Chapter 11

Marking her

***********Nero Pov************

Now that I am standing in a room filled with the scent of my enemies, memories are rushing back to my mind and I can see the blood of our history clear.

And even though the past wasn't something that I wanted to repeat at this moment, my wolf was misbehaving because of the scent of Loki.

But I caged its rage and smiled as Luna approached me. Tonight has been tough with all the fake emotions I had to put on and portray and the lies I had to tell.

But to win the trust of my enemies, I had to gain their sympathy first, and even though it wasn't going to be simple, today was the first step.

"I'm sorry," Luna said with a weak smile when she stopped in front of me.

"Why?" I asked, striving to keep up the act that I give a damn about her feelings.

"Do you know what the hunt means?"

"Karen kind of filled me in on it the other day."

Raising a brow, Luna hesitated and then asked, "You know that the hunt means that they are going to kill my sister?"

"Kind of," I uttered, keeping my expression indifferent.

It wasn't hard to act like I didn't care for Blake because I didn't give a shit for anyone other than my pack and Jason. But deep down, I felt odd when I heard those words from Luna.

"You don't feel bad that your student is going to die?" Luna asked, her voice filled with doubt.

"Don't you have to be close to someone to have some kind of feelings for them?" I mumbled, shoving my hand into my phone when I felt a vibration.

"Yes. But I thought you were considerate toward your students."

"Mmh,"

My entire focus was off Luna as I clicked on Jason's message and read, "Why didn't you tell me Blake is an omega in heat,"

Shit! I forgot, and now, all I could think of is if Jason was able to restrain himself since betas are way more vulnerable to an omega's pheromones.

"Nero, did you hear me?" Luna's voice brought my attention back to her again.

"I got to go!" I told her, putting my phone in my pocket.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yes. Let's catch up another time."

Without waiting for a reply from Luna, I rushed out of the room and ran down the hallway, shutting my mind of all thoughts.

When I got out of the Hayes mansion, I hurried to my car, got in, and drove out of their yard.

The moment I was further away from the house, I managed to get my phone out of my pocket and then called Jason.

After a few rings, he answered and I hastily asked, "Where are you?"

"Out of the villa," Jason said with an exaggerated sigh. "I could have hurt her tonight, Nero Thankfully, I was quick to leave the house. I have never smelled something so sensual and powerful like that. What is Blake?"

"I have the same question. I'm on my way home. Where are you?"

"I had to get far away from the house for my wolf to cool off. I'm in my hotel room."

"So, she's alone?!'

The line grew silent, and I felt annoyed for raising my voice at my beta again because of Blake.

" Yes," Jason finally said. "Nero, don't you think Blake is different from the others?"

"What?"

"I know that you can't sense who your mate is because of a lineage curse. But I haven't seen you care for anyone outside of the pack as you do for Blake."

Comparing my behavior to Blake to that of the bond between two mates is just stupid. What I felt for her was sympathy and that's that.

"No, Jason. She's not the one." I said, stepping on the accelerator pedal, putting the car at full speed.

"How would you know if you don't know what a bond between two mates feels like?"

"Because!"

Unfortunately, Jason's words made sense, and I hated to admit it because Blake isn't supposed to be mine, not after everything I have done and am about to do.

Not to talk about how much my father and the pack will frown upon marking the daughter of our enemy. Forbidden is the only word to describe that.

"It's because she makes herself so pitiful and needy that I can't help but care. I still have a soul, you know." I finally said.

"Sure," Jason mumbled, and I could hear the sarcasm in his tone.

A while later, after I had brought the car to a stop in my yard, I got out and headed for the door.

As I was about to unlock it, the knob turned, and then the door opened.

Standing in the doorway, Blake gazed at me, and I could feel the heat of her stare.

Ignoring her, I walked into the hallway and shut the door behind me. But as I was about to head upstairs, Blake grabbed onto the edge of my coat.

"How many times do I have to avoid you for you to get the hint and stay away?" I mumbled, gazing back at her calm face.

Looking away from my eyes, Blake drew her hand back and dropped her gaze to the floor.

Then she let out a shaking breath and said, "I can take the hint. It's Luna that you prefer. Then I wouldn't bother you anymore."

For a moment, I took a long look at her and then said, "Come here,"

"Huh?" Blake mumbled, raising her gaze to meet my eyes.

Not wanting to repeat my words, I walked over to Blake, and not giving her the chance to pull back, I lifted her in the air and threw her over my shoulder.

"What are you doing! Put me down!" Blake cried out, swinging her feet.

But my grip on her legs only got tighter as I carried her out of the hallway, heading upstairs.

When I entered the guest room with Blake, I took her to the bed and tossed her on the mattress.

"Do you think it's fair to torture me?" I told her as she gaze into my eyes. "This is my first time feeling this way. It's pathetic and you keep doing it to me."

"I don't do it on purpose. I can't control my heat." Blake whispered, her lashes fluttered, a few rapid beats.

Without breaking eye contact with her, I approached the bed and climbed on it, leaning in towards her lips, and whispered, "It's not intentional?"

Immediately, she dropped flat on the bed. But that didn't stop me from climbing above her and drawing closer to her face.

"Do you want relief from your heat?" I mumbled, not even struggling to fight against her pheromones.

Without replying, Blake kept gazing at me, and her eyes were as steady as glass.

"I'm not kidding. There's a really pleasing scent coming from you." I mumbled, feeling drunk.

"From me?" Blake whispered as her eyelids widened.

Drawing closer to her lip, I smirked and mumbled, "Who else is in the room with us?"

It's like I forgot everything logical as I slipped my hands under her nightgown and pulled it upward, tossing it to the tiles after getting the gown off her body.

Once my clothes joined hers on the floor, I looked into her eyes, and at that moment, Blake raised her head and rested her lips against mine.

My last sense of hesitation faded immediately, as I parted her lips and slid my tongue into her mouth, kissing her fiercely as I pressed her hands flat against the bed.

When I finally gave Blake a moment to breathe, a soft moan crawled out from the deepest of her throat as I held her and was about to pull in.

"Stop," She whispered with tears in her eyes. "My legs hurt."

"I haven't gone further in yet," I said, lacing my fingers with hers.

"Okay, then take it out!"

"But it's already halfway in."

"I told you to stop."

Looking into Blake's wet eyes, I took a long look at her and then asked, "Are you sure?"

When she bit her bottom lip, refusing to speak, I gave her a half-smile and said, "You are a bit tight. Relax a little."

The moment I attempt to move my hips a bit, she cried out, "Fuck! It really hurts!"

"Blake, just relax. It's almost all the way in," I told her.

Then I give her a second to catch her breath before thrusting, slamming my hips into hers.

"AHH!" A scream escaped her lips as she tightened her grip on my hand. "It hurts!"

With tears running from the corners of her eyes, she loosened her grip on my hands and cried, "Nero! It really hurts!"

Leaning towards her lips, I watched her darting gaze before kissing her neck and whispering, "I'm going to move a bit, okay?"

The moment I raised my hips and thrust, she wrapped her legs around me while her nails clawed deep into the skin of my back.

As her body collided with my mine, I felt my wolf going wild again, making me excited to do something, something that I said a few minutes ago that I wouldn't do.

Thrusting in deeper and faster, I listened to Blake moan louder, and then, not holding back, I sunk my teeth into the skin between her shoulder and neck, making her moan ripen into a wild scream.