Chapter XI

The Greek opens his eyes, sees her brown hair, makes a face of astonishment, he had forgotten to get out of bed, honestly, he was so tired of the fight and of impregnating her scent he didn't have the strength to get out of bed, now how would he explain this awkward situation? Although there was nothing sexual, the situation indicates quite the opposite, he gets nervous, knowing Secu a little, he's going to get into a very big mess, he tries to take out his arm that serves as a pillow, but he can't, despite the discomfort he likes being like this with her, it's a shame she doesn't mark him consciously, if only she knew that he is hers, how happy he is with her by his side, he would gladly tell all the clans that the Lycaon clan already has an Alpha. For now he dedicates himself to caressing her hair, getting drunk on her scent, his eyes change color a little when he feels a small burst of her pheromones, maybe being like this in his arms somehow made her react after all she is a woman and has gone more than four years without trying a man.

He bites his lower lip.

—What if I take advantage of the situation? First, I'll wait for him to wake up and see how much he remembers.—she turned around, facing him—. No, no, no, please turn around again. I don't want to see you.

Too late, his body has already begun to react, he closes his eyes to avoid seeing her, but Secundina's scent doesn't help much, especially when she snuggles up to him.

• God, give me strength! Which God should I ask for strength? Zeus? He’s not worse. Aphrodite? Less! The God who forgives all? I ask the twelve gods of Olympus to give me cold feet, don’t let my body react to her, I beg you! … they are really bad —she doesn’t need to see to know she’s already reacting—. Well, it’s time to wake her up, ahem… Secundina… wake up, it’s late, and we should go look at the land. —He shakes her several times until she opens her eyes.

—This beautiful dream again.

• Are you dreaming about me? — Um, believe me, I'm not a dream, I'm more like a nightmare.

She wakes up suddenly and stands up and the brunette's screams can be heard from above, she slaps Elián several times. He didn't care about the slaps because on the contrary, they reaffirmed his union with Secundina. The brunette comes out tangled in the sheet, Elián comes out behind her without any clothing, throws her over his shoulder, gives a loud scream, Emilia, hearing this, runs out of Darío's room, but is stopped by Elena who promises to explain everything but that for the moment she should let her parents sort things out since it was a werewolf thing more than a human thing.

They get to the basement, he sits her on the bed, she starts slapping him again until he takes her hands and yells at her, she stays quiet but doesn't let him see her ugly, he doesn't let her pace back and forth thinking, she wants to move he growls at her, she returns the growl she stands up challenging him she is looking him straight in the face, she turns red when she realizes his nakedness, she looks away embarrassed, but he keeps pacing trying to give an explanation she turns his back on her, she sees the wounds, it wasn't a dream, like a spring she gets up and approaches him she runs her right hand over his back which still has fresh wounds although no longer open, he moans when he feels her fingers.

• It wasn't a dream.
• No — without moving.

Elian's passion

As if in flashes the memories of the beast return to her, she is paralyzed, her whole body trembles, tears come out of her eyes without being able to avoid them, she puts her hands to her neck, takes steps back until she falls sitting on the bed another flash she sees Elián fighting without any fear but on the contrary fierce and brave defending her. In total silence she begins to dress, she does not make a sound, when she finishes she places the sheet around the Greek's waist, she thanks him she leaves the basement straight to her room she begins to pack the two of them, at the time and after making sure that nothing is missing she calls a taxi, Emilia does not want to leave, but still obeys her mother, Elián goes up to the living room, sees the two women.

• You can't leave.

—Watch me do it.

—Secu, Secu, You are important to me, I would never dare to hurt you.

• You outraged me!
• "What? No, I would never do anything like that to you." The woman takes a step back as he approaches. "You're my partner, my lady. I respect you for that. I would never hurt you. I would give my life for you."

"Shut up!" she tries hard not to cry, but she can't. "I told you I didn't want to be your laughingstock, and you were worse than that."

• Secundina...I didn't do anything, I swear, I give you my word as a gentleman, as a man...
• Men don't keep their word and gentlemen don't exist.

Elián takes a step back when he sees her cold gaze, even Darío who was present had never seen her react that way.

• Elián Makris, I hate you and despise you and I never want to see you again for the rest of my life.

Secundina doesn't know it, but by saying those hateful words she broke the newly formed bond with Elián, Darío doesn't say anything, but he's worried about his brother, a broken bond is a big problem.

• But Secundina – the eldest kneels before her – — Look at me well, you have me surrendered to you, never in my life would I abuse you, I simply cannot, I must have your permission.
• I don't believe you. Emilia, let's go.