ARTEMIS' POV
"What was that all about?" Jasper asks, tuning to me once she's stomped out of the room and slammed the door shut behind him her.
"Hell if I know." I respond, hiding my own annoyance.
Just what is it with that human girl?
She's completely weak and helpless, yet she doesn't know when to just fucking accept the help she can get.
She was beaten down and late, yet she climbed onto the stage only to embarrass herself further. Who the fuck does that?
Why is she so hell bent on acting tough and unbothered and cries the second things don't go her way?
I will never understand the way she thinks and how she processes what happens around her, and I don't even want to understand any of it, yet it pisses me the hell off.
That girl that has little to no charm whatsoever, yet she plays these games on me - yet she draws out my darkest desires and makes me want to do things I shouldn't. I bet she's fully aware of what she's doing, always feigning innocence instead of owning up to it.
"You okay, bro?" Jasper speaks, staring at me with a raised brow.
Talking about any of this now would only make me sound crazy.
"I'm fine." I respond, calmly focusing on something else other than this conversation.
My eyes fall on the bow in my hands, recalling just that brief moment when I was so close to knowing what she tasted like, when she had been perfectly docile and in my palms before Jasper walked in.
I don't know what the hell that was, but it's clear she wants me amidst the stubborn glares and wit. Why fight it?
If she'd only let her guard down for a moment and let me have her...
My mind wanders to what those lips would feel like on mine. The subtle sweet scent emanating from her skin.
"I know we talked about the human girl being plain and all but damn, she really is a looker." Jasper speaks from behind me.
"What?" A nerve is immediately pulled, and I turn to look at him.
His eyes linger on the door while he smirks with a thought in mind.
"I mean, I'm just saying. Who wouldn't want to have a piece of that?"
I growl at him, forcing him to shut up and leave it at that.
She's mine to taunt as I please, isn't she?
Suddenly, the realization that it's not just him that thinks this way dawns on me; hundreds of other students lining up to break her before I can.
And it will only continue while she remains a target to everyone else.
I shake thoughts of Seraphina off my mind, wanting to rid myself of every thought of her.
"Where's Kamila?" I ask now, changing to topic.
"Oh yeah, that's why I came here in the first place. She's looking for you in the teacher's lounge." He responds.
I don't bother responding, brushing past him quickly as I make my way to the teacher's lounge.
I can feel the sexual frustration coursing through my blood and putting me in a sour mood, and I realize that what I actually need right now is my mate.
The lounge isn't so far off and I reach there just in time with Jasper chasing after me.
I kick the door open and sure enough, there she is; my mate.
She turns to me and a smile lights up her face brightly once our eyes meet.
In any other moment, I would have taken a pause to look at her, admire the immense unnatural beauty she poses that belongs to only me, but not right now when there are more pressing matters at hand.
I take to large steps, closing the distance between us and meet her lips with mine before she can speak.
Her soft soothing lips and intoxicating scent fills me with bliss immediately, numbing my frustration out, but not completely. Something about it just keeps feeling off - like there's something missing
Something more that I should be getting out of this.
I take the moan from her lips as a go ahead before sinking my hands down her shirt and cupping one boob in my palm - soft luscious boobs that fit perfectly.
That's right, I need her.
It's only her that I should crave this much, only a mate worthy of someone as myself that should plague my own thoughts.
I press my lips, wanting more of her to drown out everything else that shouldn't be, nibbling and sucking on her lips desperately - until she pushes me off her roughly.
"Artemis!" She yells, finally trying to catch her breath and looking up at me... offended?
I wipe my lips, staring down at her blankly.
"What?" I ask confused.
Shouldn't she be happy receiving attention right now? I'm giving her everything a mate should, yet I'm greeted with cold eyes.
She sighs, putting more distance between us, now looking more flustered.
"We're in school right now."
"So? Isn't this what you called me for?" I ask, tilting my head to the side, not understanding what she means by that.
She frowns, looking at me like I've done something wrong again. Her countenance says it all without her having to utter a single word.
I sigh, already exhausted by what I know will come next and dropping on the couch nearest to her.
"You know, this is why we have issues. I give you what you want, you hate it, and when I don't, I'm neglecting you, right?"
I'm in no mood for this right now.
"That isn't what this is about, Artemis. I didn't call you in here to make out or anything. I called you in here to celebrate your win." She explains, pointing to the cake that sits on the table which I hadn't noticed while walking in here earlier.
The rest of the cups and a bottle of wine sitting on the side with a bunch of party hats next to the cake become more obvious.
But how would I have known she wanted to celebrate something so small? The context in which Jasper had said it in was equally suggestive, right?
"Maybe if you weren't so horny, you'd have seen everything else, all my planning and effort." She begins.
I chuckle against my will, staring down at the cake and cups splayed out on the table that doesn't seem to have taken that much of planning and effort.
"I didn't think you'd waste your time celebrating something so insignificant as today. I was always going to win." I say matter of fact, staring at the cups again.
"Yeah, celebrating your insignificant win is a waste of my time. Or maybe you just have somewhere else to be."
"Again with the accusations. Is there anything that will ever be enough for you? I really don't need any of this, Kam. Just why is that so hard to understand?"
She begins huffing and puffing while glaring bloody red again. Her fist clenches at both sides, and I can already see what's coming.
"You only ever need me when there's something you need to satisfy. You never spend time with me! You never care, or try to bond! You only show up when it's time to get your dick wet!"
"You know what, I'll save you the stress of yelling, I'll leave. But maybe you should have just taken my offer at making out instead of turning this into something else." I say, getting up from the chair to leave, already ticked off.
She doesn't bother stopping me while I walk out, slamming the door behind me.
Now, what am I going to do with this hard on?
Jasper remains on the outside, turning to look at me the moment I step out.
"So, how was it?" He asks the moment I begin walking away.
I glare at him, which shuts him up before he looks the other way.
"Not good, I guess." He comments under his breath.
I sigh again, running my hand through my hair.
I was hard on her, wasn't I? Too hard when all she wanted was to spend time not fucking me. I know I should go back, maybe with a flower or fucking serenade, yet I can't bring myself to. Most times, all I want is to just get the hell away from Kamila - far, far away.
Regardless of the fact that I love to win, the gaming event was sometimes a good excuse to distract myself from my mess of a mate-bond. Kamila won't scream in my face about not breathing the right way if I'm too busy training or competing.
"What's the next event tomorrow, Jasper?"
"Each contestant will be going through a maze and the first to the find the exit wins." He explains.
I nod my head, simply refocusing my mind on what needs to be done.