Wolves, Ash Faith [romantic novels in english txt] 📗

deeply into mine. I screamed,

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” I yelled as I scrambled out of the sleeping bag, “Were you just lying there, watching?” I began to unzip the tent ready to exit as fast as possible, what an absolute weirdo. I felt claustrophobic as he lifted his own body out of the sleep bag dragged me back down to lay on top of the sleeping bag. “That’s not the way you should say good morning to somebody who’s trying to help you, you know.”  He said grinning, lopsided.

“Yeah well, there’s a part of you wanting a little more help than I’m willing to give right now.” I pointed at his shorts with the bulge. Oh man, stay focused, stay focused, I willed myself to stay still.

“And Why is your shirt off?” I added quickly noticing his godly ripped body. It was taking almost all my strength to hold off my instincts.

“I got hot.” He shrugged, got is a bit of an overkill, more like you always were, just with a shirt on.

“Out.” I pointed to the door.  “I need to change, and this time you’re not staying in here. Tricks like that do not work on me twice.” He looked upset at my order, staring into my eyes like a sad puppy, he then finally moved out of the tent.

“Hey, uh, Lana?” I heard Peter’s voice outside, finally someone other than Ace and his smug face. Hah, that rhymed. At least my bad humour was still intact.

“Yes, Peter?” I mocked his uncertainty, and heard someone laugh.

“Considering we don’t have any uh… female clothes with us, I hope you don’t mind but I took your dirty ones down to the river and tried to wash out as much blood as possible. Would you like them?” he asked warily, I got out of the tent to face him as he handed them to me.

“Yes, thank you so much.” I grabbed them out of his hand with a smile, “Finally, a gentleman” I could feel Ace’s sudden eyes on me from behind me, only widening my smile more. I turned to meet his eye daggers that he was shooting at Peter, clearly jealous. I cleared my throat and stood in his way, knocking him out of his little attempt at burning the guy with his eyes. I studied my surroundings, this time in daylight, there was the giant rock and its little indent we had slept in. To have any kind of peace when changing, I realised I’d have to go onto the other side of the rock. I started my way around bumping Ace’s bare shoulder as I went. “No one wins that easily, buddy” I whispered on my way past.

When I couldn’t see the camp or the guys, I dropped my guard. Putting the pants on first under the giant shirt, as they would be my only bottom half coverage. Then ripping off Ace’s shirt of as fast as possible before I decided to keep it on me forever. Once I was done I smoothed Jay’s old shirt over my boobs and was happy with the outcome of my look. Despite my fashion statement being one of the last things someone should worry about in the current situation, it didn’t hurt to look good.

I walked back around with my hand following the smooth rock. But I stopped just before I appeared on the other side, hearing a whispered conversation that I most likely wasn’t supposed to hear. I toned in to hear better.

“She is. It’s the only explanation.” I heard Ace sigh,

“And this appeared with a flash at your tent this morning, I think it was addressed to her by you know who.” Peter whispered as he handed some kind of paper by the sound of its crumple. Ace cursed.

“I don’t know if you realise it yet, Ace, but if we do take her back there’s no doubt she’ll know everything and will most likely stay there.” What in the hell are they talking about? The ‘she’ they talked of had to be me, unless any of their pack mates had a magical overnight gender swap. I needed to see this paper, whatever it was, it was important enough for them to want to keep it from me.

I stalked around the corner pretending I’d just finished getting changed, “What’s up boys?” I asked casually, My eyes stuck immediately to the paper in Ace’s hands. Before I could even ask what it was he shoved it down his pants in an attempt to hide it and deter me. Too bad I’d spent part of my free years in a share house with 5 guys – a move like that wouldn’t faze me – he was grinning as if he’d won, but boy was he wrong.

I started stalk towards him, making the deepest eye connection possible, letting my determination show as I reached centimetres from him.

“Nice try” I gave him as I smiled and continued staring into his shocked eyes, you messed with the wrong girl. Keeping the eye focus on his amethyst eyes, I shoved my hand straight down the front of his pants and ripped out the paper. He was shocked, and speechless, Well-deserved. I thought as I un-crumpled it and stared at the poster before me.

Now I was the speechless one. My smile drooped down into a frown, and rage started to take over. But then I remembered what happened when I got this mad, something I wanted to hide from Ace. My black veins. I felt them thumping to emerge, but I couldn’t let them, I didn’t want Ace to look at me like everyone who had seen them had. Like I was a monster.

“Tell me everything.” I angrily ordered, staring back at Ace, this time with hatred. “Now!” I growled, “No more lying to me, no more secrets, who are you and why do you think you could hide this from me?” I was enraged and I was focusing it all on him. I was becoming attached to the idiot, I realised it now. I’d trusted him. And like every god damn time, I put my trust in the wrong people.

“It’s hard to explain” Ace began trying to make eye contact, but I wouldn’t let him. I wouldn’t look into the eyes of the deceiver, ever again.

“Does it look like I care how bloody hard it is for you to explain? I need answers now, and then I need instructions, real instructions, back to the Prince’s house because clearly I can’t trust you people!” I could feel Ace’s pain from here. But I still didn’t dare look at him.

“Before I tell you anything, we must discuss a different matter. Come with me” he started to go back around to where I’d gotten changed. He had the nerve to order me around like that. I’d never met somebody who could frustrate me so easily and so much. I hastily followed and joined him.

“I need you to tell me what this feels like to you” he said, quickly wrapping his arm around my waist from behind me and pressing his body into mine. Was this some kind of joke? What is with this guy?

“What the hell do you think you’re doing? Are you even taking me serious right now? I’ll tell you how I feel,” I growled as he wrapped his arm tighter, “I feel like I could rip your head off right now and be done with this madness. I need to leave now, I am not your prisoner, this was not part of our deal!”
“I am taking you serious, Lana! Tell me how you feel, please” His breath down my neck, a feeling I used to enjoy, but now I was just more alarmed by how much control he thought he had. I’d done this before, I could take him down right now. I grabbed his arm and twisted it with all my might and thrusted him onto the ground, dirt and debris flying from his surprise.

“You messed with the wrong girl mate.” I said, seeping venom into my voice.

“No,” he said quietly, “I messed with the right one. Lana, I’ll let you go, but promise me one thing.”  He sighed and took a deep breath. “Promise me you won’t forget me.” I stopped applying pressure to keep him on the ground. The sincerity in his voice told me he wasn’t lying about letting me go, but his request was something I didn’t understand. “if you go north, you should be on the right track, you’ll find you know the way if you know your friend well enough.” he said, defeated, lying on the ground.

I said nothing. I had nothing to say to him. He agitated me, pulled my strings, lied to me and tried to control me, all whilst I thought I could trust him. That was it for me. I left him on the ground, and began walking where my instincts told me to. I wasn’t going to listen or trust his directions. The only person I would trust, was me.

Chapter 32 >> Ace's view

 

The sun appearing through the tent woke me gently. I stretched my hands out and yawned, that was one of the best sleeps I’ve ever had, I thought as I felt the serenity of the warm sun. When my lovely wake up was ruined by something hard sticking into my back. What the… and then I remembered the warm arms around my waist and who they led to. Are you shitting me? I knew exactly what was going on right now, talk about morning wood… I had to get out now, before I did something a small part of me would regret, but another wouldn’t. I turned my body around slowly to be met with amethyst eyes staring deeply into mine. I screamed,

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” I yelled as I scrambled out of the sleeping bag, “Were you just lying there, watching?” I began to unzip the tent ready to exit as fast as possible, what an absolute weirdo. I felt claustrophobic as he lifted his own body out of the sleep bag dragged me back down to lay on top of the sleeping bag. “That’s not the way you should say good morning to somebody who’s trying to help you, you know.”  He said grinning, lopsided.

“Yeah well, there’s a part of you wanting a little more help than I’m willing to give right now.” I pointed at his shorts with the bulge. Oh man, stay focused, stay focused, I willed myself to stay still.

“And Why is your shirt off?” I added quickly noticing his godly ripped body. It was taking almost all my strength to hold off my instincts.

“I got hot.” He shrugged, got is a bit of an overkill, more like you always were, just with a shirt on.

“Out.” I pointed to the door.  “I need to change, and this time you’re not staying in here. Tricks like that do not work on me twice.” He looked upset at my order, staring into my eyes like a sad puppy, he then finally moved out of the tent.

“Hey, uh, Lana?” I heard Peter’s voice outside, finally someone other than Ace and his smug face. Hah, that rhymed. At