Chapter 4

***Amara’s POV***

I pull away from him slowly, I force myself to stop. I can’t keep doing this, giving in to him whenever it is convenient for him. He is slowly breaking my heart with every day that we keep our relationship in hiding.

I sigh, and turn my face away from him, willing my tears to stop. He turns my face back towards him gently.

“Ok love, I will speak to my father about us, damn it all to hell” he says quietly, causing me to stop breathing for a second from the shock.

I can hardly believe his words! “Are you serious? We are really going to do this?”

“Yes, I am serious, just give me a chance to speak to him before you speak to your parents. I don’t want to live a half-life with you anymore. I am all in.” he places his palm on my face, cupping my cheek.

I am over the moon, elated, tears coming back now, but this time they are tears of joy. I look up at him, his face looking determined and content. He looks down at me and gently presses his lips on mine. I deepen the kiss, letting all my emotions out.  Then from the corner of the rooftop, we hear someone clearing their throat.

We look up and it’s Cyrus. “Sorry to uh, interrupt you guys, Amara, Tobias is looking for you and I don’t think it will be long before he heads this way.”

Oh, how I wish we could be out in the open already, but at least it’s happening soon.

“Thanks Cyrus, I guess I will go down and intercept him”

“Wait, did you come here with him?” Trent looks at me expectantly, waiting for my answer.

“Well yeah, he came by the house with Violet, and they dragged me out tonight.”

He looks perturbed but doesn’t say anything. I slowly pry myself off him, standing up over him. He holds me by my waist and inhales my scent before letting me go.

“I will see you later love.” He says longingly.

I smile down at him and kiss him goodbye before turning around and heading towards the stairs. Cyrus smiles and nods as I walk by, leaving them alone on the roof. I head back inside the club and immediately run into Tobias.

“There you are gorgeous.” He beams at me.

“Hey yeah sorry, I needed some fresh air” I mutter, not able to make eye contact with him.

“You ready to show off some more of our moves?”

“Nah, I actually think I am ready to head home.”

“Well then, your place or mine?” he says half-joking, half-hopeful.

I smile and give him a polite laugh. I know he is joking and pushing the envelope to see what I will let him get away with it. He really is a great guy, handsome, intelligent, and so much more. Life would have been easy if I had given my heart to him, and this is obviously what he wants. It really sucked having to turn him down and hurt him time and time again.

“You know better than that. No worries though, I can see myself home. You can continue charming some other lucky ladies with your dance moves.”

He looks at me dejectedly but smiles and nods.

“Alright gorgeous, another time then.”

I give him a quick hug and start heading towards the exit. I mind-link Violet to let her know I am heading home, and she starts heading for Tobias immediately. I have always wondered why that wasn’t a thing. She seemed interested in him and she was after all a gorgeous girl. With her tall slender body, straight long black hair, and her unique violet-colored eyes, she definitely got her fair share of attention. Who knows, maybe it would happen someday for them.

Right as I am reaching the exit, someone grabs my arm. I turn around, prepared to tell someone off only to be face to face with Trent who has apparently forgotten himself.

“What are you doing?” I ask him.

“Well, if we are going to go public, what does it matter if we have just one little dance before you go?”

I am shocked. We have always been so careful not to be seen interacting more than what is appropriate by pack business standards. He has especially held up that pretense more so than I have.

“I am in if you are” I say a little breathless from the excitement coursing through me.

He grabs my hand with a sly smile and leads me down the stairs to the dance floor. Maybe it’s my imagination but I already feel stares in our direction. A new song comes on just in time for us to start dancing. Sweet melodic beats ring out, and I start moving along with him. He puts his arm around my waist and brings me closer to his body, our bodies pressed together and swaying in unison. My arms are draped around his neck, and I am in heaven as I can feel his whole body on mine and smell his intoxicating scent. I lose myself in the music and in his arms. The song ends and we look around. Everyone was staring at us. Tobias walks over, Violet on his heels.

“Amara, what is going on here?” Tobias demands.

“Tobias, you know Trent?”

“Of course I know him, but what are you doing with him? Besides, I thought you were headed home.”

Trent takes a step forward. “Hey man, don’t worry about, I just asked her to dance with me. No reason not to be civil.”

Violet smirks behind Tobias as a new song comes on. The electro pop beat coming through the speakers, Violet grabs a hold of Tobias hand.

“Come on, let’s dance,” Violet says, pulling him away from us.

Trent grabs me by the waist again, turning away from Tobias and starts moving our bodies to the music. I keep looking at Tobias, waiting to see what he will do. Violet starts moving with him, trying her hardest to entice him to move with her until he gives in. Gradually everyone goes back to what they were doing, while still occasionally gawking in our direction. Trent seems oblivious, and he starts running his hands up and down the sides of my body. His touch is so seductive. People were definitely going to be talking about this tomorrow, and I could care less. Trent tilts his head downwards, sliding his face into the crook of my neck. He gives me a light kiss and then a nibble. A moan escapes me.

“Careful now, you can’t tip our hand already, keep making noises like that and someone is bound to notice.” He growls into my ear.

“Well, if you don’t want me to make noises like that, then quit doing things like that.”

He laughs and pulls me tighter. He starts moving us towards the edge of the dance floor, until we reach the stairs to head back up to the entrance.

“What are you doing?” I ask him.

“I’m done here, I want to get you home and do bad things to you.”

My pulse quickens and I follow him out the door. We make it back to my place, and as soon as I shut the door, he is on me, tearing my clothes off. Our hands going everywhere, deep sensual kisses, we can’t seem to get enough of each other throughout the night. It was like this new mindset of going public ignited us. Eventually we tire out and fall asleep in each other’s arms.

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The next day I wake up to Trent still in my bed. He has never stayed over before. I snuggle into him, trying to gently wake him. By the time he stirs, his cock is at full attention. He smirks as he sees me notice it. He immediately groans and I see his eyes flash over as he enters a mind-link. I slowly, slyly put my fingertips on the side of his head, stroking him as if I am being affectionate. What Trent doesn’t know is that I have recently been honing my newfound gift. With the help of Leonora, a witch from the Azul Crystal coven, I have been discovering my gift for reading minds through touch. It is not uncommon for Alpha wolves to develop special gifts as they get older, I had just decided it was better to keep this one to myself for now, especially since I didn’t have a handle on it yet.

I can’t make out what the voice on the other end is saying clearly enough but I can feel their anger well enough. I eventually recognize his father’s voice, Alpha John. I can pick up bits and pieces of the conversation, and from what I can tell he has been informed of our extracurricular activities from last night but he is mostly upset because Trent hasn’t shown up for a pack meeting that is already underway. Trent tenses up and tries to get a word in.

“Dad, I can explain, I will come by to talk to you in a few.” He cuts off the mind link and looks defeated.

“Are you okay?” I ask him.

“I have to go immediately. I have already missed an hour of the pack meeting I completely forgot about. Also, it would seem the cat is out of the bag. My dad wanted to know why the whole pack was talking about us hooking up at the club last night, so I will explain what I can. We will see how it goes”

“It will be okay Trent; he has to understand. Old pack grudges don’t even matter anymore, we love each other, don’t we?”

At this he looks up at me, peering into my eyes. “Yeah, I suppose we do.”

He gets up and rushes around getting dressed. I hate to see that beautiful body of his covered up. I would much prefer to gawk at his muscles and tats all day. He finishes up, leans down, and gives me a kiss on the forehead.

"Wish me luck, our future is riding on this.”

“Good luck babe, but no matter what happens, we will face it together right?”

“Amara, that sounds good in theory, but think about it. What happens if our parents or our packs don’t accept us together? Then what do we do or where do we go? Who takes over our packs when our parents are gone? It’s just not that simple. I have already put so much at stake for you, just let me see what I can do and be grateful for it.”

His words sting me like a slap to the face. I know what he is feeling but surely he doesn’t mean to be so harsh. I turn away from him and think about what my next move will be. I feel Violet reach out through the mind-link.

“Amara, girl you are in some trouble today. I had breakfast at the packhouse and your little exhibition with Trent is all anyone is talking about.”

I sigh.  I guess it won’t be long until my parents find out if they haven’t already. This is going to be a long day. I get up and head towards the shower. I stop and turn to Trent.

“I know you are worked up about all this, but no need to hurt me in the process, call me later and let me know what happens. I love you, Trent.”

He looks at me for a few seconds, studying my face before speaking.

“I love you too Amara, I just hope that’s enough.”

He turns and walks out. I head to the shower to get cleaned up and collect my thoughts before I go to face my own personal firing squad for the day, although I feel like as hard as my day might be today, Trent’s is going to be worse.