Ezekiel took a deep breath, and his jaw tightened. She dared not look lower than his face because she knew exactly what she would see straining against his sweatpants.
“Zeke, come and eat.”
She didn’t look away from Zeke even at that interruption, and Zeke didn’t take his gaze from her either.
Could he hear the irregular beating of her heart? Could he hear her ragged breath? He took another deep breath, and red bled into his eyes. And then he turned his body fully to her and slowly closed the gap. His body was touching hers, short-circuiting her brain. She had never been sexually attracted to anyone before, so she’d had no idea how intense that could feel. His attention was on her neck. She couldn’t tell if he wanted to take in her scent or bite her. Other wolves could bite each other and heal, but it wouldn’t be the same for her. Had he forgotten she was human? Or had his wolf taken over him completely?
But still, she found herself tilting her head, offering her neck to the Alpha wolf.
“Zeke!”
She didn’t know how her hands started touching him, but they were slowly going up his hard, muscled chest until they gripped his T-shirt. He was so hard. And she didn’t know why his cologne always got her like this.
Zeke pressed into her, pushing her against the wall. His fingers trailed up her side, and she could feel the electricity even through her towel.
And just like that, she wanted the towel gone. She wanted his touch directly on her skin.
He lowered his head to the crook of her neck. His nose grazed her from her shoulder to her ear, and then it was his lips and tongue.
Another loud moan left her lips, and her fingers tightened their grip on his T-shirt.
“Zeke!”
One second, she was ready for him, and then the next, a loud, menacing growl left his lips as he let her go and grabbed someone by the throat.
The shock of the abrupt movement was enough to bring her back to her senses. Ezekiel was still growling, and his Beta was pinned up against the opposite wall. He sounded so angry that he could snap the other wolf’s neck if he made a wrong move.
It was like a bucket of cold water was thrown over her.
What the hell was she doing? She didn’t want this; she didn’t want to be with Ezekiel, yet she had offered him her neck.
She rushed into her bedroom and slammed the door. Her heart was still pounding in her chest as she asked herself why she would even allow that to happen. Claire already had a claim on him, and the last thing she wanted was to antagonise her again.
She calmed down as much as she could before putting her uniform on and tying her still-damp hair into a ponytail. Then she went to the kitchen, hoping for a quick breakfast before going to school. She would have to walk. She needed some space away from Ezekiel.
The wolves were in the dining room when she went down, and a feast was laid on the table. They had quietened down beforeshe had even got down the stairs, so she knew they had been talking about her.
Zeke pushed a chair out for her beside him, but she shook her head and sat at the opposite end of the large dining table. His eyes narrowed on her; he wasn’t pleased, but she ignored him and reached for a plate.
“Why have you got your uniform on?”
She looked up at the blond wolf with a questioning look.
“It’s Saturday,” he stated.
“No, you said yesterday was Wednesday.”
“And then you crawled into Zeke’s bed and didn’t get out until he came home,” Derek said.
Her knife clattered on her plate as she met Ezekiel’s gaze. How was that even possible? She’d laid on his bed and daydreamed about the beach. It had definitely been the middle of the school week.
What the hell was going on? Why was she losing so much time?
The Alpha didn’t say anything as he continued to eat, but his gaze didn’t leave her face. His eyes flashed red for a moment and then back to his beautiful amber. Was she supposed to stay in for two whole days with him when she clearly lost her head every time he was close?
Chapter 68
Zeke waited for the phone to ring, but his attention was on the human pacing her room upstairs.