There was no doubt I had taken a bite of a forbidden fruit.
A dream come true… if you were anything else, I would've been able to let go.
"You answer nothing like a normal girl would, huh? Where are my slaps or punches? Sometimes, you're too much to handle, you know?" Alijah chuckled, pulling away from my chest to show the biggest smirk planted on his face.
Those crimson red eyes, your figure... Everything that makes you... wonderful.
I reached for his cheeks, slowly tracing my fingers down his dark circles.
"I've been told that." I simpered, pulling myself up to kiss Alijah on his forehead.
By the gods, I love you.
Murderous and all, I loved everything about him.
Maybe I can hope... No, that's an error... I'm no match for your true love. I'm just an interloper in this. Yet... I don't want to let go of you.
My feelings were overflowing again.
"Oi... That's not fair play. If you're going to kiss me, then do it properly." Alijah pouted with a low growl, tugging me to clash with his lips.
After everything we did, without hesitation, I responded with the full force of my affection. We had kissed when we were connected many times, but this one was sweeter. Our tongues intertwined together, leaving me to enjoy him.
Drawing away from me, he gave me a moment to breathe before doing it again. When we separated again, he licked his lips, enjoying my taste in him. It tempted me so badly that I almost lost my reason.
Don't... misunderstand, Rem. This wolf... has someone else in his heart. This is just child's play for him.
Alijah went to kiss me again, only for me to stop him, but not because I didn't want to. We needed to go before the sun came up, which would be at any moment.
"We should go," I mumbled, holding my hand towards his lips.
He clicked his tongue, tugging away from me. "Right."
We struggled to get off the floor, but once up, we rummaged around the house for useful supplies.
Wyatt doesn't need them anymore.
I picked up my bag and stuffed it with anything helpful I found. Much to my surprise, my headphones and player were in it. Alijah had picked them up in all that chaos with the demon without knowing how important they were to me.
Though they had become irrelevant while he was around, I would undoubtedly need them again, as the ghosts would flood me when he left.
Another thing… No! Grow up, Rem!
I was looking for anything useful in the kitchen when my wolf suddenly grabbed me by my tail, startling me. Huffing, I glared at him, triggering him to chuckle. Though I think he was enjoying the scare, he had given me more.
"You should shower," Alijah announced, glancing down at my tail that was bloody from...
Oh...
My cheeks felt like they were burning, tugging away my blood-stained silver tail from his hands.
"No, I'll wash it later in a river or something. Let's leave here already." I mumbled, trying to hide the embarrassment that was once again showing.
Alijah sighed, turning around and heading for the door.
"Just don't talk to anyone," he warned, picking up his bag.
I grumbled, grabbing all the stuff I found to hide all the actions that occurred in this house. This was to make sure no one could discover all the embarrassing things that happened. I couldn't care less that Wyatt was dead.
However, everything else...
Those... need to stay a secret forever!
"I won't be speaking to anyone. After all, I'm about to commit another crime." I smirked, triggering Alijah to turn to me.
"What are you going to do?" he questioned, scrunching his eyes.
Instead of answering him right away, I spilled all the alcohol I found in the living room. With a little accelerant, this wooden house would surely burn, and alcohol was very flammable.
"I'm going to set this house on fire," I informed the wolf.
"What?! Isn't that going to attract more attention?" He huffed, shaking his head.
After all, it would bring complications. If my brothers were still in town, they would surely see it, but I also knew it would be inevitable for them to find this house again after we left. Wyatt was a dead healer, and someone would surely come looking for him.
A soft sigh left my lips as I turned to him, taking out a matchbox I found on one shelf. The elf had many valuable things to use in this endeavor.
"I kind of don't care," I smirked, shaking the box.
Alijah growled loudly, "Oi, you aren't the one running!"
His brows were crunched up, and his eyes were twitching, too.
This is a necessary sacrifice!
"I can't let anyone know all that happened here," I sighed, returning to my goal.
There was no use in trying to explain it to him. After all, it was silly. My wolf grabbed my hand, prompting my gaze to land on him.
"I thought you were fine with it," Alijah whispered, voice shaking.
No, I… This isn't about you!
I couldn't turn around quicker, though.
"I'm fine with what we did! Caden or Aiden can't find that. I'll die, Alijah. Like I'll really die if they see that!" I blurted out, clasping his shirt as my life depended on it.
My sudden outburst caused him to bite his lip before sighing.
"Okay, okay. I get it. Hopefully, I won't croak on the run to wherever we're going." He complained, rolling his eyes.
Even though we had just crossed a line, we were still normal, and it made me happier than it probably should've. Turning to my masterpiece, I opened the box, pulling out a match. There, I finally answered his complaint.
"You'll be fine, Alijah-tan. You've had worse, no?" I sassed.
Surely, this wolf had plenty of sleepless nights while on his rampage. That was when he suddenly grabbed me by my waist, tilting my head upward to meet his lips. His tongue invaded my mouth, swiftly taking the box away from me as he did so.
"Stop calling me that, and yes, I've had worse. It doesn't mean I won't bitch about it." Alijah growled, pulling away from me.
Luckily, I had other things in mind other than to allow myself to fall into a haze. However, it was hard after he kissed me like that. Instinctively, I twirled around, trying to reach for the box as he held it out of my reach.
Ah... Did I piss you off? Why are you so tall? Stupid Lycan genes!
"I meant your rampaging days!" I squealed, trying to get him to give me the box.
Alijah shrugged, "I don't care what you were referring to. I just want to make you beg for something." He teased, smirking.
Punishment for what I had said, leaving me to grab onto him by his shirt, pulling him down slightly. There were many things I wanted to beg him for. To give me that box, to move on from his past, to love me, but I wouldn't.
No, I only wanted his happiness.
Fuck it.If what we did is discovered, then so be it. I'll live with it.
"Do what you want," I mumbled, smothering my face against Alijah's chest.
He grumbled something, suddenly lighting the match with ease. Even though it was something new to him, it wasn't hard to figure out. Much to my surprise, he drew me into another kiss before throwing the match into the alcohol.
In an instant, the floor caught fire as Alijah jerked away from me, tugging me outside of the house, where he shifted into his beast form. With no hesitation, I climbed on him before he bolted through the roads.
Luckily, no one was out since the sun had not yet set. Those who were out were by the memorials of the people lost. It didn't matter, though, as the fire would surely wake them once it got out of control.
After leaving the village, Alijah ran for what felt like hours. Even though he had fought the beast and was exhausted, his recovery time was probably the fastest I had ever seen. Compared to Dad and my brothers, this wolf was on another level.
Sometimes, after going all out, my dad and siblings needed a whole day to rest, yet Alijah hadn't slept. He ran just as fast as he had before, even though exhausted. However, to me, he was also much more than that.
Even though he should've been a terrifying being, I couldn't see him that way. Even when he killed someone in front of me, enjoying it so much that he wanted to fuck right after. None of it scared me.
His caress made me feel warm and blissful, and even the feel of his fur while I clung to him gave me peace. Sadly, none of this would've mattered once Lilith entered Alijah's life again.
If only she remained dead... Then I... No, I can't allow myself to think like that. The name you first called out to in your delirium was hers, not mine. She's alive in your heart. No matter what, she'll always be your love!
Sadly, he called for mine only after he was back in his somewhat sound mind. I couldn't let myself be swayed by anything that had happened. He could've been doing this to control me for his means and probably knew how I felt about him, even though I hadn't placed it into words.
I mean, you even asked me straight up, too. Damn it… I think I failed at all of this.
Somehow, I had to be stronger to remain on top and protect my family from everything. I couldn't allow him to play me like a musical instrument, even though I wanted it so much. When we stopped running, the sun had risen to the middle of the sky.
We had stopped far away from villages in the middle of a forest where a lake loomed nearby.