I Claim Your Love

Einar’s eyes were robbed of their usual warmth. He wanted to rekindle the heat within him but his insides were too damp with all the unshed tears. He looked at the rising sun from the window and wished that the morning never came. His eyes were a bit puffed and the area beneath had darkened due to the lack of sleep.

How could he sleep?

The split images he saw a week ago when he toured the pack, harrowed him to the core. He couldn’t believe that the carnage which occurred was all because of him; that he was responsible for the chaos and the killings of his own people. Deep within he felt remorse and was a bit ashamed but it was too late. The damage had already been done. The news about his out of control behaviour had reached the nearby packs and possibly to the kings court.

How did this all happen? He was sure that he was in control for a long time. The full moon had rendered him weak and inactive but it was the price he had to pay to keep his lovesick wolf under check. Most importantly he could not remember anything from when the wolf in him took charge.

The screeching of the door grabbed Einar’s attention as he looked at the figure carrying a tray and the hot beverage on it. He took a deep sigh as the drink was all he needed to rejuvenate his mind. He straightened his back and leaned backwards to the wall. However his movement was abruptly halted when he saw the person bringing in the refreshments.

It was his mate.

Over the past one week the only companion though unwanted, was the beautiful man. Even after Einar’s complaints and his distancing behaviour the handsome man had been adamant to keep him company. He would ask about him, enquire his condition while he would forcibly tend to Einar’s wounds. There were days when both of them spoke nothing at all but kept gawking at each other for their own reasons.

In a way Callan’s presence was making the beasts in him happy while Einar felt disgusted with himself. After what went through with the pack he should feel dreadful and have courage to go outside to assure his people. As a leader he was supposed to helm the pack to its glory and integrate everyone under his protection.

Instead, he stayed in his room like a coward and shamefully enjoyed the company of his mate. Callan's presence was making the days pass by easily. However Einar was slightly angry at his mate for indirectly he was the reason for the chaos that happened.

Callan smiled as he walked in and slowly kept the tray on the table besides the bed. He gently handed over the glass with hot beverage to the alpha.

“Where are the servants?” Einar asked dryly as he took the first sip.

“They are outside.”

Einar looked at the window and then at the door “Where are the other people?”

“They are where they should be.” Callan said in a low, meek voice.

In the hindsight Einar knew why the people he was used to working with did not show up. They were scared. And why wouldn’t they be? Einar’s presence was no more secure. The temperamental behaviour of the alpha could put any life in jeopardy just like that. It was understandable for why the pack wanted to distance themselves with him. Apart from one exception; the beautiful man standing in front of him.

“Why have you come here Ashton?” Einar asked in his defeat.

“To take care of you.”

“I don’t want you near me.” The alpha coldly said.

Callan smiled and almost whispered “You don’t want me.. but you need me.”

The cryptic words took Einar by surprise as he looked at Callan in confusion and scowled. “I will be fine by my own.”

“I cant leave you untreated.”

“Where is the healer?” Einar asked angrily as he gritted his teeth “Its her job not yours.”

“She is busy with others.” Callan took a pregnant pause “Rosaline, Garrick and Aldous wont be here for quite a while and Arthur is handling the pack business in your absence.”

The mere utterance of the names made Einar’s heart heavy. He hurt the people he loved. One of the reasons the pack wolves were afraid of him was the fact that he hurt the luna of the pack. He hurt his own mate!

Who does that!

When he proposed a fake alliance to Rosaline he had sworn in to protect her and give her a life she deserves but on the contrary he failed in his promises. It was already tough on the poor lady to deceive an entire pack for her good soul repulsed her actions. Einar brought her to the mess and made her suffer for something completely irrelevant to her.

Einar had buried the deep secret sorrows within him which could not be known to the world. The burden was eating him from the insides. His thoughts upset him and he lowered his head to speak meekly “I want to be alone Ashton. Leave the room at once.”

Callan wasn’t untouched by the mental state of the pack alpha. He discerned the mood of Einar way before any of the pack members. He knew Einar was remorseful and pained at the events which unfolded these past days. However he was also relieved that he got to spend more time with his mate. He wanted to soothe Einar somehow but was finding it difficult to do his task without revealing much.

“I wont do anything that displeases you. I will just do my work and leave when I am finished. Until then you can pretend as if I am not here.”

you don’t have a wolf. Your reluctance to adhere to my commands gets

smirked “If my nature bothers you so

wouldn’t allow me. Because hurting you

cleared his throat “Stop with the nonsense Ashton and

leaned forward to touch him. The sudden action startled Einar as he choked on the beverage. A mischievous smile made its way to Callan’s face

you doing?” He asked

“Undressing you..”

lips moved but could not utter a word. He was

“W-What?!”

to undress you of your

measure because he didn’t know what catastrophe shall transpire if he ignited the flames of

find a way through his

Callan

Einar gulped “Am

lotion that I brought with me. I have to rub it on your chest and your back. It will cool your senses

This wasn’t the way to deal with the things he was going through.

“Shall I?”

massages in the past but they had all been through his servants. As also nudity was never a problem with him. But here the man in front was his own mate and showing him his bare body was proving to be unnecessarily uncomfortable. Einar was shy and flustered at the thought of Callan touching

to go

of Einar’s shirt. All this while Einar had curled his fingers tightly while his lips were closed firmly. He looked everywhere except in the front and

a handful of the thick liquid on his palms and circled it twice with

Einar’s body he opened his mouth and sucked in a lot of breath in a jiffy. Pleasant shivers trembled his body. His pulsating veins were increasing its flow to his member. All the irrational

their gazes in a staring contest. Callan couldn’t control himself as he chuckled looking at the state of Einar’s

mock anger “They are always this way. It is your hands

and shrugged before breathing out the warm air to even the temperature of his hands. The simple gesture brought a smile on Einar’s face. However his

mentally smirked when he noticed the hardened nipples of Einar along with the small bumps which were appearing on

spiraled even more as he fisted his hands to remain in control. He opened his mouth a little to take deep voiceless sighs

not listening to him. The more Einar felt Callan’s hand the more he craved him. The tension had reached such a point that heaving deep sighs was not enough. It was turning embarrassing for Einar for the

the awkwardness he all of a sudden turned and lied on his flat torso. He looked on

mute as he laughed. He found the situation comical. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t noticed the throbbing member wishing to liberate itself

his laughter and said

hardened member was grinding with the mattress below him. It was pure torture. The beads on his forehead and his little shivers showed how agonizing it was for the alpha. His tensions increased when the initial shade of the thick white liquid leaked through his member. If Callan’s hand did not come to a halt, Einar was sure that he

a large

his hand

squeezed his hands before uttering “I need to

quandary of his mate and held back his laughter. He inhaled sharply to control himself and tease the

ASHTON.” Einar exhaled air through his mouth to slow his heart beat “For once in your life do as

back of his forefinger between his teeth as he laughed uncontrollably, without making a sound. His chest was vibrating while his face muscles grew tight. He bit his lip quite too often and expelled air in between as his laughter was refusing to die down. On the other side Einar was waiting impatiently for a response most probably for his mate to exit as soon as possible so that he could save himself of

when Callan cleared his throat “If you need anything let me

he was sure to burst out laughing while all Einar thought was that he had hurt his mate once again and forced him to leave

****

them sat around a mini pond whose water was flowing magically onto the feet of the people to subdue the warmth. The boulders on which they sat moved to its right to complete the circle and station itself back to its place. Callan saw the look of amazement on the faces of his friends

Fayette asked

back

let you

giggled “He was hesitant at first but I bet

one stubborn male.” Callan’s attention diverted to a stoic Aurora “Even after your

a sudden Archer’s facial expression changed and a look of distaste replaced his features “Oh god! I just imagined that in my head and it is grossing

the fact that the moron is your mate.” Fayette sighed “How

the beautiful girl sitting besides her. The girl’s face glowed like the spring flower when it opens. Her gaze was affixed at the tree which

of her lips caused Fayette to mimic her