(Lucas’s POV)

There was pause at the end of the line.

"...Lucas?"

His husky voice raised a few tone because of shock. It sounded like his usual voice, yet that managed to send a considerable amount of thrill throughout my body, making me flinch in ecstacy. I tried to muffle the moan that unconsciously went out from my mouth.

Out of all times, I really didn't want to hear his voice while I'm in heat, it made me want him to whisper sweet words to me.

Even so, for the sake of professionalism, I answered his call.

"How do you know my number?..."

I probed. In certain cases, if by any chance Pierre was busy, the call would come down to me, his secretary. I guess he wants to talk about work. Though, I can’t really discuss work related thing while in this condemning state.

I flinched again when I felt another drip from my back.

“I was told to use this number to contact the director. Was he unavailable?”

“...I am afraid he is not at this moment.”

I carefully constructed my words while trying so hard to make sure he didn’t sense any abnormalities.

Yet, I witnessed my plans failing when he suddenly fell silent at the end of the line.

“Lucas?”

He finally spoke after being silent for what it seemed like an eternity.

“Are you alright?”

My heart beat increased when he expressed his concerns.

“Pardon me... Mister Elyas...”

My breath rugged.

“I don’t think I am able to discuss work related matters with you at the moment... Can we reschedule for another time?”

I unconsciously breathed onto the phone.

Again, the end of the line fell silent.

“...Are you in heat?”

I groaned.

“...Yes...”

I said in a tiny, almost weeping voice.

Talking to him only on phone and not being able to touch him frustrates me, that I painfully felt like I wanted to cry. I started to feel like I lost my sanity over that phone call.

Regrettably, he thanked me and ended the call after saying ‘see you later’, but I wonder when that ‘later’ will happen. I clasped my phone to my forehead, heart filled with wishes to meet him.

I slowly laid back on the sofa when I realized, that wish won’t be fulfilled any time sooner. Silently, I sobbed.

I guess I fell asleep when I opened my eyes to see the outside of my house became noisy from the rain. No wonder the atmosphere was warmer before, it was the signs of an upcoming rain. I glanced at the clock on my phone, 1.25 a.m.

Then, I pressed my palm on my forehead. It was less warmer than earlier, and I felt the heat gotten bearable. I stood up and stretched my limbs, determined to continue my sleep upstairs.

Just as I was about to climb the stairs, I heard another ring, but my phone which was neatny grasped inside my hand didn’t vibrate.

Was it the door?

My eyes darted towards the front door, alarmed at the possible attempts of robbery. While inching closer to the now silent door, I grabbed a baseball bat located beside the TV cabinet with me as protection.

Finally arriving at the front door, I peeked at the peeping window to see the person who was knocking on my door. To my surprise, it was completely black outside, meaning the perpetrator closed it with their thumb.

What a clever thief, I thought. But I shouldn’t waste anymore time as I felt drowsiness slowly took over me. Suddenly my heart skipped a beat when I smelled a familiar scent, making me drop my wooden baseball bat.

Is this...?

Because of the scent, as if hypnotized, I mindlessly opened the front door, only to see Noah Elyas standing still while his eyes locked onto me. I immediately flinched. For a brief moment while my head is clear, I had the chance to think of the reasons for his visits. But most importantly, how did he know my address?

His tight face suddenly moved, and it turned into a frown when he looked at me, his eyes changed into a tinge of gold, a color of supremacy, a trait that only an Alpha with dominant genes possessed.

It took him no time to intrude my house and closed the door behind him. Our bodies near to each other, I felt my heat worsened.

Between his creased brow, he never once let my eyes escaped his glare. While fixated on me, he said,

“I knew it...”

He whispered in a low voice, almost too alluring for me to hear, which in result, causing my body to shiver. I gasped when he scooted near me, and lowered his head to my face as he scooped me into his arms.

“Wai-!”

Too late, as he caught my lips with his and showered me with deep kisses while he lifted me to the sofa. I tried to struggle, yet with my heat and my overflowing feelings for him, these hands and legs of mine refused to break free.

He gently laid me down on the sofa and blocked my exit with both of his arms while also locking my body with his—settling his body in between my legs. I feel trapped, but that excites me even more.

He stared at me for a few more seconds, before again entwining our tongue as he deeply kissed me. I found myslef wanting more of the taste of his lips, as I tilted my head slightly upwards to gain a faster access to those moist texture. I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but the Omega in me screamed for his touches, his embraces, and his seed.

I tilted my head to the side when he lowered down as he planted kisses on my jawline, trailing it down towards the root of my neck. Kissing so gently, he traced his lips little by little as if he wanted to paint my neck with his kisses, while also occasionally nibbling on them, I inadvertently let out a moan as his teeth sank into my skin.

I groaned slightly when his hands slipped beneath my shirt, caressing my back and chest with his cold skin. Once in awhile, more moans slipped out from my mouth as his hands tirelessly running around the upper part of my body.

“Noah...”

I whispered between my gasps, unconsciously caressed his hair while he buried his face into my nape.

His eyes wavered and he withdrew his head a little bit, his face wore an astounded when his name was called. From that time on, the air becomes thicker with our growning pheromones together in the air. I gasped, looking for any fresh air, but his scent empowered me, rendering me to fall into a full drunken state.

I again moaned in ecstasy when he caressed my chest, playing with my nipples as he did. But I was forced to come back to my senses when he slipped a hand underneath my pants, caressing my womb. I choked a breath, and widened my eyes in panic.

Out of the blue, I grabbed his shoulders and performed a head slam straight onto his forehead. He staggered and backed off for a bit, and from that moment onwards, all became blurry in my head until the moment I found myself alone in an alleyway.