His Redemption (Complete His Series)

Azalea

“Your wolf took control?” I asked Liam, not understanding what he meant. He nodded his head at me, his eyes still wary. I thought a wolf could only take control when we shifted; I did not know they could control our bodies when we were still human. Apparently, there was more to having a wolf than I knew. But it was sensible, seeing as I never paid much attention to what we were taught in school about being a werewolf. I never felt the need once my wolf left me.

Finally, I resolved to ask, “Can I meet him?”

Liam’s mouth dropped open. I had obviously shocked him with my question. I was still on edge from the note and everything, but I couldn’t help my curiosity. I was beginning to know Liam much better, but I knew nothing about his wolf.

“Uh… I don’t… Maybe that’s not such a great idea right this moment…” he finally managed to say. I nodded my head. Maybe this was a more personal thing. “It’s just he is a little on edge after earlier, and I know he would never intentionally hurt you, but… I don’t want to take the chance right now…” he continued.

“Okay,” I said, nodding. I let go of his arm that I was still grasping. This was all beginning to be too much for one night, and I really wanted to go to sleep.

As if he read my mind, Liam said, “Let’s go to sleep and talk in the morning, okay?” I nodded my head with a small smile. I did not want to talk about all this right now. He stood up and moved towards the couch again, where I noticed a pillow and blanket lying.

“Wait…” I said, confused. He turned and looked at me. “Why…” I said, pointing to the couch.

“You were so afraid… I didn’t want to force you to be with me if you didn’t want to…” he said, a little sad.

“No, please don’t leave me….” I said quietly. Although I was frightened of his wolf, I was more afraid of whoever left that note. Liam made me feel safe, and I wanted to be as close to him as possible right now.

He smiled, saying, “Are you sure?” I nodded my head. He walked back over to me. I reached my arms up and wrapped them around his neck. He picked me up from the bed; I wrapped my legs around him as well, clinging to him. He held me tight, burying his nose in my neck.

We stayed like that, just standing next to the bed for a while, finding comfort in each other. After a bit, he pulled his head back and looked at me. Brushing my hair from my face, he said, “Let’s get ready for bed.” I loosened my grip, and he let me slowly slide down his tall frame.

“Did you pack some pajamas?” he asked.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yea, they are in my bag in the car….” I said, realizing I never brought my bag in this afternoon.

“Nope, it’s in here,” he said, moving towards the closet. I followed him into a sizable walk-in closet. There was a dresser on each side, along with a small bench. There were also clothing rods with empty hangers along either side. On one of the benches sat my little suitcase. I walked over to it, opening it up.

“We can unpack tomorrow if you want,” he said, going over to what must be his own bag.

“Okay,” I said. I guess we were going to be here for a little bit. I pulled out some pajamas and my toiletry bag and turned around to look at Liam. “I am going to change,” I said.

He nodded with a smirk. I left the closet and went to the bathroom. It was probably silly, but I couldn’t undress in front of him without dying of embarrassment. I quickly changed into my pajama pants and t-shirt. Going over to the sinks, I dug out my toothbrush and toothpaste. After brushing my teeth, I pulled my now messy bun out of my hair and quickly twisted it into a loose braid. I grabbed a small dab of lotion, rubbing it into my face to help get rid of this ridiculous puffiness from all the tears.

I looked at myself in the mirror, taking a deep breath. I needed to be stronger. I may not be a strong wolf, but I was an intelligent person. We would figure out who this was, and Liam would take care of them. I tried to convince myself that I didn’t need to be afraid because Liam is an Alpha and his pack is one of the strongest in the country. I put my things back in my toiletry bag, leaving it to the side of the counter, and exited the bathroom.

Once in the bedroom, I looked around, not seeing Liam anywhere. I went to the closet and softly knocked. Opening the door, I didn’t find him in there either. A wave of nervousness swept over me. Where did he go?

“Liam?” I called, walking back out of the closet. I walked over to the bed and sat down. He wouldn’t have left, and I was only in the bathroom for a few minutes. I rubbed my arms, trying to calm myself a bit. Luckily, I didn’t have to wait long before Liam emerged through the bedroom door, carrying two bowls.

“Good, you’re ready. I thought since our dinner got interrupted, you might be hungry,” he said, holding up the bowls in his hand. I had completely forgotten about our dinner. “I wrapped up everything that was left in the kitchen and grabbed us some cereal. I hope you like Cheerios,” he said.

I smiled at him. “Yes, I do. Thank you,” I said. He walked towards me and sat next to me on the bed, handing me one of the bowls. He immediately dug into his bowl. I giggled.

“What’s so funny?” he said, swallowing a large bite of food.

“You,” I said, simply taking a small bite of food. I smiled at him as I chewed. He just looked at me confused before going back to his food. We quickly finished our food. Liam grabbed my bowl and set them on the small dressing table by the door. Coming back over to the bed, he leaned over me and placed a soft k**s on my lips.

“I am so glad I found you,” he said quietly.

“Me too,” I said, smiling. I leaned forward, kissing him this time. He responded enthusiastically, kissing me back; his tongue poked my bottom l*p, trying to enter my mouth. I opened up willingly, letting his tongue invade my mouth. He deepened our k**s while scooting us up to the pillows on the bed. I laid back onto one of them while Liam hovered over me. One of his forearms braced his weight next to my head while his other hand grasped my face, pulling me further into his k**s.

His tongue danced around my mouth, tasting every bit of me. The more he kissed me, the more I wanted him. Slowly the fear of our unknown enemy was fading, and my body was consumed with desire for Liam. He pulled away, leaving me gasping for air and wanting more. As I caught my breath, I realized I could feel Liam’s e******n against my h*p.

I grabbed Liam’s face and crashed my lips onto his. He let out a sexy growl in approval and kissed me back with just as much fervor. He nipped my bottom l*p, causing a small gasp to leave my lips. He then moved from my mouth and began kissing down my jawline, reaching my neck. He planted his lips on the apex of my shoulder and neck and sucked hard.

“Oh, Liam!” I gasped. It was almost as if tiny fireworks were erupting under his mouth. I squirmed under him, enjoying the feeling of his mouth on me. His hand made its way down my body, landing on my h*p, and he held it down while rubbing circles over my pants line with his thumb. His mouth broke away from my neck finally, leaving me breathless at the lingering feeling.

Feeling brave, I reached my hand down to the waistband of his shorts. His eyes grew wide as my fingers slipped under the waistband.

“Be careful, kitten,” he warned. I smiled at him, licking my lips. Reaching further into his shorts, I found his extremely hard manhood. I wrapped my hand around him. His eyes darkened as they bore into me; I could feel him growing even harder under my touch. I leaned up to k**s him again as I began to move my hand up and down, stroking his enormous c**k.

He growled into my mouth as I slowly stroked him. He kissed me more enthusiastically as his grip tightened on my h*p.

Breaking away from my mouth, he said, “If you don’t stop, I am going to c*m, kitten,” into my ear. But I did not stop. I kept moving my hand up and down his length. He growled seductively in my ear before taking me by surprise and flipping us over, so I lay on top of him. My hand came out of his shorts and landed on his muscular chest.

“No fair,” I said, sitting up slightly as I straddled his h**s. He chuckled at me.

“Kitten, don’t start things you can’t finish,” he said with a smirk.

“Who said I couldn’t?” I said, giving him a smirk back.

“Oh, really?” he said, sitting up suddenly. I could feel his e******n poking my backside. His face was practically touching mine. He closed the distance between us, kissing my neck again in the same spot as earlier. His hands found their way down to the hem of my shirt. Slowly he pulled it up and over my head. His hands moved over my body, and he continued to k**s and suck on my neck. My head fell back, enjoying his touch.

He reached up, making quick work of the front clasp on my bra. It popped open, exposing my breasts to him. His mouth came back to mine as his hands went to my breasts. My hands went to the hem of his shirt, lifting it the same as mine. He obliged, allowing me to pull it over his head. Looking down, I m****d in appreciation at his decadent physique. From his broad shoulders down to the sexy little V disappearing into his shorts, Liam was nothing but muscle. My hands roamed his chest as he attacked my mouth once again.

Catching me off guard, Liam began to pinch and twist my n*****s in his fingers. I bit down on his l*p, not expecting the strange but pleasurable feeling. I must have bit him a little too hard because Liam pulled away from me. He wiped his fingers across his l*p, coming away with a tiny bit of b***d.

I gasped, “Oh my goddess, Liam, I am so sorry!” I exclaimed. He looked up at me, his eyes impossibly black and his e******n poking me almost painfully now. “Are you okay?” I asked warily.

Liam stared at me for a moment.

“Liam?” I asked again, not sure what was happening. His hands came to his face, his eyes closing.

“Liam?” I said again, nervousness seeping into my voice. He shook his head a bit but still said nothing. I began to back away from him, looking for my shirt. I buttoned my bra back together, trying to get dressed. This was a bad idea.

Liam

Azalea bit down hard on my l*p as I pinched her n****e in between my fingers. Suddenly, I felt Gavin coming to the surface, and I couldn’t stop him. I could not trust him not to mate Azalea immediately against her will.

He brought a hand up to my mouth, wiping away the little b***d that spilled from her bite. He looked at it, then at her. I could hear her apologizing, thinking she hurt me. I needed to get control back now.

“Are you okay?” Azalea asked. He looked into her eyes.

“Don’t do it. Give me back control now!” I shouted at him.

“Why? You will never mate her!”

“You will hurt her! She will be afraid of us!”

“But she will be safe. We will be stronger, and we will always be able to feel her!”

“And if she rejects us after you do that?”

“It won’t matter because she will be marked!”

We argued as Azalea slid off my lap, trying to get herself dressed. Finally, I pushed Gavin back down and retook control. I removed my hands from my face as she was trying to pull her shirt back on hurriedly.

“Hey, hey, I am okay. Sorry if I worried you,” I said, trying to calm her down.

“What was that?” she asked nervously. I reached out and pulled her back over to me.

“Nothing. Don’t worry. But maybe we should take a break for tonight?” I said. She nodded her head. I reached down, placing a chaste k**s on her lips.

“Don’t think I won’t remember what you started, though,” I whispered teasingly in her ear. She immediately went red in the face. I chuckled at her. I pulled her up towards the pillows, grabbing the blankets to keep her warm. I laid on my back as she settled herself atop my chest.

“Good night, kitten,” I said as her breathing evened out.

“Good night, Liam,” she whispered. Within minutes, she was asleep in my arms.

That was too close for comfort. I needed to call my uncle in the morning about everything going on. Gavin had never been like this. I knew he didn’t want to hurt our mate, but he was utterly disregarding what mating and marking her before she was ready would do to our bond. After everything, I didn’t think I should leave her to go for a run.