5

Before I could indulge more and get lost in the sensations, he abruptly pulled away from the kiss, making me whimper loudly at the loss of his lips.

I tried to get a hold of my emotions, trying to not feel what I was feeling right then. I opened my eyes slowly to see him looking at me intensely. He did not have any wicked smile or victorious look on his face that I had expected to see. He freed my hands slowly and moved a foot away from me.

"What the hell are you talking about? And who are you to decide if I want you as my mate or not?" Mace said with a hint of anger and hurt in his voice.

Truth to be told, I was kind of flustered after hearing his question. Only if he knew. He needed to know. Getting rejected is never good. I would never do to him what happened to me. But I was not so sure that he would not either. It was just a matter of time before he realized my identity and situation to reject me. No one wanted a powerless Luna for their pack.

I licked my lips softly, to give him a reply, I didn't know what, a piece of my mind? Anything. I just needed him to stop dragging me around & get this thing over with.

But as I did so, I heard a low grumble in his chest. Just as I was about to answer him, the bell rang indicating that the period.

Mace closed his eyes in irritation, and I gave a sigh of relief inwardly. I started backing up slowly, but suddenly, Mace grabbed my waist and pulled me to his chest. 

"This is not over, India. I will see you after school. Wait for me. Wait. For. Me. Alright?" He glared into my eyes insistingly and repeated each word with determination. "And one more thing, I do not want to see any idiot anywhere near you from now on, understood?"

I nodded my head silently in acceptance to get him off my back and tried to remove his hands from my waist in a futile, hurried attempt but he grabbed me once again more tightly and pulled me in a tight hug. I felt him inhale my scent deeply while resting his face in my neck.

Firstly, I felt totally odd but then after a beat or two it started feeling

really good.

Though the hug felt nice but his breath in my neck were making me feel ticklish. I bent my neck where his head was inhaling my scent to stop feeling the tickle and tried to move away from him.

He noticed my attempt and I felt his hands clutching my waist more tightly, almost painfully and his face moving away from my neck to look at my face.

I was surpised that he left me this easily but when I saw his face, he was looking at me with anger again. What have I done now?

I felt his hands clutching my arms tightly and pulling me closer in his chest. He spoke in a hushed angry tone, "Why can't you accept me? I can not even hug you now? Am I not even this much worthy of you? Are you feeling repulsive of my touch? Tell me, why are you flinching away from me? Is my touch that bad?"

My voice was literally shaking when I replied, "N-No. It is not. It is not like that!"

But he did not seem to understand. Confusion mixed with anger covered his face as he pulled me closer to body to growl angrily, "Then tell me what it is? Why are you flinching away from me, my touch?"

I contemplated my options but then felt like that lying to him or dodging him would be the best mistake that I could make in my life cause he was not anywhere near calming down. So pushing all the stupid ideas that were running through my head which were telling me to run like hell for my life from the angry wolf standing in front of me, I replied,

"Ac-actually, I- I was fe- feeling ticklish." Damn! Why am I stuttering so much in front of him?

Just as I uttered those words, I saw his anger vanishing like magic. Like he was never even angry. Hi lips quirked up and spread in a wide smile. A chuckle lefg his lips as a clear wave of happiness and naughtiness came on his face. My face became flushed in a deep shade of red.

Before I could understand the speed of his mood swing, he grabbed me again in a hug and smashed his face in my neck. I felt him rubbing his face in my neck more hardly. It felt so damn ticklish that a giggle escaped my lips as I became a squirming mess in his arms.

I tried pulling away from his hug. After a few tries he finally took mercy on me & freed me. Not taking another chance on his carzy hands and well.. mouth instantly ran away from there.

Halfway through the gate, when I turned around to look at him, I saw him smiling widely, staring at me.

I felt a good giddy feeling spreading through my veins. Strangely enough, I wanted that look of him on me for a lifetime.