Sorry for the hiatus. I'm back! Enjoy :)
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Cat wandered into Luca's bedroom. They were teenagers, both going through very different puberty phases. A week ago, Luca tried to kiss Cat and she was forced to give him 'the talk'. He left in a rage. It was terrible and awkward.
"I'm sorry about how I reacted," Luca said heavily. "I was really upset. You might understand, after saying you wanted to be with me, and then..."
"I know," she said hurriedly. "I'm sorry, too, Luca. I was sure it would be you, but I should have listened to my parents. I can't help this change. It's..."
Luca waved an impatient hand. "Let's not go there again."
Relieved, Cat sighed. "I love you, Luca. You know I'd never hurt you on purpose. You're my best friend."
"Good," Luca replied, watching her, ignoring the crushing stab of pain that she called him just a friend. "It was a shock, you know." He paused, watching her knock back a glass of water. "There was something you said the other night. About desire."
His heart thumped when her long lashes went down. She was so freaking sexy.
Luca licked his lips, his dark eyes hopeful. "I can be that guy."
It was such a futile concept, Cat almost laughed. "No, Luca."
"I can. All I have to do is turn you on."
"It's more than that," Cat warned, her chin raised cynically. "It's dangerous and I don't feel that way about you."
"You thought it'd be me, you just said so."
"I thought you were over it," she said impatiently.
"I am," he insisted. "I've figured it all out."
"You don't understand. What..." Cat frowned. Something was wrong.
Luca stood aside and she fell onto his bed.
"Luca," Cat breathed, immobile, staring at him with those gorgeous blue eyes that hurt him so much. "I can't move. What are you doing?"
"It's just a sedative. We can do this," he said, determined, climbing over her. He saw her dismay shift to horror when she realised.
"Oh God, Luca, please don't. Don't do this."
"It's okay," he murmured, pressing his finger to her soft, pouting mouth. That mouth he'd imagined kissing for too long.
"Stop, please. You have to listen-"
"No," he frowned. "You're perfect. We're perfect. I won't throw us away. Just let me try."
Tears filled her eyes when he began to undo her blouse. "Luca, please." It was a last pleading attempt.
Luca ignored it, securing her wrists with rope, kissing down them to her neck. He nibbled the silky skin.
Cat dizzily shook her head when he tried to kiss her.
Irked by her continued rejection, Luca cupped her face forcefully and pressed their lips together, his tongue poking into her mouth. He withdrew quickly, pushing her shirt up and kissing down between her breasts, cupped prettily in a bra, his breathing heavy down her skin.
Cat began to cry when he unbuttoned her pants, pulling them down, his eyes on her pale green panties. He paused and removed something from his jacket, a piece of material.
"What the fuck is that?" Cat slurred. "Luca, don't-"
The cloth was stuffed into her mouth, a suffocating scent.
"Don't be upset. I'll be gentle," he said huskily, pressing his face into her crotch, shivering with arousal as her sweet musk filled his nostrils. It was finally happening. He was so fucking hard.
Cat grit her teeth, rage flooding her body when he pulled the gusset aside and began to lick her, his tongue rubbing her clit. The scent on the cloth, distinctly lycan and male, flooded her senses, triggering her into a lethal rage.
Cat growled, uncomfortably stimulated.
Luca ignored her, ignored everything else, lost in his fantasy. The things he would do to her. Then she'd be proven wrong, wrong about everything, wrong about their future. They could be together, she just needed to see it.
Then Luca was winded, on his back. Cat was straddling him, the cloth gone from her mouth; snarling, her face vicious beyond recognition, her eyes the deepest blue he could imagine. The rope he'd chosen so carefully was torn and hanging from her wrists. Then he saw her nails.
In a slow second, Luca realised his huge mistake. He could have tied her down and raped her, she wouldn't be strong enough to fight him unaroused. But he was entirely fixated on removing her rejection and empowered her in the most dangerous way possible.
"Cat!" he screamed, arching in agony, warm blood splashing up his face before he blacked out.
Luca shook his head, back in the present, smiling as he reminisced the one time he'd had Cat at a temporary disadvantage, though he'd paid a hefty price. He traced the scars down his chest, wondering that the most terrifying experience of his life also happened to arouse him.
Cat never forgave him for breaking her trust like that. Never would. But he had to have her.
Luca checked his phone when it buzzed. Hector wanted to see him, was probably pissed he disappeared to chase Cat. Livid that Jett strolled in and stole their most valued asset.
His phone went again, and he answered. "Yeah, I saw the message."
"Not that," Pavel answered, his tone almost panicked. "The team we sent to scope the border? They're all gone."
"What?"
Luca turned abruptly, buttoning his shirt, looking for his keys. "What happened?"
"Someone, some
thing
. We don't know yet."
"Have you told Hector?"
"Not yet. It's a mess. We don't even know what happened."
"Jett is really surpassing our expectations," Luca muttered.
"It wasn't Jett," Pavel replied. "That's the point. The threat came from outside."
"Outside," Luca repeated. "A new arrival? And you haven't told Hector?"
"Thought you could mention it when you finally return his calls."
Luca hung up. "Fucking smartass."
He wasn't worried about Hector. He had a potential solution lined up, a tip that surfaced in his search for Cat.
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