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Emerald’s Fire

"You could burn me alive if you wanted and my ashes would still beg for more." After witnessing the murder of his parents, August is thrown into his role as Alpha at a young age. His only goal in life is to make his pack strong and to avenge the death of his parents by finding the man responsible. Donovan Scout, a human with nothing but hate for werewolves is known as the dog catcher. Capturing wolves that are either never seen again or turned into savage animals. Years after his parents death, Scout's trail runs cold and August never hears again from him. That is until a rogue stumbles into his territory and is the only clue to finding Scout. The only thing August planned on was getting as much information as he could, but when the rogue ends up being a small girl his plans of revenge are quickly put to a halt. AUTHORS NOTE; This is the first book to Emerald's fire and it is a slow burner for sure, but the second book is quite the opposite. Hope you enjoy! All rights reserved, please don’t steal my work.

JewelThief05 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
64 Chs

Chapter 57

August's POV-

I ordered us pizza later on, and we both decided not to go out tonight for the full moon. It didn't hurt, but I could hear and feel that Emerald didn't want people to know that she was now mated. My phone had been blowing up from pack members back home, especially Johnson.

Even from far away, they could sense that I had found my Luna, but I guess in a way, I wasn't ready to tell them it was her either. I wanted it to be us for right now anyway, but Emerald has been incredibly quiet since coming downstairs. I could feel that she was trying to act embarrassed and confused.

I knew better, though. She was trying to be mad at me, is what she was doing. She can't be, though, not yet anyway. I couldn't be mad at her either; I'm too happy to be with her to get upset about anything she thinks or feels about me at this moment. I will be later, but I'll deal with that when it comes.

For now, I just tried to have some self-control around her, but it's hard when she still smells like she wants me.

She was sitting on the couch next to me and pretending to watch tv, but I could hear her busy thoughts about what had just happened upstairs. Except it was pretty different than hearing her thoughts before because now I could sense her wolf's feelings as well.

Anala had a powerful presence that demanded your attention. She was undoubtedly a Luna, and even though Emerald didn't know it, Anala was teasing Zeb when they connected.

'I was expecting much more from an Alpha.'

She would say in a thick, velvety tone.

Their bond would mostly be private from ours. They could talk without either of us knowing if they really wanted to, but Anala wanted me to know what she was saying to Zeb, which only made me think that she was definitely where Emerald got her playful side from.

'The boy was holding me back.' Zeb said back harshly.

'Do you always blame your human for your shortcomings?' Anala asked back, laughing in my head.

I let out a low growl, and Emerald jumped and looked up at me.

"What was that for?" She asked, and I knew she could feel my sudden change in mood.

I pulled her towards me until she was in my lap, and at first, she pushed against me, but I kissed her cheek and then her neck, and she slowly melted back into me. I could still smell her heated scent and didn't hide my lustful thoughts from her.

'I can smell how wet you are.'

"August!" She yelled and pushed me back from her.

"You're hurting both of us. Stop fighting it." I told her and brought her back closer to me.

Suddenly I saw an image in my head that was brand new to me. It was like remembering an old memory, except it wasn't my own.

'I was in a room with bright lights, and I couldn't move, and whatever I was on was cold. Something sharp was being stuck into my sides, and when I moved away from it, something solid hit me in the side of the head.

"Stop fighting it, stupid mutt!"'

I blinked a few times, and the image went away; at first, I wasn't sure what I had just seen. But that voice and those words rang in my head a few times before I realized what it was.

I looked at Emerald, and I don't think she knew that she had given me a small memory of hers. Her soft glowing skin was hot right now, and she was taking in my features the same way I was taking in hers. I tried hard to clear my head of any thoughts about the images I just saw and just wrapped my arms around her.

I didn't try kissing her and just leaned back until I brought her with me. Her frizzy curls fell over my face, and I smelled her woodsy scent.

"I'm sorry," I said softly and smoothed her hair from her face.

"For what?" She asked me.

I didn't want to really say that I was sorry for doing what I did because she would be able to feel otherwise. I couldn't help but wish for her despite the many reasons to slow down.

"If it's about.. that.. don't be. I wanted to." She said, and I felt her snuggle her face into me more.

'I still want to.' Her angelic voice said to me through our link.

I growled lowly, making her chuckle, and she looked down at me and smirked.

"No more talk about leaving. At least for right now, okay?" She asked me, and even though I wanted to argue, I couldn't.

Not with those mismatched jewels staring back at me and her perfect full lips turned up into a smile. She could've asked me for anything, and I wouldn't have blinked before nodding my head yes, just like I did now.

She grinned, showing her teeth, leaned down, and pecked her soft lips on mine. Sparks erupted onto my mouth, and like a reflex, I wrapped her frizzy mane around my hand and held her where she couldn't break our kiss.

I could feel her smiling and trying to laugh against me, but I just kept trying to force her lips open with mine. She put her hands around my neck and finally allowed me to explore her mouth. I felt hard immediately when tasting her, and when she let out a small moan, I had no need to hold back anymore.

I broke our kiss, and she fluttered those long dark lashes at me while smiling.

"I wasn't apologizing for what happened," I said to her, and she rolled her eyes playfully.

"Okay, what are you sorry for then?"

I pecked her soft lips one more time before looking back at her.

"I'm sorry your wolf has such a smart mouth."

She squinted her eyes, but I watched as a slight blush crept over her cheeks.

"Zeb has been talking to me too."

It didn't make sense, but I felt jealous immediately thinking about Zeb being in her head without me knowing. I didn't even think about him doing to her what Anala was doing to me. He would always be able to talk to her privately now, and I didn't like that.

"You shouldn't be talking to him," I said to her sternly, and she removed the grin on her lips.

"Why? He's my mate, too, isn't he?"

I kissed her shoulder and moved her curls over some more.

"He's Anala's mate. You, however, are mine, and there's no reason for you two to talk."

'She likes my attention.' Zeb said, purposely trying to anger me further.

"He's very different than you." She said lowly.

Again I felt upset, not knowing what Zeb had been saying to her. He hardly talks to me as it is, so I can't even imagine what he would have to say to her. I certainly didn't want her preferring him over me either.

"You like him better?" I asked, and you could definitely hear the aggression in my voice.

She laughed at me and kissed my forehead before looking down at me with a soft smile. I instantly relaxed, and I melted underneath her touch and those wild eyes that stared back at my own.

"Can't I like you both?" She asked, but a low growl was let out from my throat, and she didn't even flinch when hearing it.

"How can you be jealous when he's you?" She said to me accusingly.

"Okay, Anala has been in my head, and she is very different from you," I said to her, and I could feel the same angry feeling building up in her chest.

"It doesn't feel very good, does it?" I asked her, and she flicked her eyes away to keep from looking at me.

"I never said I liked him more. He's very.."

She didn't finish her sentence out loud, but she did in her head.

'Direct.'

"And I'm not?" I asked, and she snorted before shaking her head yes.

"You are, but Zeb is a little... I don't know, blunt about what he wants." She said to me, and I could hear nothing but Zeb's cold laughter in my head.

"I can be very blunt if that's what you want," I said to her dropping my voice deeper into her ear.

She blushed furiously, and I could smell how my words affected her.

"Do you trust me?" I asked her, and she gave me a more serious look.

"Yes."

I could feel that she was telling me the truth, and I could hear her thoughts that she thoroughly trusted me despite everything. Not that she really had much of a choice, and I knew it was primarily because of the new mate bond between us, but it still made me feel good.

'Go upstairs to your room and wait for me.'

Her eyes went wide when my thoughts traveled into her head. I could hear her heart start beating slightly faster, and I could see that playful glint in her eye that she only gets when she's excited. She sent me a small nod before getting up from my lap and walking away from me.

"And Emerald?"

She turned back and batted her thick lashes over her brown and green eyes when looking at me.

"Yes, August?"

I took in her figure again until my eyes drifted back up to her face. I could smell her heated, needy scent, and seeing her bite down on her puffy bottom lip was enough for me to decide that I shouldn't go back on what I planned to do.

"Wait for me on your knees."

Her face went expressionless for a minute, but even when she tried to physically hide how she felt, she couldn't. I could feel all of her emotions without touching her, and I knew she was more than okay with what was happening.

She nodded her head slowly to me and turned her back again to go toward the stairs before she got too far though I might have continued to make a few demands through our mind-link.

'No clothes, No back talk, And do not touch yourself.'

I wanted to immediately run up the stairs after her, but I stayed on the couch and allowed her to just sit and wait on me for a change.

The longer I sat their though the thicker her scent seemed to get in the air. It still smelt like her, but what made it different was that it was nearly impossible to smell and not become aroused. I wanted to be more in control of myself with her, but she didn't want that just like I didn't want her to either.

I could feel how badly she needed release and I was actually impressed that she could hold herself back so much from me. I couldn't do that with her and I didn't want her to keep holding back. I figured the only way to do that was to not hold back myself and show her that us being mated meant no hiding from one another. Not even the bad parts.

A rush of pleasure went through my body and the smell thickened in the air. I knew immediately that Emerald was touching herself and she was doing it just to disobey me.

I got to my feet and climbed the stairs that led to her room. When I stopped at the door the sense of pleasure quickly went away from me and I opened the door to Emerald's room.

She was completely naked, on her knees, head down with her hands behind her back. Her long blonde curls fell down shielding her face and her upper body from me. She had done a good job of pretending to do exactly what I had asked, except I knew what she did.

I walked closer to her and when I did her heart began beating ten times faster then it's normal rhythm. I smoothed her frizzy hair back over her shoulders and kneeled down next to her.

She was better at being obedient then I thought because she never raised her head up to look at me. I ran my hand down her hair and then her back until chills peppered her arms.

She held both hands behind her back and I gripped both of them and brought them back in-front of her. I rubbed my thumbs over her knuckles and brought her hands up to my mouth to kiss them.

"I can smell your arousal all over your hands Emerald." I said to her, but she did not pick her head up to look at me.

"And here I was fixing to give you credit for being such a good girl."

This time she did slightly lift her gaze to meet mine and even though she tried to keep her face void. That mischievous glint in her green eye was glowing brightly at me and her sweet angelic voice rang in my head.

'I am many things mate, but good isn't one of them.'