Lucca-

Makksi practically storms off after that short conversation. Anyone else would see regal confidence as he quickly walks away but I somehow knew that he was upset, most likely wanting to get away from that stupid introduction that Kale’s dad did. It didn’t help that Kale was still acting like an idiot, either.

I give Kale a nudge with my shoulder and whisper to him that I’ll be back in a bit, and he just rolls his eyes at me when it finally clicks on what I’m going to do; then turns around to walk over to the bar.

Quickly walking out of the huge ballroom, I look down both sides of the hallway to look for Makksi but I don’t see him anywhere anymore, but I know he’s nearby, so I follow the feeling that I’m getting.

I round a corner and almost bump into some human that looks like a governmental official. Giving a slight bow and telling him sorry, I hurry off towards where I feel Makksi is.

And then I smell lilac and fresh linen and a smile breaks across my face, probably making me look like a complete idiot when I round another corner. Jesus, he’s adorable when he’s storming off, which he is doing still.

It isn’t until we reach the stairs that I realize we’re at the ones that go up to mine and Kale’s room, the same ones he was walking down earlier today. This makes me think that maybe his room is near ours, maybe on the third floor since the second from what I’ve noticed, is full of werewolves.

“Hey, you okay, man?” I call out to him when I know that I’m within earshot of him. He whips around and glares at me, only for it to soften once his eyes lock with mine.

“Lucca,” He says shortly and gives me a very small silent nod to my question before turning back around towards the stairs.

I feel myself walking towards him again and seconds later I’m right beside him on the stairs; his scent even more overpowering than it was earlier today, now that I’m right next to him.

“Are you mad at the party, or Kale?”

“I am not ‘mad’ as you say. I have simply had enough with the crowd of senseless revelry”

“Kale being part of it.”

“Yes.”

“And me?” I ask, my confidence faltering just slightly.

He pauses for a moment and I find myself holding my breath, hoping that he doesn’t close off from me. He shakes his head and then slowly looks to his side at me and I can feel through the bond that he’s feeling a little shy right now.

“Want to…talk about it?” I ask, but he continues walking silently.

We stop at a door that I wouldn’t have recognized since they all look the same, but I can tell that it’s his room. The scent coming from behind it smells just like him.

He takes a few seconds before turning around then stares up into my eyes wordlessly for a moment before asking me, “Why do I feel this way about you?”

“Feel what?” I ask, pretending that I don’t know what he’s talking about.

“You give me this odd sense of calm, and I cannot fathom why I’m speaking to you so easily; if only for one other reason which does not make sense to me.”

I don’t know how to answer that. I mean I could tell him, ‘Hey man, it’s this werewolf thing called ‘a bond’ where we’re pulled together and blah blah’ but, that would probably scare him off or make him freak out, so I should play it off some other way.

I smirk at him and lean against the wall next to him, “I said it before, it’s because I’m irresistible, dude.” I cringe after saying that since maybe I should drop the ‘dude’.

“Clearly,” he says flatly, sounding completely unamused.

We stand there in silence with him still obviously checking me out, so I cross my arms and, still smiling, lean forward. “You’re a beautiful kitty. I didn’t take you for one to kiss a werewolf.”

“A ‘kitty’ you say,” he says, his eyes slightly squinting at me. He doesn’t sound offended but more amused by what I said, “Maybe this…” he licks his lips and looks away for a moment, “ ‘kitty’ finds your presence and action rather alluring.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment as I have no clue what that word actually means.” God, he makes me feel a little dumb, but the way he talks so properly is another thing that I find attractive about him.

“It was.” He says, taking a step forward. “Would you- like to come in?” Although after saying that he seems to deflate somewhat and then looks around, down both ends of the hall as if he’s checking to make sure no one heard.

I whisper to him, “There’s no one around, kitty,” and he glances back up at me, then at his door. Without another word, he opens it and steps in without closing it in my face like earlier when he pushed me out. So I follow him inside and close the door with a soft click.

He stays turned away from me when the door closes so I walk up behind him and gently place my hands on his arms, moving my thumbs along the soft fabric.

I lean down and whisper in his ear, “Did you want to talk about earlier?”

He turns around and looks up at me again and without missing a beat responds with, “I am no fool. I know of this ‘bond’ that you werewolves possess and it is rather bothersome that I believe that you have it with me.”

“Bothersome?” I say with a smirk as I lean down to whisper in his ear, “It didn’t seem like you were bothered earlier.”

“And the assumption that I am some prey for you to-” He cuts himself off when I start to lightly kiss his neck. He tilts his head to the side and lets out a small quiet moan of pleasure, and I move my hands down his arms until my hands are on his. He immediately pulls them to his waist.

“Such a naughty little kitty,” I say as my lips pull into a smirk. I trail my mouth down to his collarbone where I take in his scent, feeling myself nearly melt in pleasure from the hint of lilac coming from him.

I give him a light nibble on the tender skin there and he says, “I am not the ‘naughty’ one here. You’re rather presumptuous to think－” he gasps when I slip my hands under the hem of his dress shirt. He leans his full weight against me and so I begin to step forward, moving him in the direction of his bed.