As Cam sat in her changing room, still waiting on her best friend to show up after the awkward moment with her mate and teacher, she began to feel this odd way… goosebumps appeared on her skin, the hairs on her body were erect, as though she had been electrocuted. She had waited for a while, and she expected Angelo to burst through the doors at any moment. He had come to the club for her, right? She thought to make herself feel better.
Minutes turned into hours, and there was no sign of him. She grew impatient and decided to go out for fresh air. Maybe that was the reason why her body felt uncomfortably itchy all of a sudden, she had thought. She found her feet going in a totally different direction from the door that led to the exit. Her legs carried her toward the staircase, and she felt her wolf threatening to come out. "What is it? Speak to me, tell me what is wrong?" she said, trying to communicate with her wolf.
"Our Mate," was all it said as it continued to control her human body up the stairs. It was either she obliged, or her wolf would take control, fully changing in the club, in front of the cameras. "He is not our mate," she reminded her wolf, "you may have rejected him, and his stupid human form may have accepted, but our wolves are still interlinked," her wolf retorted. Cam was a smart mouth, but her wolf was ten times worse. It was possessive and proud, just like her human form, just… worse.
She got in front of a room, and her legs stopped. There were two bulky men from earlier situated at the entrance. The door was barely closed, and if one looked in concentration, they could see who was inside and the happenings that were going on in there. The smell that her wolf had been following was now much stronger at the door. The guards looked back as someone behind, who nodded in permission, and she walked in with no one stopping her.
That was Angelo's plan all along… he had purposefully left the door open so the smell would find her sooner. He had asked for a top tier prostitute to come to his room and suck on his cock until his mate's wolf was jealous enough to fling her off his dick. The pay was way too generous for a blow job and the prostitute knew that. She had suspected that there was something more but was blinded by money. She had signed an NDA to never speak of anything she saw, and she thought that it was just because it was a high profile client.
Cam walked into the room and met Angelo's eyes, his silver orbs had turned a much darker shade of grey as they showed passion. He enjoyed the way she bopped her head up and down his cock as his supposed mate glared at him in anger and jealousy. Cam took long strides toward her and practically flung her across the room, the prostitute landed at a significant distance from where she was previously knelt. Her wolf was taking control.
The prostitute whimpered as the guards helped her off the ground and out of the room, shutting the door behind themselves this time. Their boss' plan had worked, their job was done, and they went back to just securing the door. Angelo did not make a move or show any expression on his face. "I knew my plan would work. I knew that your selfish, possessive wolf would not stand the smell of another bodily fluid on my body," he said confidently with a smirk on his face.
That was when Cam realised that she had been played, he was manipulating her and seeing that she was in the room where he wanted her, showed that it worked. "Now, come here girl, suck my cock. I could not stop myself from thinking about that night together. And remember, you owe me one, for disrespecting your professor," he said. Cam scowled at him and confidently walked closer to him.
The smirk on Angelo's face showed that he thought that he had worn. But besides her Wolf, even her human form was egocentric. Cam bent toward his dick and just when he was ready to embrace her warm mouth, he felt a hit. She slapped him right on his dick. "Fuck!" Angelo screamed as he tried to cover his dick with his hands. The pain went straight through his dick to his brain. And luckily, after a few seconds, it all went away.
He oped his eyes to stare at Cam, but her eyes were equally as dark as his… they were not supposed to be in the same room with such high level of emotions gushing through their veins. "Is that what you think of me? A prostitute good enough to suck on your dick?" she asked in fury and for the first time since that evening had begun, his eyes softened. Although Alexander was the non verbal one who knew how he felt but just did not aay it aloud, Angelo did not know how to express his feelings in the right way, and thst only happened whenever he was around her… his mate.
On the other side of town was Mia who had arrived at the hospital in nothing but a lingerie and a pair of really long pointy heels and a long coat over it. She got out of her car and fisted her fingers in her palms as she walked toward her sister's room. The nurses were used to seeing her around frequently, but not dressed as she was thst day, thus making their eyes to linger longer than usual on her body. Mia gave herself numerous pep talks to not cry as she got closer to the room.
All plans to not shed a tear went flying out the window immediately she saw her sister awake in what felt like forever, she became a sobbing mess.