Louisa's POV
When we got back to the camp, I walked straight back to Luna Tent.
Will was sleeping in Lucian's pocket.
As we walked closer to the tent, I saw the light in the tent was on.
Mick was standing next to the tent and saw me.
"Miss Louisa, Alpha's inside and he's waiting for you," he said.
Lucian stopped and said, "I will come back to you tomorrow, Miss Louisa. Will be staying in my tent for tonight."
Then, he walked off.
I held the wooden box tightly in my hands and walked into the tent.
Lucas was sitting on a chair with one crossed leg and taking a nap. He was leaning against the stand with one hand supporting his head.
He was wearing a simple white shirt and black pants. Under the dim light, his face looked strikingly handsome. I couldn't even recognize him, because when he was awake, his facial expression was always so intense and fierce. He seldom looked so calm and peaceful.
He looked like a sweet boy who was waiting for his mother to come home after a late-night shift.
Is he... waiting for me? I thought to myself.
My heart skipped a beat.
Then, I found out a very sad fact -
After all, he had put me through, I just couldn't get angry with him.
Whenever I saw his lips, I just wanted to kiss them.
Whenever I saw his strong arms, I just couldn't help wanting to hold them.
I still wanted his love.
I was still in love with this man.
Even though all the sensible parts of me told me that he was an asshole through and through, I still couldn't stop my instinct of love.
He was irresistible to me and I knew he felt the same.
I put the bottle into the trash bin and put the wooden box of letters on the side.
I did everything quietly because I didn't want to wake him up.
Then, I took a blanket from the bed and tried to cover him.
Just as I wanted to put the blanket on top of him, he grabbed me into his arms.
"What are you going to do, little lynx? You need a pillow to smother someone," Lucas said and tried to draw his face closer to mine.
He wasn't cursing and he used little animals' names to call me. That seemed to be a sign of a good mood.
I didn't want to be held by him like this, so I struggled to push him away, but I knew it was in vain.
So I turned my head away from him.
My face was burning. I didn't want him to see me blushing like this.
He squeezed my chin and turned my face towards him.
"Look at me, little mongoose. I'm talking to you," he said.
I took a deep breath and looked at him.
I tried to look calmer, but I failed.
He was tying me up like a knot around his muscular body and his hands were everywhere around my body.
"Your eyes are red. So you must have been crying. Did Lucian make you cry again? You need to have some patience with that guy. He made me cry sometimes," Lucas said.
He buried his head between my breasts and kissed me gently.
"You killed my father, Lucas," I whispered.
"When we found him, he was already dead. He was severely beaten. His tribe was destroyed. His possessions were all burnt to ashes. His wife and children were raped and killed. A man is dead immediately after his pride is gone. Whatever happened after that, it's all about his afterlife," Lucas said.
"You hung him up on a wall like a dead corpse and tortured him! What kind of monster are you? How could you come up with something so brutal to torture someone?" I asked.
"I have a thousand worse ways to torture him, but I didn't use them. I just want to know who you really are, but he refused to tell me. I don't take rejection well," Lucas said. "Why do you have any sympathy for him? He's not your father and he let people in your tribe torture you. Don't you hate him for ignoring you?"
"I only have one father and he's Alpha Jacob from Crimson Pack. He had all the reasons in the world to abandon me after my mother's death, but he didn't. He took the risk to raise me. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't even have been born. I am forever in debt to him, Lucas. And you killed him."
"He was trying to kill himself when we found him. I didn't kill him. I extended his life, so he could see you," Lucas said.
"You always have a reason for everything. All your despicable deeds are justifiable." I wiped the tears off my face and said.
"Tell me you love me. I want to hear it right now," Lucas said.
"No," I said.
"Tell me."
"No, Lucas. You're..." I couldn't continue, because my lips were already sealed by his mouth.
I shook my head and tried to turn my head away, but his hand was holding my head.
I couldn't get away and I had to remain still, taking his rough, stormy kiss.
He then stood up, holding me with one arm, and walked to the bed.
His other hand was still holding my head, so I had to keep taking his kiss.
Then, he put me on the bed. The soft mattress sucked my entire body inside with the cotton linen stroking my skin. I couldn't help but moan quietly.
Lucas peeled off my cloth gently, one layer at a time. His slender and powerful hands stroked my skin, electrifying me and making me shiver.
"Alpha Jacob's dead, but your real father is still alive." He said while gently squeezing the tips of my nipples with his teeth. "You have nowhere else to go, Louisa. I will take care of you from now on. I'll help you to look for your father and save his life. But you have to tell me that you love me and you'll never leave me for anything or anyone. Tell me right now."
"No, Lucas... Don't do this to me..." I covered my face and turned my head away.
My body was completely naked and exposed in front of him.
"Tell me, Louisa. Say it," Lucas got my entire nipple in his mouth and started to suck.
He was taunting me with his tongue, but I had nowhere to hide.
I groaned louder. My body was twisting and twitching under his torso. The more I struggled, the harder he pressed himself against me.
"Lucas... I love you and I won't leave you... But you have to tell me... who you really are..." I whispered.