003 The Mate Mark

"I didn't!" Evelyn yelps in shock, panicking for the first time after she approached him, "What's wrong? Are you feeling sick?"

 

Raymond narrowed his eyes, trying to tell whether Evelyn was telling the truth, but his eyes were losing focus--

 

He wasn't sick.

 

He knew exactly what was happening -- he was drugged, drugged with black tulip, the strongest sex drug there is for werewolves!

 

Evelyn reached out to support him, but he slapped her hand away as he stumbled to the hallway.

 

"Wait--" Evelyn followed him worriedly as she pulled out her phone to call for an ambulance, but Raymond grabbed it from her before he growled--

 

"Leave!"

 

Evelyn trembled at the outburst of his alpha aura and froze where she was as Raymond disappeared into the hallway. She stood there for a while with her eyebrows twisted together--

 

He was drugged. That much she could figure out by now.

 

But how?

 

She knew she didn't slip him anything, but Raymond was alright way after EVERYONE left the box, and he didn't drunk anything besides the glass he had for quite a while.

 

Could it be THAT convenient that someone drugged him with that drink, and it happened to take effect when Evelyn was alone with him? Or maybe--

 

Evelyn's eyes fell on the pen. It was still on the table, along with a few drops of ink drying out on the surface of the glass. Evelyn's eyes narrowed in deep thought before she rushed over, cleaned the ink drops, and took the pen with the contract in a hurry.

 

It was weird enough that Sarah forced this pen on her right before she left, and even weirder that she'd give Evelyn a pen that was spilling ink!

 

She should have known Sarah was up to something! Evelyn cursed in her mind, but what good could it possibly do to kill the alpha that they were begging protection from?!

 

It had to be the stupidest plan if Sarah did drug Raymond through the ink and brought the whole family the strongest enemy they could find.

 

Maybe she was just too paranoid about Sarah? Maybe it WAS his drink?

 

Her mind a mess, Evelyn decided to go and check on Raymond in the end. She couldn't let him die, and it definitely can't be by her hand!

 

The hallway Raymond disappeared to was the exclusive rooms for the VIPs. Evelyn ran into only two stewards on her way before she sneaked in successfully.

 

Guess no one thought the most powerful alpha would need protection.

 

It wasn't hard to find Raymond -- it was actually impossible to ignore his thunder-like growls.

 

He was in pain.

 

His door was half open, and Evelyn saw his figure through the glass wall of the bathroom when she stuck her head in. He was kneeling in the bathtub with the shower raining over him, his body shaking hard as his breath broke up.

 

"Raymond?" Evelyn asked as she reached into her pocket, only to remember that Raymond took her phone, "You need to go to the hospital--"

 

"No!" Raymond growled furiously as his head wheeled on Evelyn, his red eyes scared Evelyn frozen.

 

Men's stupid ego! Evelyn rolled her eyes in frustration. He could barely stand, and still he was saying no to a hospital???!

 

"Help me..." Raymond squeezed two words through his gritted teeth. Evelyn blinked in confusion -- what did he think she was trying to do by offering to take him to a hospital?!

 

"I'm here," Evelyn put Raymond's arm over her shoulder as she tried to carry him to the door, "you need a doctor--"

 

"What do you want the most?" Raymond cut her off, grunting. He struggled out of Evelyn's hands before pushing her against the wall when his eyes could barely focus.

 

"What?!" Evelyn would have laughed at the sudden change of subject if Raymond wasn't sweating in pain.

 

"Whatever you want, I can give you, if you help me now," Raymond pressed his forehead against the wall in exhaustion from suppressing his needs, his chest heaving in her face. She could smell the masculine hormone spouting even without the werewolf's super sense of smell.

 

Evelyn finally understood what "help" he was asking.

Could she do that? Evelyn let out a bitter laugh, calming down with her heart sank low.

Could she have sex with the man that she had loved since she was 16? Could she make love to him when she KNEW his heart belongs to only his true mate, the mate that he rejected her for, four years ago?

Could she sleep with him tonight, when he had lost his memory about any of these, about...her?

She would be merely another bed-warming girl to him tonight, but he was her everything! He was four years ago, and he still was today. Except he didn't know.

He would never know.

She couldn't, not like this! She came to his city to find him that mate of his! Why on earth would she get stuck in such a lousy dilemma?!

 

But too hasty to wait for an answer, Raymond let out a painful groan as he slip his hand down her waist slowly before grabbing her ass tight as he stuck his nose in her neck.

 

Her smell seemed to have eased his pain a little.

 

"I don't think this is a good idea..." Evelyn presses herself into the wall, through it if she could, "besides, you can't give me what I want the most, even if you try..."

She wanted to find him his mate, the one thing he couldn't do himself.

 

The man bit her earlobe at her words with a grunt, throwing a tantrum apparently, for her questioning his authority.

 

Evelyn let out a light laugh.

 

Planting kisses down her neck, Raymond reached into her blouse and stopped on the hook of her bra, but he wasn't going further -- he was waiting for her approval.

A man with principle, Evelyn sighed when she realized why he stopped, and bitterness filled her heart--

He lost his memory two years ago, and the man who rejected her saying that he was waiting for his true mate to come to him was gone, in that man's place, this heartless, sleeping-around Alpha was born.

The only thing they had in common was that they would sleep with another woman, or any other woman over Evelyn.

The bitterness she tasted was so sour that tears brimmed her eyes.

He saw her tears.

"You can have anything," In a luring tone, Raymond kissed her tears away with trembling lips, "...including leaving, right now."

This was the man she loved. The man who would let her go if she wanted, even though he was in a hell of pain.

 

Letting out a light sigh, Evelyn put her arms around his neck and tiptoed, pressing her lips on his Adam's apple as she mumbled: "Give me a kiss and I'm yours."

 

The next second, Raymond rips off her bra along with her blouse the next second before taking her scarlet lips into his for a fierce kiss.

 

Fierce? She made a judgment too early when his next moves only got worse!

 

Evelyn doubted if Raymond could understand her even if she told him it was her first time. He was already hard as a rock when she managed to lead him to the bed. Without any preparation, he penetrated her with all his might as he kneaded her breast with his palm. Pleasurable as it became, all she felt in the first ten minutes were pure pain as he rammed into her like a wild beast. At first, Evelyn was still trying to stop her tears by biting her lips, later she realized that Raymond could barely feel the pain no matter how hard she scratched him, and that became her way of easing her pain.

 

She had to admit, the man was GOOD. Even with such a horrible beginning, she got lost in it soon enough when the tearing pain fades.

 

His fingers sent tingles everywhere they flew to, and his lips were hot like flames, burning her skin as he kissed -- well, devoured her inch by inch. Cramping her legs around his waist, Evelyn came to the realization of the desire Raymond lit up inside her and started moving her butt at his pace, desperate to fulfill the hunger he gave her.

 

"Fuck!" Dipping his head back as he rode her vigorously, Raymond groaned loud at the mind-blowing pleasure when he finally came inside her.

 

Evelyn's mind went blank as his ejection pushed her over the edge.

 

It felt like minutes when she finally comes back to reality. Raymond pulled out, getting an unsatisfying moan out of her -- she didn't like the empty feeling now.

She was complete when he was in her, and she wanted it to linger a little longer...

 

Which was a huge mistake--

 

Her moan lured Raymond back to her as he pressed his canines on her collar bone--

 

He was going to mark her!

 

A mate mark is sacred. Once marked, for life mates.

 

A mate mark is sacred not because it's a commitment of love, it literally can't be broken without death because even if one can survive the break of the mate bond, they won't be able to mark ever again!

 

"Raymond Reid!" Evelyn yelped in horror as she tried to dodge, but Raymond was lost in the moment, and the craving for marking was so tormenting that he could no longer fight it.

 

Actually, it didn't seem like he was trying to fight it at all.

 

"I'm really sorry about this, but you will thank me later..." Taking a deep breath, Evelyn mumbled before she pulled all her strength together and kneed him in the crotch.

 

"...Fuck!" The man groaned.