Chapter Thirty-Nine

Regan’s POV

I knew exactly what she was doing.

And I only knew because I knew who exactly would advise her to act like that.

Jasmine had started to avoid me. And rightly so.

I knew I had not behaved too well.

But I didn’t deserve to be avoided and ignored.

The reason I knew the game she was playing was because I knew the person who invented it.

Nana.

And since Lena was quite similar to Nana In almost every way, I could only conclude that she had been the one to insist my mate start treating me in the manner she was.

But her avoiding me made me realize the error of my ways.

I had always told Lena to never allow a mate treat her in an undeserving or disrespectful manner. I had taught her to know her worth and not stand to receive anything less.

So if Lena was advising my mate to act in that manner, it simple meant that she believed I had not treated my mate as well as I ought to have, and it made me feel guilty, sad and ashamed.

I should have just explained to her when she had asked me what was wrong that night.

But I had not.

And that had been selfish of me.

I knew I needed to talk to my mate but that soon became an impossible task when I could never get her alone.

I had tried to approach her to talk but had been brushed off and ignored.

And even though I knew I deserved it, it didn’t make me any less hurt, and worse, angry.

I could feel Rage on edge.

He did not like being away from our mate for so long anymore than I did and when she brushed us off for the fifth time that day, he had had enough.

Before I could realize what was happening, he had grabbed hold of her around the waist and had made me throw her over my shoulder.

As she shrieked in surprise and began to pummel my back with her small fists, I vaguely noticed the strength in her hits that hadn’t been there before.

Thinking that I was glad Rage had made that decision for us, I marched us out of the pack house, where we were, and towards our house, all the while ignoring the teasing looks we received from the pack members we came across, as well as her threats which she hauled at me.

I took her into the house and marched straight towards our room, kicking the door open and walking in to not so gently drop her on our bed.

“What is the matter with you?” She yelled at me, obviously angry and embarrassed.

I had never truly seen her angry and for some reason, the sight of her anger excited me.

“I should ask you that”, I retorted, angry at her treatment of me as well. “That is not how to treat your mate”, I scolded.

“I am glad you know that”, she said, shooting me a look filled with accusations. “Considering how you treated me”, she accused.

I ran a hand across my face, knowing she was right.

“That still does not give you the right to treat me like that”, I told her, not admitting to my fault.

“And you have the right to treat me however you wish?” She asked, folding her arms beneath her breasts. All that managed to do was draw my eyes and attention towards them.

So I was quite distracted when I spoke next.

“I am your Alpha”, I said. “I can behave however I wish”.

Her face turned a shade deeper and her chest rose and fell as she panted in anger.

I had started to forget what we were even quarreling about.

“No, you cannot!”, she yelled. “I am your mate”, she reminded. “And you can not treat me as if…” her voice suddenly caught in her throat and my eyes immediately looked up from her breasts to her face to see her eyes already brimming with tears.

My heart broke.

“Jasmine”, I called out softly and took a step towards her to comfort her.

“No”, she said, taking a step back away from me and shaking her heard.

I cursed at myself.

How did I always manage to make her cry?

She went on, fighting to hold her tears back as she spoke.

“You can not treat me”, she said, he words fading into a painful whisper. “As if you do not want me”, she managed to get out before a sob escaped her.

Unable to take it anymore, I moved towards her and took her into my arms as she cried.

“I want you”, I said fiercely into her hair as I ran a hand through her hair and kept the other securely wrapped around her. “I swear I want you. I will always want you”, I swore fervently as I held her against me.

“T-then why?” She whispered on a hiccup and I knew exactly what she was asking.

It was for the same thing I should have told her when she first asked and spared her all the hurt I had caused.

I sat on the bed and pulled her onto my lap, brushing the hair away from her face so I could see her properly.

“Forgive me”, I pleaded. “I should have told you when you asked and spared you this pain. I did not realize what my actions might have led you to believe”, I told her.

She sniffled and continued to watch me in silence. I was glad the tears had stopped.

“What I should have told you is that I only stopped because I did not wish to hurt you”, I told her and watched her frown in confusion.

So I explained further.

“In the act of mating”, I explained carefully, knowing how innocent she was. “It is very common for the male to loose control and become…” I trailed off, trying to find the best word to use that would not scare her. “…rough”.

“I would never wish to hurt you but there is a high chance that I will loose control to Rage and I cannot promise he would be gentle”, I told her, starting to toil with the loose strands of hai on her face. “And after the mating process, I would feel the overwhelming need to mark you”, I said. “And if I am not careful enough, I could kill you”.

I saw the moment understanding began to dawn on her.

“Because I do not have a wolf”, she whispered in understanding.

Reluctantly, I nodded.

“But Nana has promised to make me a potion to control my strength so I don’t hurt you”, I told her. “She will make something for you as well so you can properly endure it”, I added to reassure her. “It will only take a few days more to have it ready”.

She looked up at me.

“You could have simply told me this when I asked”, she said quietly.

I hung my head in remorse.

“I know”, I said. “Forgive me”.

She was silent for a while as I waited for her to speak.

“Well”, she finally said as I remained in my position. “Is there something else we can do without mating?” She asked and my head shot up so fast to look at her in shock.

She was blushing to her roots and looked away shyly.

Of all the words I had expected to come out of those succulent yet innocent lips, never in all my years would I have thought I would hear the words she just spoke.

A slow smile slid across my face as I watched her squirm, waiting for my response.

“There are many things we can do”, I said, my voice coming out husky as I felt my blood begin to rush south.

“Allow me to show you”, I said before swooping down and claiming her delicious lips in a fierce kiss.

She responded almost immediately, opening her mouth for my tongue to slide in and burying her fingers into my hair.

I stood to my feet, still carrying her, and turned us around so I could climb onto the bed.

I laid her on it and followed after, pressing my chest against her heaving breasts.

Feeling her hands move from my hair and down my neck to my back, I held back a groan when her hands slipped under my shirt to feel my hot skin.

Her boldness excited me and made me understand that she wanted me as much as I wanted her.

Encouraged by her response, I slid my hand from around her and began sliding it up her side until I could palm her small breast.

She gasped and I used the opportunity to deepen the kiss.

I drew my lips from her kiss swollen ones and kissed a trail down her neck and to the opening in her dress that showed a hint of cleavage.

I looked up at her to see that she was watching me with those eyes that told me she enjoyed what I was doing to her.

Seeing her unspoken consent, I ripped her dress open with my hands.

She gasped in surprise at my actions but did not stop me, simply lifted her body for me to slip her dress from her and throw it to the floor.

She was left in her undergarments and I wasted no time in getting rid of those as well.

As she laid naked before me, I could not stop myself from leaning back and running my eyes over her perfect body, even as she tried to shield herself from me with her hands.

“You are perfection”, I whispered huskily.

I slowly pulled my shirt over my head and threw it to the side.

She watched me with those eyes.

“You could have destroyed your shirt as well”, she said with a teasing smile. “It is not fair that only my clothes were destroyed”, she said with a pout.

I laughed and leaned forward over her to place a kiss on her lips.

“I will buy you many more”, I promised.

She gave that smile again and leaned up to kiss me back.

That was all the encouragement I needed.

Once more, I deepened the kiss. Before allowing our bare upper bodies come in contact with each other.

The moment it did, a groan escaped me as I heard her gasp.

She pressed her breasts to my chest with a moan and I brought up a hand to her waist, slowly sliding it up to take one breast into my hand and squeeze.

She moaned loudly and it was the best sound I ever heard.

I pulled my mouth from hers and bent down to take the nipple of her other breast into my mouth.

She gasped and held me closer, her fingers digging deep into my back as I massaged and suckled on her breast, alternating between them.

“Regan!” She cried out in pleasure and rocked against me.

That was all I needed to slip one of my hands from her breast downward to her core.

She stiffened as she felt my hand caress the top of thighs.

“Regan…” she whispered in uncertainty as I looked at her.

“Trust me”, I whispered. “I will never hurt you”, I promised.

Slowly, she nodded and spread her legs to give me better access.

I placed a soft kiss on her cheek, my fingers pulling at one nipple gently before I let the fingers of my other hand slip between her thighs to find her warmth.

She gasped and threw her head back into the bed in awe as my finger began to stroke her soaked heat.

Her eyes drew closed and she began to moan uncontrollably with each steady stroke of my fingers against her heat.

I stopped briefly, causing her dazed eyes to slowly open to look at me.

I almost took her then.

But instead, I slipped a finger into her.

Her eyes flew open and her mouth parted in a gasp.

I slipped in and out of her slowly before adding another finger and started to pump in and out of her.

Moans escaped her as she moved restlessly against me, holding on tightly to me.

I buried my face into her neck, biting softly and leaving marks I was sure would be there for days as I sped up the movement of my fingers pumping in and out of her.

Her moans grew louder with the increase of my pace and I knew she was close.

I brought my thumb to the jewel in her core, rubbing on it as my fingers pumped her. My other hand pinched her nipple.

And with one more bite on her neck, she cried out her release.

She trembled as she cried out my name again and again, and I helped her ride it out until she lay spent in my arms.

As I pulled my fingers out of her and brought them to my lips to taste her, I watched as her dazed eyes watched me before they darkened.

It was going to be my greatest battle, resisting the temptress before me until it was safe to finally take her.