Isaac's Pov

I watched her as she struggled with the little wolf. I just stood behind the tree watching her, it was really funny. She's delicate and wasn't made for fighting.

She lay on the floor very tired and passed out. The wolf tried to spring at her but I transformed into my wolf and with all my speed, I caught it in the air. The wolf fell to the ground lifeless.

I stared at her and chuckled at it. She was stubborn, yeah I know that very well but I am going to live with her. I know it's difficult but I wasn't going to give up on her.

When I first saw her, my heart flattered, it knew this was exactly what it wanted. And her looks too, that day she looked at me as though I had cast a spell on her.

That made me happy until she started behaving all childish and rejected me in front of everyone. It was such a hard feeling though, she was right Lycans had a strong human nature.

Unforgivable, ruthless, stubborn and you know, the list is long. That's why she kept behaving as she had been. I was different from them and she couldn't understand that, saying all men are the same.

Mm, I will change how she feels about me, it's going to take long but what has man got to live for? Money? I already got the wealth! So you see that I am going to dedicate my life to making her happy.

I bent down and touched her silky black, smelling of vanilla conditioner. I smiled, this was my chance, if she woke, I wasn't going to ever touch her.

I have suffered you know, for two long years. Each day running into another, making the torment of not finding my mate engulf me. Sometimes I would try to escape it by walking to my club and banging the money-thirsty girls harder than they've probably encountered.

However, immediately after I returned home to my bedroom, I would be found wanting in the deepest part of hell. And I would be the, you know, sort of the pull being more powerful than me.

I will wake up from my nightmares, bathed in hot sweat. My shaft protruded from its hideout and had no one to tame. So I will get out of bed and start my day regardless.

After office, the process repeats itself sequentially. Torment, fu*k har.d, being dragged to hell, returning from hell bathed in sweats with my shaft needy but never getting satisfying. Afterward, the office again.

I sighed and decided to lift her off the ground into my hands with what I would do to my first girl child. Her face was beautiful, well behaved brows and thick long lashes.

Her naked lips were pressed together in a firm line. It was without lipstick but, it looks seductive than all the girls I had online

Now I felt the urge to kiss it, kiss it hard until I felt blood taste on her tongue. I heaved, it was my wildest dreams, I already told her I wasn't going to touch her until she asked me to.

We trekked through the forest, tall straight or curved trees—all kinds. When we went through my pack's gate, she opened her eyes slightly and I smiled.

"Let me down!" She cried out, hitting on my chest. The guards and the servants watched us like Santa. That did not bother me, it was my own house, no one's gonna question the things I do and how I do them.

Looking over at them she flashed, embarrassment drawn visibly across her face.

Behind my closed bedroom door, I finally put it here. She eyed me and sat on the bed.

"Lydia, take no offense but you, not everyone can. That explains why I would need to ask. Do you do the laundry?"

"Why would you ask me such a question?" She demanded, finally having the chance to spit out her anger on me.

"Because you are seated on my bed with dirt, remember you passed out twice and all of it, you lay on the ground," I said and chuckled.

"Do you not have people for that in this big Mansion?"

"I do but does it mean I should deliberately make it dirty to disturb them? Join me, let's shower first."

"Excuse me?" She exclaimed with seriousness mixed with amazement.

"Be my guest Lydia. Did you see all the decorations in the house, it was meant for you. Do you notice how my pack welcome's you? We mean to take good care of you. But you are too stubborn to understand that." I said while discarding my shirt to the ground.

"I am not being stubborn to understand, you should also bear in mind that I know men and their cunning ways of luring you into some deep shit. It's just like that everywhere! In the beginning, they would make you the center of their world. If possible, go against Heaven for you. After they have gotten what they want, they begin to treat you as though you are some kinda pathetic thing."

She finished and I hummed.

"What do you think we want, Lydia?"

"I know better than I do, Isaac. Which is why you should understand that am not like any other girl you can deceive with your smiles and lies."

"You are seriously funny, anyways, let's scratch that. I do not think you have any idea how I had to sweat just for carrying you down here, please let's shower now."

It was the first time I had watched her laugh. Oh, she laughs like she's got no problem in this world. When she realized I was staring, she maintained her usual posture.

"Are we going to continue arguing on this? You are too stiff." I said as I flounced to the shower.

The water poured on me, it was cold and now I regret more than ever I had not persuaded Lydia here. She's such a hard nut to crack and also very funny. I was getting used to her presence already.

Now, I felt hasty to get out of this place, get to her, and probably resume our arguments. We will be doing that more often I guess, she does not understand anything.

I hauled a towel and wrapped it around my waist. Immediately I entered, his glimpse caught mine. The pull was stronger now than ever as she was staring over at my chest.

It was beautiful I think! All the girls I once had something to do emphasized that fact. The hair lay peacefully as the water ran zigzag along it—just like how the morning shower curves on the stems of a rose flower.

Her eyes were needy, mine too. Tell me you want this, Lydia, give me the green light to go on.

She parted her lips seductively and trailed forward. She slowly trailed her fingers along my breast. My chest rose and fell at what she was doing to me. I watched her do it, the fact is I didn't have anything to say to her.

"What are you doing, Lydia?" I finally broke free from the spell she cast on me and found my voice.

"I don't know, Isaac! What do you think?" She asked and I smiled.

"Do you not think calling me Isaac is disrespectful?" I said rather calmly, almost in a whisper.

"I am not planning on calling you Alpha because you are not my Alpha. You are just a mere Isaac to me." She replied, in the same tone I asked.

"I wasn't asking you to call me Alpha, neither am I telling you that I am your Alpha. I just asked you a question."

"Do you love playing with people's minds?" She asked, still with her hands roaming my chest and eyes fixed on me.

"I wouldn't dare, baby. Why don't you tell me that you want us to try something more interesting than arguing?"

"Something like this?" She asked, surprising me by planting the softest kiss on my lips. I won't deny I felt vivacious.

I'd wanted to reply with a fervent kiss but she suddenly pulled, pulling my heart away with her. She smiled and left me in the middle of the room.

"I will take a shower first, Alpha King." She said loudly under the running water.

I wiped myself dry and pulled on Armani's shorts and silently anticipated what she would have to offer.

I just loved how she was this minute, playful, and hilarious. I heaved and walked closer to my pellucid glass walls to have a view of the beautiful city.

I felt a soft fluffy fabric brush my bare back then her hands encircled my waist. She trailed a series of pecks along my spine.

This is really what I have wanted for all my life. To feel the power of passion burn relentlessly in my body.