Hiding the Alpha’s Heir

I spent my whole evening finishing my work.

Unfortunately, Desmond was watching me the whole time. He wouldn’t remove his gaze away from me. He kept staring at me while I tried my best to concentrate on sewing his trousers.

“You know what is best to do at this point, Seraphina?” Desmond asked.

I tried so hard not to yawn and focused my eyes on the needle I was using. “To sleep, yes,” I said, not interested in engaging in conversation with him.

He chuckled darkly. “Are you that sleepy?” he asked softly.

I didn’t answer and just released a sigh. I was too tired not to say anything. All I wanted was to finish this. I felt like I was returning to the same workload back when I was working at Madam Ibanez.

Ah, yes. I would be able to finish this tuxedo and would return to that kind of environment soon.

I was worried about Sander. I hope he is alright and is cooking his own meal right now. He must have been worried as to why I hadn’t arrived home. I looked at the wall clock and saw that it was already one a. m. One more hour then I would leave.

Sighing, I looked at Desmond who was staring intently at me again. “Can I make some black tea? I am close to sleep…” I said as I rested for a while, feeling my hand throbbing.

“No need. I will make you one,” he said after a moment of silence. “Just continue your work there.”

I only nodded and didn’t want to argue with him. It was a good thing that Desmond behaved right now and did not become a violent one unlike he did yesterday or other days.

When I felt like he was not around, I couldn’t help but bury my head to the table, feeling my eyes getting droopy in no time. Any moment now, I could finally fall asleep. But I must not…

“Sander…” I mumbled, slowly closing my eyes. Mama would be back, I swear…

“Sander who?”

I peeled my eyes open as my heart raced so fast when I heard Desmond speak. I raised my head and smelled the aromatic scent of black tea and Desmond’s musky scent while my eyes landed on him who was already arching his eyebrow.

“Desmond…” I inhaled sharply, gulping.

“Who’s Sander? Your new lover?” He stretched out a smirk.

It’s our son, you idiot! I wanted to say that but I averted my gaze and glanced at the cup of black tea that was on my table. “It is none of your business,” I said as I took a sip but I got burned from how hot it was causing Desmond to tend at me. “I-I am alright…” I hissed softly when my tongue felt burning right now.

“Allow me to check it. Stick your tongue out,” he said, worried, and held my face.

“I am fine, Desmond.” I shivered and distanced myself from him when my wolf reacted to his touch. His touch was waking my senses so I must stay away from him as much as possible.

But he held my face again. My heart leaped seeing him so close. If he would get closer, his lips might have landed on mine. I must do something before he could do that and would hypnotize me with his touch.

But I felt like it was already too late because I was already mesmerized by his amber eyes. His eye color was inherited by our son which was why I had a hard time moving on from him.

“Seraphina…” he called my name in his sensual, hoarse voice that made my wolf react to that. His thumb was gently caressing my lower lip.

“Desmond…” There was a warning bell lingering in my head when Desmond was drawing closer and closer.

My breath thickened when his face was near my neck. I heard him sniffing my scent and sighing in relief. I trembled when he breathed on my collarbone. With his action, I could feel myself getting wet down there.

“I can smell your arousal, seraphim.” He met my eyes with a lazy smile. His eyes were surely sparkling in lust and desire while his hands were already teasingly caressing the side of my breasts.

I leaned forward, yearning for more of his touch. I was supposed to distance myself from him but why was my body betraying me again? Why couldn’t I stay away from him?

Desmond switched his glance between my eyes and lips. I couldn’t hold myself when my wolf urged me to kiss my mate.

I kissed him and Desmond did not hesitate to respond back. He groaned and had my legs wrapped around him.

“You must finish your work,” he said through kisses while his hands were cupping my bosom, wanting to remove my dress. “Seraphina…” He groaned when I started kissing his neck and licking his earlobe.

His hold against me tightened as his breath was becoming uneven. I couldn’t help pleasing him more than anything. I was slightly surprised that I still knew where his weak spot was.

“You will be the death of me, woman…” I ground myself on his lap while raining him some kisses. I felt aroused when I felt his bulging trousers colliding with the apex of my thighs. “Seraphina… if you keep continuing this… I swear you shall extend that you will stay here.”

At that moment, an image of Sander waiting for me at the flat came across my mind. I halted and looked at him. His eyes were already glowing as his wolf was trying to take over him.

Uh-oh… This was not good.

Licking my lips, I separated myself from him and sat beside him when I realized that I should not have done it to Desmond. “I-I must finish my work,” I said after a moment of silence and stood up.

I gasped when I felt his hand catch my arm and pull me to sit on his lap. I looked at him when his touch was giving me a fragment of sensations flowing through my body. He tightened his hold and buried his face in the crook of my neck.

“Desmond-”

“Come back to me, Seraphina.”

I froze at his words. It was faint yet I could hear very clearly. My wolf was squirming right now because it was something we had been longing for as soon as we severed our mate bond with Desmond.

“I need to finish my work,” I said after a moment of silence. I tried to remove his hands away from me but he only tightened them more, not letting me go. “Desmond,” I called his name by gritting my teeth.

“You killed me as soon as you rejected me. Do you have any idea how I could live my life without you?” he asked in a painful tone.

I closed my eyes, feeling the corner of my eyes getting stung. Not this again… I did not want to talk about this topic. “I need to finish my work, Desmond…” I groaned and attempted to remove his hands but to no avail, he did not allow me. “Desmond… Please!” I pleaded.

He sighed and released me. I got off his lap and saw his face darkened but he did not say anything.

I immediately returned to my seat and continued my work. I even drank the tea that almost lost its warmth. I spent my whole hour finishing my work before I told Desmond that I needed to leave.

He only nodded as a response.

That suddenly made me feel awkward because his attitude changed again. Sometimes he would go soft, sometimes he would go silent or violent.

“I shall continue this later,” I said one more time as I curtsied before him and turned my back to leave.

“Wait.” I halted and turned my head, perplexed. Desmond stood up from sitting and took a stride in my direction.

Being cautious, I immediately stepped back. “W-What?” I asked nervously and reached the doorknob but I flinched when he closed the door and pinned me between the door and his front body. “What is it this time, Desmond?” I asked, growling at him in annoyance.

I closed my eyes when his lips trailed down to my cheek and down my ear. “Let’s get you something to eat outside. Then I shall let you hop on my wolf form later.”

“Huh?” I creased my forehead and opened my eyes. “I can handle going there,” I said. “Can you get off me? You are making me uncomfortable!” I demanded.

He chuckled darkly. That became music to my ear and I also felt a tingle down there. “You are a pretty liar, seraphim,” he said meaningfully.

I suddenly wanted to pinch myself when I realized what he meant. I was being a hypocrite. How many times did Desmond and I press our bodies together? Then I wasn’t doing anything at that time to push him away.

This was preposterous. Indeed.

Embarrassed, I spoke, “Fine. I shall go out to eat first and do what you say. So, get off me now!” I didn’t know why but my tone changed when he started rubbing his lower body to my back. I felt like my breath was getting shaky and feeling nervous because of his actions.

Desmond, why was my body reacting this way whenever it was you?

“Alright,” he said before he got off and took my hand to clasp it with his. “I knew a town where we can dine there at this hour.” He checked the time and saw that it was already two in the morning. “I shall tell Elron to fetch these seven. That shall be enough for you to sleep, hmm?” He turned at me while my eyes were darting on his hand that was on mine.

I snapped back when I felt his intense gaze and nodded. “Yes. That shall be enough.” I was relieved because he was being considerate. “Give me two days. I can finish your tuxedo,” I added.

“I see.” That earned him silence.

I did not hear anything from him even from the time when he transformed into his wolf form. His elephantine black wolf with golden eyes was still as gorgeous as ever. It always took my breath away.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

I couldn’t help myself touching his snout. It suddenly brought me back to the past where I always admired his wolf form and until now… I was still admiring it.

“Desmond…” I chuckled when he licked my face. It was his usual behavior that he would always say that I must mount on his back. “Alright. Alright.” He huffed and lowered his body after that.

I couldn’t help smiling because even though he could not mind link me, I could still understand his body language. That suddenly froze me when I was about to mount him on his back.

I realized what I was thinking and castigated myself before I shook my head in annoyance.

Even so, I still couldn’t help myself admiring his wolf form just like I always did before. I suddenly missed myself being happy in his arms before. Feeling my heart ache, I hugged his neck and whispered in his ear, “You really know how to torture me…”