The Lycan’s Human Mate

We all eat while constantly conversing in anything under the sun but the topic drifted off of my departing which I am thankful for.

“Isn’t chemistry hard? With all the computation involved, I swear I feel as though my head may blow out” Sally shook her head in great disbelief, “I just thought math was the only one that needed computation”

Kate grumbled. “Sally, everything requires calculation. You compute even with your inconsistent diet plan”

I chuckled. “Chemistry does require a fair amount of computation and problem-solving, but it gets simpler once you get used to it.”

Sally replied, which caused the three of us to laugh, “I should trust the word of a professor with a Ph. D. degree but then again, I won’t.”

“Why did you choose chemistry in all of the subjects out there?” Claire inquired.

I shrug, “I don’t know but when I apply for college, the sound of Chemistry rings as a challenge to me so I take a BS in Chemistry. I enjoyed it more than I expected until I got to work in a company”

“But how did you end up as a college professor?”

Since the three were paying such close attention, I proceeded. “One of my friends asks me whether I’d be interested in trying out teaching. I actually plan to take a second degree so I decided to take units in the teaching field and try it. I didn’t expect that I would fall in love with teaching the students the subject I love so I decided to continue in the teaching field. That time my family and Anthony supported me so I feel so contented and happy about my decision though”

Sally have now her elbows propped on the table with her hand supporting her head. “You’re so smart”

I laughed at her, shaking my head, “No”

“Yeah, you are” Claire seconded.

“No, I’m not”

Kate joined, “You are”

The four of us laugh in the end, and then suddenly the door opens once again and this time I glance at it, the smile on my face fades upon seeing Traian who is looking at me. His face was hard and grave and his blue eyes held so much pent-up emotion as he looked at me. But in the corner of my eyes, I saw the three stood up in alert so like the other customers while I, sitting still in my seat. What is happening?

He prodded towards our table.

“Alp-I mean Traian, what are you doing here?” With clear worry in her voice, Claire asked.

I don’t know if it’s just me, but I felt that everyone was tense so was Claire, Sally, and Kate who were holding my wrist.

“I need to talk to someone,” he said grimly without looking at Claire. His gaze fixed on me which made me turn away. My heart was racing at his presence and the musky dark scent of his perfume.

“I think Jaidyn-”

Being aware of everyone’s attention on us, I got to my feet and turned to face Claire and the other two, making a conscious effort to ignore Traian even though my body was itching to come close to and touch him.

I answered, “I’ll head to your car first, Claire,” and turned to leave when he grabbed my arm and yanked me away from our table.

“What do you think you’re doing? Let me go!” I said at him, yanking my arm but his hold was like a python grip on my arm.

I felt the three behind me.

Claire tried to hold my other hand. “Traian, I don’t think this is necessary”

Now I look to be the rope in a tug of war. My attempt to free my arm from his was unsuccessful since he refused to move and continued to look coldly at Claire.

“You don’t think I would stay still after informing me that, don’t you?” He spoke with his voice deadly and almost like a growl that resounded in the diner. “Let go of her hand”Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Claire who seemed frozen in her place, quickly dropped my arm which left me stunned and her head hung low so as did the others. What the hell is going on?

I was yet to react when I was dragged to the backdoor of the diner. He slammed the door as soon as we stepped outside and released my hand. We are close to a forest. The area was eerily silent. I waited for him to speak while I was trying to control my anger. My patience was thinning which was unusual because I was known for having long patience but right now, he was testing it.

He appears to be really frustrated as I watch him inhale deeply and run his hand through his pitch-black hair.

“Aren’t you going to say anything? Like the reason you have for dragging me here?” I snapped.

He looked at me. His blue eyes pierced my green ones. His jaw was clenched. “You’re leaving”

That was not a question, it was a statement and sounded like an accusation.

“And? Yes, I am. So if that’s your question, I will take my leave now” I said and was going to turn around when he grabbed my hand.

The next thing I knew, his big hands were around my waist, and with a husky grunt, he crashed his mouth against mine and gave me a long, passionate kiss. I feel shivers spread as his teeth make a little bite onto my lower lip. My mind is frantically trying to come up with answers for what is happening. I’m frozen for a little period of time. It appears that I have forgotten how to kiss. I tried to push him away by placing my fists on his chest, but he resisted my efforts completely. He didn’t give me a chance as he slid his tongue down the top and bottom of my lips before plunging it into my mouth. A surge of pleasure and desire swept over me. My logical thoughts began to jumble, and the next thing I knew, I was returning his kiss and savoring his soft lips.

I got to my toes and found myself wrapping my hands around his impossibly thick biceps, my nails piercing into his skin. He was making sounds that didn’t sound human, were ferocious, and were out of control, and they should have horrified me. But it did not. I groaned more as the agony made my pleasure rise even more as I saw that his hand was entangled in my hair, his fingers pulling at the strands firmly.

“You will not get away from me, kitten” he murmured against my mouth and resumed kissing me.

My subconscious felt a tingling pressure that alerted me to the fact that he had uttered something strange. However, I was enjoying myself too much to give a damn about anything else.