run away, but he grabbed her hand…just


    like he did that night when Jeo hauled her away from him. “Quinn, where are you going? At least stay


    here a little longer with me.”


    “No…” Quinn clenched her jaws, hauling her hand out of his. “I don’t want anything to do with you


    anymore…consider tonight a mistake, one that I terribly regret.”


    And then she ran off, changing into her silver wolf mid-run. She ran back home, not even greeting her


    parents as she walked inside; naked and sad. Her father tried to talk to her, but she mmed the door


    in his face…putting on some clothes before curling up beneath the sheets.


    She was an idiot…she’d just made a fool out of herself, and for what?


    The tears that rushed down her cheeks, she wiped them, tangibly feeling as her pride diminished. She


    shouldn’t have fallen for that, shouldn’t have fallen for him.


    His mouth was as wild as lupins, he was the alpha king; he could get any woman he wanted, and he


    chose her? The girl with the scar of an abandoned mark on her neck…


    Quinnughed bitterly. If she fell for him, he’d toss her aside…because him too would soon realize that


    she wasn’t enough, even if it takes him three years.


    With a trembling hand, Quinn pulled the sheets from over her head and looked blurrily at the ck


    jacket syed out across her pillow. She reached for it, pulling it against her chest after inhaling its


    scent.


    As predicted, it calmed her, giving her a reason to find peace in her sleep.


    |-_-|


    The next morning, Quinn woke up to three knocks on her door. Her eyes fluttered open, blurrily looking


    towards the door. “Dad…?”


    “Yes sweetie, it’s me. I’m aware you may still not be in a good mood, but someone is here to see you.”


    “Who?”


    “The alpha king…”


    Quinn jumped up, throwing the jacket aside as she staggered towards the window, pulling the curtain


    aside to look outside. The blurriness of her eyes had now suddenly dispersed, for she wasn’t just


    hearing things, he was out there, standing right in front of the veranda.


    Quinn sighed, running her hand down her face. The memories ofst night were still fresh in her mind.


    She wasn’t ready to face him yet…


    What would he say, and how would she respond?


    Groaning to herself, she opened up her bedroom door, greeting her father. “Morning, father.”


    “You might want to fix your hair and wash your face.”


    Quinn nodded, walking to the bathroom instead of the front door. Shebed her fingers through her


    messy red hair, catching it in a bun that was equally messy. Then she washed her face and brushed


    her teeth as quickly as possible.


    She knew she was going out there to reject him, but she still wanted to look the least bit presentable.


    She wasn’t sure why, but in front of him, she always felt self-conscious…even more so after what


    happenedst night.


    Clearing her throat, she pulled the front door open, holding her head down as she walked outside.


    “Hello…may I ask how you found my house?”


    “Cannon took me.”


    “Okay and what are you doing here? Last night, I told you that I didn’t want any~”


    “I came here to return these.”


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    Quinn finally held up her head, looking at the bag he held in front of him instead of his face. She


    couldn’t look at him…she’d burst with embarrassment if she did. “What’s that?”


    “Your clothes…the ones you left behind. I washed and dried themst night.”


    More shame filled her as she reached for the bag, taking it from his hand. “Thanks…” She turned to


    walk back inside, but stopped. “I hope what happened between you and me doesn’t taint your


    judgement of the pack. I’m sorry if I led you on…I’m sorry if I’d hurt your feelings, but I don’t want this;


    you or this bond.”


    “You can say that all you want, Quinn…but I will not give up. You’re lying to yourself, you do want this…


    but you’re afraid. Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle, I’ll slow down my pace,st night I pushed you too far. I will


    not do that again, not until you’re ready to wholeheartedly ept this.”


    He retreated after that, not saying another word…just quietly walking away. Quinn turned to watch him,


    sighing as she nced down at her jeans pant in the stic bag. His voice had been so gentle and


    determined that it made her heart move. He seemed like a genuinely nice guy, but hadn’t Jeo been a


    nice guy at first too?