h4Chapter 118: He Blew Her Mind./h4

    His words echoed in her ears. She had always known he loved her, but the way he said it now in this moment hit her differently. He was looking at her with that deep intensity, his green eyes pulling her in like a force she could not fight, like she was about to be swallowed whole.

    When his tongue touched her in between, she lost control of herself. The sensation was overwhelming, far stronger than she had imagined. His fingers had already felt magical, but the way his tongue moved against her made her shiver at first and then melt as heat rushed through her. She felt as if something had been unlocked inside her and she was enjoying every bit of it, the way his tongue teased her, slid in and out, taking her apart.

    Soft moans escaped her lips and her hands buried into his red hair, holding him to her, desperate for him not to stop. He devoured her like she was his sweetest craving. Her strength gave out and her hands slipped from his head as she leaned back, her eyes rolling shut, drowning in the pleasure. She did not want it to end, but then it stopped.

    Her brows furrowed as Renn pulled back, kneeling in front of her on the bed. She followed his gaze and froze when she saw the size of his arousal straining against the towel, thick and restless like it was fighting him. She could not stop herself from wondering how it would look once free. A flicker of fear rushed through her. Could something that big even fit inside her? She had not thought about that when she had been acting bold, pretending she knew more than she did.

    Renn ced his hands gently on her knees and sighed. Ang’s heart pounded, her body screaming for more even though he had stopped.

    "What happened?" she whispered, her voice trembling, eyes begging him not to leave her like this.

    "You have never had sex before," Renn muttered softly as his thumb brushed across her thighs. It was not a question, but she still gave him an answer, because she did not want him to stop.

    "I have."

    He didn’t buy it.

    Renn let out a low chuckle and shook his head. "Did I also steal your first kiss that day?"

    Her cheeks burned as she looked away. "N-no," she stammered, and this time heughed, the sound making her heart melt as if he had disarmed herpletely.

    "My little wolf," he murmured, leaning down between her legs again, his lips brushing her skin. "You must have read too many of those erotica books."

    Her breath caught as he settled between her thighs once more. Their eyes met, holding each other, and her heart skipped. He was dangerously handsome, tender yetmanding, knowing exactly how to push her toward the edge without even touching her too much. She wanted to ask him how he knew she was untouched, but then she felt the hard length of him pressing against her thighs, restless and throbbing, demanding to be set free.

    "I will use the bathroom," Renn said suddenly, standing before she could stop him. The towel nearly slipped but he caught it just in time. It was not shame that made him turn away. He was protecting her from what he knew he might not be able to control if he stayed.

    "Can Ie along?" Ang asked with a small smile, ncing in his direction.

    "No, babe. I will just take a shower and be back," he replied as he shut the door behind him. Ang blinked, a little surprised at the way he brushed her off. She sank back on the bed and hugged the pillow close. His scent was all over it, and without meaning to, she pressed her face into it and inhaled. A smile touched her lips before confusion rushed in. What was wrong with her?

    Her eyes opened wide as reality sank in. She had almost given herself to Renn. It was not that she regretted it, but Stales had warned her that iming could happen through sex, and if the other Alphas found out, everything she feared woulde true. They would fight each other, especially Renn. Hiro was already jealous because Renn was her boyfriend, and Taros hated the fact that she was living in the same room with Kaito. The prophecy was clear. She was supposed to bring peace, not war. So why was she letting herself get carried away?

    Ang turned on her side and scolded herself in silence. Maybe she needed to stop being selfish and start controlling her desires before it destroyed everything. She had just calmed down when the bathroom door opened. Renn came out, his body fresh from the shower, dressed now in a pair of ck Nike shorts and a red vest that clung to him. He walked to the bed and slipped in beside her, pulling her against his chest like he could not help himself.

    "Are you already missing me?" he teased softly.

    "Why should I miss you?" Ang muttered, crossing her arms tightly. He looked a little surprised at her tone, but she refused to care.

    "Are you still angry?" he asked carefully.

    "Did I say I’m angry?" she shot back, her brows drawn together.

    Renn chuckled and squeezed her gently. "You don’t have to say it. I know you, babe. I want you anytime, anywhere. If I had the chance, I would never let you out of my sight. But..."

    Ang turned to face him, her chest tight. "But what?" Her body still burned from earlier, and she could not understand how he had walked away so easily when she was still restless and aching.

    "You will be eighteen tomorrow," Renn said softly, his hand brushing her cheek. "Why don’t we wait?"

    Ang rolled her eyes and sank into the bed with a groan. Of course he would use that against her. "I thought werewolves don’t care about age."

    "Really? Who told you that?"

    "No one. It’s just my thought."

    "That’s not true. I will im you after your shift tomorrow," Renn whispered, kissing her gently before pulling back. He stood up and walked over to the wardrobe. Taking out a shirt and a pair of shorts, he turned to her with a smile. "You should change if you want to spend the night here."

    "No... I am leaving right now," Ang said as she stood from the bed. She bent to pick her shirt and only then noticed it was torn. Renn had not taken it off her carefully like a gentle man. He had acted like an angry beast, and deep inside she knew she was the one who pushed him into that when she chose wild passion over the gentle touch he first offered.

    "I think you really need this, whether you are staying or not," Renn murmured as he came to her side. He took her hand in his and guided her back to the bed. She sat quietly on the edge, confused about what he intended to do.

    A cold shiver ran through her spine when she saw the way he was looking at her, as if he had not just seen her naked minutes ago. Embarrassment crept up her chest even though he was her mate. Before she could find words, he took the shirt from the bed and gently slipped it over her body. She stayed still, letting him dress her without protest. He pulled the shorts on her the same way, careful and tender, and when he finished she rose again and wrapped her arms around him in a sudden hug.

    "You are blowing my mind away, Renn," she whispered with her eyes closed. The hug was brief, and she pulled back quickly to pick up her wrap from the floor.

    "Let me get you a bag for your clothes," Renn said softly. He walked to his wardrobe, picked out a bag, and carefully packed her things inside. He was ready to escort her, but Ang’s heart ached at the thought of leaving him.

    They reached the West house in less than ten minutes. Renn hugged her at the entrance and whispered goodbye, but even then he refused to leave until she had climbed the stairs and disappeared safely into her room.

    Ang opened her door and stopped short. Kaito was inside waiting, though from the look on his face, maybe not for her. She was shocked he had returned so soon. He stood from her bed with a strange expression, his dark eyes locked on her as he walked forward.

    Without a word he took her face in his hands and studied her closely, like he was trying to see through her. Ang’s chest tightened. What if he realized she had been with Renn, that they had almost gone too far? But why should she feel guilty? They were all her mates. She had no reason to let any of them make her feel ashamed.

    The only fear that gripped her was the thought of the Alphas turning against each other because of her.

    "You got marked by two of my brothers," Kaito said, his brows drawn tight, his jaw tense as if he was holding something back.