One time Chance

We’ve been walking for days now without any direction, or at least with Creed purposely keeping his plan to himself.

It’s silent but not the kind where I wish to disappear. It’s the kind of silence where I find it comfortable. My feet were dragging me, yet the two looked unaffected by the heat. Since they are rogues, they probably have been used to this. The mere sun heating us might feel like just a pinch to our skin. The day is getting warmer, but the night is getting colder than ever.

“Keep staring and you’ll burn Master Creed’s back.”Ravena teased behind me, breaking the silence.

Creed continued walking, and I chuckled at Ravena, not hiding it...

“I am still contemplating if it was a good idea to trust Creed for this.”

Ravena hummed, “Too late for that. You’re in it for real now….and don’t you want us to help

“Help me?” I raised my eyebrows, I mean if that’s alright with your master.”

“Stop staing nonsne, Ravena and get backt os couting.”

“You just want her to leave so you could have me all by yourself, don’t you?”

Creed eyebrow’s furrowed, “Someone’s confident that I’ll let her live if she continues running her mouth off.”

I rolled my eyes, “Tsk, so kill joy, will you loosen up please?”

“Loosen up?” He then grabbed my neck and pulled my face close to his, “Like this?”

My breath hitched, not expecting him would do that. Creed surely saw the dumbfounded look on my face as he smirked, “I don’t think you would handle me, loosening up, Nyra.”

I regained my balance and instead of pulling away, I stared right deep into his eyes, crossing my arms in front of me. “Oh yeah? Try me.”

He stepped forward, and only an inch was getting in between us. “Are you sure? You don’t think that you would regret it?”

I backed a bit, but still kept my strong facade on, “I have a lot of regrets, I am sure adding another one won’t be that much different.”

He sighed, grabbing my chin to make me look up at him, “We can’t go on like this..”

His sudden change of topic confused me, “What? Why?”

Creed leaned into my neck and I slightly jumped at his warm hands enveloping around it. He took a deep breath and inhaled my scent before mumbling, “Enemies are going to come looking for your scent soon.”

I found, “My scent? Oh please, a full moon has already passed, it has been a long time since I was a member of the Silverfang pack. And I have been hanging around you guys lately, I'm sure your scent

He sniffed again, his face had this unreadable expression that I couldn’t quite decipher. “No, for me you smell different.”

I sniffed myself, nothing, just smelled like dust, sweat from under the sun, and probably a bit of musk, “How so? Describe it to me.” Do I smell that bad? I didn't even notice. It has been a while since I last took a bath by the river.

“It distracts me. As if tempting me to devour you..” Creed's eyes suddenly softened, his jaw clenching and unclenching.

Something seemed to tickle me in my stomach, and I bit my lips at his words, "And? Is that alll?"

Creed licked his lips, "I feel thirsty, for you, Nyra."

"And? What do you want me to do with that?" I asked, "We could ask Ravena if she could scout a nearby river and we'll drink there..."

He shook his head, grabbing both my shoulders, "No, it's not that kind, it's something else."

I rolled my eyes, getting impatient with him, "Just tell me what you want directly, Creed, you're a grown werewolf, surely you can identify what you want?" I am not a mind reader for goodness sake.

He gripped my cheek rather harshly, “Your pheromones are everywhere, Nyra, don't tell me you are acting dumb just to gain my attention. I need to drink you..mark you and breed you.” He looked angry as if it was my fault that I didn't have any idea what he wanted.

I stopped. My pheromones? So that explains the indescribable feeling of my warm body, and not just the mere heat of the sun. I don't even know how this happened, or I am aware of myself relaying it.

"Wait, what? Creed-"

I wasn't able to finish my sentence as Creed grabbed my hair and pulled me into a kiss. He took my breath away as his lips softly glided on mine, his tongue asking for access inside. I let him, and I could feel his saliva dancing inside, yet he reached my air supply, and I pulled away, coughing and panting.

I looked at his flushed face, his painful expression, and some trail of saliva falling from his mouth as his eyes pinned me.

The Creed in front of me looks different from the one that treats me badly and always sputters nothing but curses and sharp tongue at me.

I guess his side of him has finally come. "You're in a rut."

"Do something about it, since you're my mate.."

I cocked my head to the side, "Oh? Are we on that topic now? Who was it that denied that we are mates?" I teased, purposely asking questions to see his expression longer. Seeing him desperate for my touch, standing there like a cute little dog is making me want to do things that I never did.

"Ah fuck it." He cursed under his breath, grabbing my hand and pulling me to a nearby tree.

I let him, but I continued asking, "And Ravena? What if she'll catch us?"

"Let her, I'll just shout an order at her." He answered, and with puppy eyes, Creed asked again, "So? Shall we?"

I slightly pushed him away, suddenly thinking of something. This is such a rare occurrence and I would like this to be engraved in my memory... Creed has always been the serious and nonchalant type, and hearing him anting me is making me feel things...making me plan evil things. Oh to have the "Ravager" just at the tip of my fingers....To have this power over him...I am not letting this chance get away easily without commencing my plan.

"I'll agree, but you need to do something for me first."

He suddenly got quiet, as if contemplating by deciding, "Fine it is your time now...ask it."

Drawing a heavy breath, I finally decided on it, "Beg for me."

"What?" Confusion was written on his face, "What did you say?"

"I said it. If you want me, beg it." I repeated as if he was deaf.

"But-"

"Or would you rather lose yourself? In that rut? Come on, Creed, time is ticking."

"How?"

"Psh, you ask a lot, why don't you figure it out yourself? what do you usually do when you beg?" I looked down, looking at my feet.

With a glare, he bent down, kneeled to me, and kissed my feet.

"You're learning, Creed. But that's not enough..."

irritation was clearly on his face. He was getting impatient, and I was too. Seeing him glare at me like that with so much hatred yet desire for me is something. I never knew having a mate like this would grant me the privilege of taking advantage of this situation. It's now right, and I'm going to make the most of it.