The Pack House

The kiss wasn't like the first and the second time. She could feel his burning desire towards her. His kiss was forceful and hungry, yet she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her.

She slightly parted her lips to give way to his tongue. He explored the inside of her mouth, tasting and savoring the wetness of it. She moved her tongue to meet his and as they wrestled against each other, she felt his hand moved under her shirt.

She was surprised when he suddenly fondled one of her breasts.

"Zion." She called his name in between their kisses.

He knew she was asking him to stop so he slightly pulled away, raising his hands to show her that he stopped. He gently kissed her on the forehead then to her lips.

"My bad. I can't control myself when we're alone." He said.

"Can we kiss for now? I mean, I'm not really sure if I'm ready with other stuff. And I really want us to know each other first." She suggested.

He wasn't sure if she was serious about it but she didn't look like she was also kidding. He scratched his head and took a deep breath.

"Are you planning to torture me?" He whined.

"I'm not. But we just met a week ago. And this feeling I have today might be gone tomorrow." She said, giving him an introduction of what she would tell him.

He frowned. His face showed that he got confused by what she just said.

"I'll tell you everything. Let's go to your house first." She answered.

It was an hour drive from the school to Zion's pack house. It was located at the western part of the city far from the tall buildings and busy streets.

It was her first time coming to this side and it was amazing. She always loved nature and the road to the pack house was full of pine trees. She noticed that they turned and were going up a hill.

Zion opened the window and she was surprised to see the ocean sparkling under the soft glow of moonlight. She could smell the salty ocean breeze when the wind suddenly blew.

"Do you like it?" He asked.

"Are you serious? I loved it!" She said while smiling widely at him.

His heart skipped a beat seeing her smile like that. When the wind blew, her scent mixed with the smell of the ocean.

'Gardenia!' Zion was startled when his wolf suddenly talked.

'What the hell are you babbling?' He asked, annoyed at his wolf for disturbing his moment with Amaris.

'Her scent! It's the scent of the flower, gardenia!' He confidently told Zion.

'Are you sure? You were unable to figure out any scent after the war. Are you telling me now that your sense of smell came back?' Zion asked again.

'No. I could only smell her. I don't think it came back but I'm sure about her scent.'

His heart started beating fast, if it was from what his wolf said, he wasn't sure. But he felt that there was still hope. If he could smell her, does that mean she was his mate? Is she really the one who he sought for more than a hundred years?

He looked at the girl who was sitting on the passenger seat. She turned to him and smiled. In the background, he saw the moon glowing in full and its entire glory in the night sky. He smiled back at her, right there and then, he swore that whatever happens, Amaris would be his Luna.

She saw a huge mansion which was proudly standing at the top of the hill. She looked at Zion again and asked.

"That's your pack house?"

She suddenly felt excited when she saw that the place looked like a castle.

"It's Verlice Castle. My family owned the place for centuries. Before, this place was called The Enchanted Hill by your kind. Back then, our kind was hiding from yours and no one was allowed to enter here except us." He explained, amused seeing her excited and smiling like that.

"How big is it?" She asked, curiosity piqued.

He chuckled, "Fifty hectares. The main house was the one in the middle. It has around sixty five bedrooms, eighty bathrooms, twenty three sitting rooms, it also has a five acre garden, indoor and outdoor pools. The other pack members were living in the small houses around the mansion. There are forty members of the pack who are currently living in the main house."

"Wow, you said small houses but they are ten times bigger than our house in the city." She said, shocked by what he said.

But what amazed her the most was the beauty of nature of the place. The smell of the trees surrounding the whole area mixed with the scent of the ocean breeze and the fragrance of different flowers.

When they parked in front of the main house, Cole and Xavier were waiting outside. Zoila wasn't there anymore so she assumed she was already asleep. Zion rushed to her side to open the door for her. He gave the car key to Cole then tapped the two men before dragging her inside the house.

"Do you want to have a tour first or do you want us to talk now?" He asked.

She really wanted to look around but she needed to tell him everything about her first. She wanted them to share something about themselves so they could move forward.

"Let's talk first." She said.

He nodded, pulling her on the top floor of the mansion.

"Come in." He said, inviting her.

She frowned. From all the rooms in the mansion, he decided to bring her into his bedroom. She crossed her arms and looked at him with doubtful eyes.

"Hey, I promise I won't touch you from now on without your consent." He promised while making a cross sign on his chest.

She giggled then walked inside the bedroom. When she looked around, it was like she was in an apartment unit. There was a living room, a mini kitchen and a bar. She bit her lips when she saw the huge king-sized bed. The bed looks like it was hand-built and the frame was made from ash, cherry, and chestnut wood with delicate and intricate carvings. The sheets were made from Italian silk and cotton curtains. The headboard was also custom-built embedded with diamonds.

She was startled when Zion wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her from behind. She didn't stop him, instead she put her hands to his and slightly smiled.

"Zion, what if tomorrow I forgot the feelings I have today?" She asked.