Blood Legacy Chapter 27: 27. Your touch

My eyes widened, staring up at him with utter disbelief and shock as he pushed himself back and created some space between us, regarding me with that same pained and dejected expression.

*What the fuck?*

"W-why? Why would you do that?" I tried to reason with him as it didn't even make any fucking sense. Why would he ever do that?

"You're in heat, he's a wolf too, I'm sure you're smart enough to do the math,"

I lightly startled at the sound of that familiar male voice, my body reacting on its own accord as I could feel that flutter in my lower abdomen before my gaze could even land on him, noticing Nathan standing just a few steps away, arms crossed as he looked between us with a menacing frown.

My brows furrowed, taking but a few moments as I struggled to comprehend what the hell he was on about before shifting my gaze in David's direction, casually noticing that obvious bulge in his light blue jeans as he avoided to look at me, visible redness coloring his cheeks.

*Oh.my.god.*

Lips parting with evident surprise and embarrassment, I could feel my cheeks immediately starting to burn as I averted my gaze and awkwardly cleared out my throat as I didn't even know how to freaking react to that.

Yet for some sick, fucked-up reason my body seemed to know better as my lower parts pulsed once as they released another trickle of hot wetness, feeling so goddamn aroused again.

*Holy shit! Oh no! Not here! Please not again! Oh my god!*

I started to mentally freak out, casually also noticing the way both their expressions morphed, staring at me in that same dangerous craving kind of way as their eyes turned black, seemingly having a really hard time trying to contain themselves.

Fuck.

"Care?"

My eyes closed at the sound of my sister's voice calling out my name, audibly swallowing as in that specific moment, I couldn't help but feel so damn overwhelmed by the entire situation.

Fuck. Fuck my life. Fuck this entire crazy shit.

*Oh lord please take me now.*

"What's going on?"

I let out a long and calming exhale, mentally giving myself a few encouraging slaps before opening my eyes again, turning my head to the side to notice Andrea standing by the car's front end, a visibly concerned look marring her features as she kept gazing between David, Nathan and I with Estefany standing right behind her like a damn shadow.

"Are you okay?"

I didn't get to answer though as the sounds of someone else approaching casually drew my attention, so I turned my head to the other side, just in time to notice Kayla and that Christian guy from Nathan's little clique walking straight towards us, his arm lazily draped over Kayla's shoulder as he smirked and pressed a small kiss on the side of her head, all the while she kept giggling like a little schoolgirl.

But all of a sudden, Christian abruptly stopped as if he'd just hit an invisible wall, inadvertently forcing Kayla to do the same as he took a long sniff at the air too like some damn animal, his features expressing that dangerous look for the briefest moment as he looked straight at me.

"Whoah..." He blinked and lightly shook his head, apparently trying to rid himself of a feeling or a thought before his gaze trailed from David to Nathan.

"Nope, I am not dealing with this kind of crap," He loudly said, though mostly to himself before his attention averted back to Kayla, putting on that same bad-boy smirk.

*What the fuck was that? Am I some kind of a wolf magnet now?*

I wondered with disbelief as I listened to him tell Kayla in a rather seductive way,

"Hey babe, wanna get out of here?"

"But we just got here!" She incredulously answered with another giggle.

"So?"

He whispered something in her ear and she immediately started to giggle again before they left together, all the while we just stood there and watched.

"Right. Let's just go inside, we're already late," My sister's serious tone abruptly drew my attention back to our current situation, noticing the way they all four kept staring at me, each in their own different way.

But instead of trying to deal with whatever this whole shit-show was I chose to take a page out of Christian's handbook and just ignore all four of them as I was already feeling way too crappy myself to even try and figure it out.

*They had it all figured out on their own anyway.*

Turns out my friends were not exactly my friends anymore but rather a bunch of groupies in Nathan's literal pack of wolves, brainwashed to ignore all the red fucking flags.

I gave them all one last disgusted glower, turning my back to them before they could utter a single word more and made my way towards the school's entrance, expressing a tiny and lifeless smile as soon as I noticed Jess standing by and waiting for me, giving me a kind smile of her own before I tangled my arm with hers and entered the building.

*Hey, at least I had one, non-brainwashed friend left after all.*

**

*"...right, so the french revolution, was actually..."*

I kept tuning in and out of our teacher's lecturing as that pain in my abdomen kept returning from one moment to another, basically draining the life-force out of me as I struggled to power through it.

It was only the second period yet I was already feeling so damn shitty. I could barely even focus on what was going on around me.

*Someone help me...please...*

My mind whispered as another wave of heat combined with pain washed over me, making me bend forward and clutch at my stomach as I dizzily looked around at my classmates until my gaze landed on Nathan, just in time to watch him turn and throw me a glance since I was sitting on my own at the far back of the classroom.

I didn't hold his gaze though as I knew that it would only torture me even more so I chose to avert my attention instead, raising one hand as I was in dire need of a breath of fresh air and maybe some cold water on my skin too to help me get through it.

"May I be excused? I don't feel so good," I asked my teacher as soon as she looked at me, and the moment she nodded I didn't waste a second longer and got up and ran out of the classroom as if my life depended on it, hurrying straight towards the girls' bathroom as I kinda felt like throwing up too.

I burst through the door, going for the sinks as I dry-heaved a few times, obviously having nothing to throw up since I didn't even have anything to eat since yesterday.

"Oh god...please, please take me now..." I tiredly mumbled under my breath, barely hearing the bathroom door open as I backed away from the sink and plastered myself against the nearest wall, my eyes widening as I watched Nathan turn the lock on the door before whirling around to face me.

My breaths came out in loud and fast pants as I watched him slowly approach me in a rather predatorial way, like a panther cornering its prey as I stood there trembling, waiting for him to reach me.

"What is this crazy, fucked-up shit? What the hell did you do to me?!? I was almost on the verge of begging David to fuck me right then and there, for fuck's sake!" My voice came out a little shaky and weak as I yelled at him with outrage, letting out all my anger and pain.

"What in the fucking hell is this? What did you do to me?" I screamed with despair, feeling my knees getting weaker again as I stared back at him, barely registering the moment my legs gave up on me as he was suddenly right in front of me, effortlessly catching me by the waist with only one arm.

I let out a shaky exhale, taken by surprise by the way my body seemed to relax so easily, that pain subsiding the moment he touched me.

"I need t-this to stop I c-can't take it anymore," I weakly cried between hiccups as I looked up into his eyes, tightly clutching at the lapels of his jacket as small tears ran down my face.

"This is torture. I need it to stop," I truthfully admitted, feeling so damn tired already.

I just couldn't take it anymore. I wanted it to end.

I couldn't take any more of that lousy heat and the pain, the constantly sick feeling.

"Please, you need to do something, anything," I lamely begged, moving closer to press myself against him as I didn't want him to let go and have me feel that horrible pain again.

"I need you to do it,"

I was done trying to fight it.

"What?"

"If that's what it takes to make this stop then I'll do it,"

"I will have sex with you, Nathan," I finally conceded.

"You won,"

"Now please help me stop this,"