Chapter Twenty
Michael's POV
I had asked Linda to leave me. But when she agreed and left me there standing alone, to deal with myself then I realized that I wanted more of her. More than she had allowed to give me.
For more than twenty minutes, I just stood there like a mannequin and tried to convince myself by saying, “She can't handle your heavy feelings right now, bastard. Calm your ass down.”
But no.
For someone who prides himself for his control and clear thinking, I lost all control over myself.
Thus, after standing there for what felt like a whole lifetime but maybe just twenty minutes, I walked into the direction where I saw her leave earlier. It was only when I was halfway to the bathroom that I heard her distinct voice calling for help. Listening to the familiar voice plea for help I started running.
My wolf growled inside me, so ready to tear anyone apart, who had the audacity to as much as lay a finger on her. My own hands were itching to snap someone's neck.
I reached the room where she was in, and opened it. There, I saw her in James' arms. Almost fainted. I would have thought that she was completely knocked out of it, if it wasn't for the slightest movement in her hands which were tugging at her clothes.
My brain was struck at seeing Linda in that way. And, At that moment, I only had one urge, which was to punch him and beat the living shit out of him.
It was safer to assume that it was James' doing then think that someone else had laid his hands on her.
However, abruptly, he moved out of my vision and disappeared somewhere. That's when I realized that he was taking her to her room. I followed right behind him.
And everything that had happened after it was history.
Except when Dr. Moore had asked us to help Linda by taking care of the drug that ran through her veins, through a natural way.
His suggestion made me swallow hard. Both from the nervousness and thirst. I, so badly, wanted to accept it and go for the suggestion to willingly mate with Linda, but my conciseness pushed me to think rationally and think about it objectively.
If we go ahead and do it then would I regret it later? Or more importantly, would Linda regret it later? Would she hate me for doing it? Especially when she is under the influence of drugs? Or even worse, would she consider this rape?
Even thinking about it made a cold chill run down my spine. I shook my head. This thought was as scary as it could go. More so, when the chance of her thinking that way was very much possible.
And if we still pushed it and let it happen then, would she straight out reject me?
No.
No.
That can't happen. I won't let it happen. Not now. Not ever.
My eyes darted towards James. To my surprise, he was looking at me too. He had the same look on his face that most probably I did as well. A hint of lust which was almost covered by worry.
“You think we should do it?” He asked me, connecting our mind link.
“What if she hates us later for doing this to her?” He asked me. As if I didn't know that might happen. I didn't know it myself. The same questions were running into my mind.
“Maybe we should ask her directly.” I suggested.
“But she's under the influence of drugs. Right now, the drug will do the talking and not her. And what if she just says no? What would we do then? Stand there and watch her suffer?” He reasoned. He was right. That might happen. There was a strong possibility that she would just deny it, straight away. After all, she only knew us for a few days. We were mere strangers that she didn't even know anything about. She would only be doing the right thing to deny a bunch of strangers to touch her.
But something was telling me that she might agree. After all, she previously reacted to our sexual advances towards her, right? Just a few hours ago, she was flirting with James then she let me kiss her. Perhaps, there was the slightest and I mean the slightest chance and possibility that she would agree to this and also might never even regret it later.
And I would make sure that she would have the most passionate night in her life. She will experience the greatest sex of her life. Or better, she would experience the greatest love — making of her life. She would feel loved and treasured by us. She would be showered with pleasure all the time. And I would make sure that marking her would be painless for her.
But there was one more problem.
“Wait. She must be marked by only one of us though, right? Only one can become the next Alpha and not two. Even the moon Goddess made that clear.” I told James. His eyes became intense and his whole body tensed.
“Then that one person would be me. And only me. I will mark her tonight and become the one and only Alpha of our pack.” He said. His words angered me. I felt his growl inside my head that, in return, turned my wolf to jump in and roared at him back.
“Over my dead body. She will only become my Luna. And I will be the sole king, the only Alpha, to rule this pack. Not you.” I said. This earned a deep growl from him.
“You two. Snap out of it. I know that you both are linked and talking about it. At least for now, keep your bickering away and think about your mate.” He said and crossed his arms around his chest as he pinned us with his glare.
“She might die. Then I had to deal with her dead body. You don't want to put me through that now?” Dad asked. His words spiked a fire within me.
How could he say that about our mate? She is our lifeline. How could he even dare to think like that?
If he was anyone else then I would have snapped his neck without a second thought but knowing that he is our father and the fact that he is the Alpha, I swallowed my anger down my throat and tried not to kill him with my eyes. James gave him the same look.
He must have realized what he had said because I saw his demeanor change, and he visibly flattened his expressions.
“I didn't mean it like that. However, you do what I ask you to. Without questions asked. Now, quickly decide. I don't think the delay in your decision is going to make her condition any better. So hurry up.” He barked at us. He was right. The only thing that matters right now was her health. Which could not be compromised, in no situation.
No matter what.
So I decided.
“We will do it.”