Mated To An Enemy

Bell had told Axel that whoever his patient was, they needed rest. She had instructed Axel to not let them go anywhere for at least another twenty-four hours. And so, Axel’s return to Winter had been put on hold for another day.

But the idea of staying in a hospital or clinic room any longer was not one that Alice was willing to go along with.

Axel was glad to find that there was a small house behind the clinic. He guessed it had been used for guests visiting the pack. There were no pictures or personal touches, just essential furnishings and a few decorations.

It was more than enough for their needs, and it kept them from having to explore the homes that had been in use during the attack.

Alice had found a pair of scrubs in one of the closets of the clinic that fit her. She got dressed and left the room, seeing Axel standing just outside the clinic finishing up a call.

“I have no choice but to trust you with this,” he spoke into the phone with a severe tone. “Find her or be prepared to let her go.”

He hung up his phone and turned to her. Having felt her coming, it was a strange but welcome sensation for him.

They approached each other with a sort of awkwardness. Each feeling the strong pull between them, each wanting to lean into it, but neither was sure of what to do.

Their conversation was stunted, choosing to mostly remain silent.

Axel guided Alice to the house. There was only one room, something neither of them went out of their way to comment on.

Alice opted to take a shower.

Axel fell back onto the bed as he suddenly felt the weight of the past two days. The battle with Eclipsed, Ashleigh being taken by Granger, finding Alice.

It was a lot.

He listened to the sound of the water running just past the door to the bathroom. It was soothing, more so because she was in there. The sound of the falling water mixed with her scent helped calm his frayed nerves while enticing his other senses.

His mind wandered to the kiss in the clinic.

He took in a deep breath as his heart pounded in his chest. The taste of her lips danced in his memory, the feel of her hands on his chest, her body pressed against his.

Axel groaned as the arousal prickled over his skin.

He glanced at the door. Axel wondered if she knew what he was feeling. If she had any idea how base his instincts truly were.

The more he thought about her, the more his desire for her grew.

With a growl, he forced himself off the bed, standing up to leave the room. He thought a run was what he needed to clear his mind of these impulses.

He drew in a sharp breath as his eyes fell on her.

Alice stood at the door to the bathroom, the steam pouring out of the room behind her. She was holding a small towel in front of her, barely wide enough to cover her breasts and reach mid-thigh.

She stared back at him, with eyes shining brightly. Her cheeks flushed, and her lips parted ever so slightly.

Her eyes trailed down his body, resting at the bulge in his pants. She sucked her bottom lip under her front teeth.

Axel felt as though his skin were burning. The desire to touch her was so strong it was painful.

“Axel,” she whispered.

Her soft voice danced in his ears like a siren’s song.

She took a step toward him, and he took a step back, raising his hand to tell her to stop.

“Wait…” he said. “I can’t… I…”

The wolf in him was pacing, whimpering, whining to be with his mate.

Alice swallowed, taking another step toward him.

“Alice… please… stay back.”

“Why?” she asked.

“I don’t… I won’t be able to control myself,” Axel finally managed to say. _{ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀ​ꪶ​}

Alice smiled.

“Is that bad?” she asked.

Axel let out a low growl.

Alice stopped. She looked at him carefully.

“Do you want me?” she asked.

“You know I do,” he replied honestly.

“I want you, too.”

Axel bit down on his lip. Trying to regain his senses.

Alice watched his struggle. She saw how hard he was fighting to push past the desire. She didn’t understand. All she wanted was to touch him, be with him, feel his warmth. But maybe he didn’t want that. So she took a step back.

“I won’t force you to be with me,” she said, holding the towel tighter against her body and turning back toward the bathroom.

She gasped as she was suddenly enveloped in his presence. The warmth of his hands on her shoulders.

He held her gently, resting his forehead against the back of her damp hair.

“You aren’t in your right mind…” he whispered. Then, nuzzling his nose into her hair. “You don’t know what you want.”

Alice breathed in his scent, a tingling sensation spreading over her being. Finally, she closed her eyes and lay her head back against him.

“I’ve never been more in control of my own thoughts,” she said softly. “The only thing I have ever wanted… is you.”

Axel’s hand slipped off her shoulder, his fingers gently caressing her collarbone, across the top of her chest, pulling her back against him. Their bodies pressed together.

His soft lips lightly brushed her throat as his long hair tickled against her shoulder.

“Are you sure?” he whispered against her throat between kisses. “Once you are mine, that’s it… there’s no going back..”

She let out a soft moan.

Alice swallowed and then let her towel fall to the floor. She turned in his arms.

She looked up into his hazel eyes. He stared back at her with heat and something more. Honesty, compassion. He wanted her to be sure. He wanted to give her a real choice. Something she had never had before.

Alice brought her hand to his face, running her thumb over his scar with a soft smile.

“Axel,” she said, “I’ve always been yours.”

Axel let out another low growl before he reached out for her. Pulling her off the ground, she wrapped her legs at his waist and captured his lips with her own.

He carried her back across the room to the bed, laying her down carefully while never breaking their kiss.

Alice felt the heat inside her spreading, growing, blending with the fluttering in her stomach, turning into a hunger.

Axel pulled away, and she let out a soft whimper. He smiled down at her as he pulled off his shirt, revealing his well-maintained body to her. She felt her heart quicken as she bit her lower lip.

Axel let out a soft chuckle. Then, he stood up from the bed. For just a moment, Alice feared he would leave.

Instead, Axel kneeled down on the floor beside the bed. Then, placing his warm hands at her ankles, he slowly brought them up over her legs, to her knees.

Alice gasped; his every touch was sending small pulses over her flesh. Then, finally, he spread her knees. Seeing him between her legs staring at her with hunger, Alice felt both aroused and embarrassed.

“What are you doing…?” she whispered as his hands moved down her thighs.

Alice gasped, rolling her head back without meaning to. She let out a whimpering moan, and her fingers dug into the blanket below her as his thumbs traced her slit.

“You are my Luna now,” Axel said as he moved his head between her legs, the heat of his words dancing along her skin. “I’m adoring you.”

Alice cried out in ecstasy as Axel’s skilled tongue adored her. They spent the rest of the day and night making up for all the time together they had lost.