Chapter 546 – Hidden Desires of the Werewolf King Novel

Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

James puffed his chest proudly. Yes, he was tall and muscular for his age, but he still had years to grow and there was also the point… “We can feel it after our eighteenth birthday. Well, some can feel it earlier, but not two years earlier. I am just sixteen years old.” He wished that he was older so that he can confirm if the beauty in front of him was his mate. Then he would whisk her away and have sex with her, forever.

“Oh…”, a sound of understanding escaped Cornelia’s lips. “Well, then… James. I guess I will see you in two years.”

James’ jaw fell open slack as he stared blankly at Cornelia’s retreating back, and it was a beautiful back, just like the rest of her.

James nearly fell when Petra nudged him.

“Are you nuts? If she is your mate, you can’t let her go.”, Petra hissed.

“But, I don’t feel it.”, James said.

“Really? Are you saving yourself for your mate?”, Erik asked, and James pressed his lips into a line.

It was too late for James to save himself because he already experienced sex with more than one woman. But if he says that, his friends will probably see it as bragging, and not think how sick was for women to throw themselves at a thirteen years-old boy only because his father was an Alpha. Most of the females were in their late teens, but some were much older, and then there were a few girls his age. At first, it was just kissing and fondling, but in time things progressed and who would say no to a free meal?

Eventually, James realized that those women didn’t care about him at all, and some of them were coming onto him only because their family pressured them, and James got disgusted by the whole thing. He didn’t want to become like his father, a lecherous man who disrespected his chosen mate by sleeping around, so James decided to focus on training and studying, and concealing the fact that he didn’t have an Alpha aura.

“Aren’t you attracted to her?” It was Petra who asked, making James think about the beauty with chocolate-colored skin and those breasts that would perfectly fill his palms.

James blushed a little. Was he that transparent?

“It seems she thinks you are mates.”, Erik said. “Will you be OK if she ends up with another man?”

James’ jaw tightened. What other man!? His insides jolted when he realized that he was possessive. This never happened before. “It doesn’t make sense. She is not one of us. How can a human recognize a mate?”

“First, she is hot. Second, she was into you. And third, she is not human.”, Zack said. “Didn’t you see that we didn’t move? It was her doing. With a wave of a finger, like magic.”

“Is she a fairy?”, James asked.

“Whatever she is, it’s not human.”, Erik responded while scratching the back of his neck. “To be honest, I would give my left testicle for such a beauty to throw herself at me.”

Petra made a face at Erik. “Gross.” And then she turned to James. “I am watching you for the last few days, so I have an impression that you are not easy to sway. We went skinny dipping tonight and you didn’t even blink at any of the girls that were trying to seduce you, yet this one fully clothed made you flustered. And when she removed her top you gaped like you never saw a woman in your life.”

James touched his nose. “She is beautiful, but…”

Petra rolled her eyes. “But, what? You are attracted to her, and it’s obvious that it’s mutual. Go after her. What’s the worst that can happen? Just don’t be hasty in marking her. Or are you thinking that you are too young? Recent studies show that humans in Iceland and Germany have sex for the first time at fifteen years old, and you are older than that. And not human.”

James frowned. Why did Petra know information related to the sexual habits of people from Iceland and Germany? But Petra was right. As much as James saw attractive females, none of them made his heart race or his wolf stir like the dark-skinned beauty that just left.

Cornelia held her shoes in one hand and her t-shirt in another, and she stood in the grass in front of the packhouse while looking up at the starry sky.

This was her first evening in the human realm, and she wasted it on chasing ghosts. But it was not a complete waste. She saw people walking on the streets and eating in restaurants, and then she saw them dancing in front of the bonfire and going swimming after discarding their clothes.

Now that she was on her own, Cornelia realized that her heart was heavy because she really missed her sisters at home. Maybe she should go back and forget about this exploring the other realms nonsense.

Cornelia saw Yasmin with Axel happy and full of smiles, and she wanted that connection. She jumped on a chance of going with Talia and maybe finding her soulmate, but now she wondered if she was hasty.

She recalled what she did since coming to the human realm. Cornelia met an interesting man tending to plants, but then she got tackled by a jealous she-wolf (aka Mindy), and since then she was mostly stuck in a room. She thought that going out in the evening to explore will help her embrace this new realm, but at the end of the day, she didn’t belong here, and she was lonely.

Cornelia decided to talk to Talia in the morning and see if she can return to the Midnight Guardians pack. With Yasmin there, she might feel better, and if that doesn’t work, Cornelia will just go home. There were plenty of other witches eager to explore what was on the other side of the portal.

Cornelia felt a prickling sensation on her bare back, like someone was touching her there, along her spine, and she whipped her head to see a person walking toward her. James.

“Did you forget something?”, she asked before he could get too close.

She was not in the mood for a chit-chat.

The desire to get closer to him was there again, and this time she didn’t want it. She wanted to go home.

James cleared his throat and thought how this conversation would be easier if she put that t-shirt back on instead of holding it in her hand, but at the same time, he didn’t want her to cover up.

Of course, Cornelia noticed that his eyes gravitated toward her breasts. She had no problems staying like that, but his behavior irked her.

She folded her arms under her breasts, giving them a push up. “Hey! My eyes are up here.”

James felt like an idiot. Did he stare at her breasts and got caught? Since when was he not able to control such a simple thing like where he was looking? It seemed that his years of watching his actions went down the drain in front of Cornelia, and the fact that his wolf was restless was not helping.

“Did I offend you? I apologize.”, James said.

Cornelia approved of his docile behavior. “I am not offended. Why are you here?” She thought that their interaction ended in the garden.

“You didn’t tell me your name.”

“Cornelia.”

“Cornelia.”, James repeated. “Can I call you Cora?”

Cornelia blinked. No one ever gave her a nickname. Others used her full name, or ‘sister’ or ‘priestess’. “Is my name so bad that you want to shorten it?”

“I like Cornelia, but I think that nickname makes it more intimate. People who are close get to use nicknames.”

“And you think we are close?”

“Two minutes ago, you said we are mates. It doesn’t get closer than that.”

Cornelia thought how that made sense, but… “There is no point in clinging to what I said if you don’t feel it.”

“But you can feel it, right? Can you tell me about it? How can you feel it when you don’t have a wolf?” He was genuinely curious.

To Cornelia, it was obvious that James was interested in her, but that was not what she wanted. Cornelia lived for centuries with her sisters from the Coven, and she was not looking for a casual companion. She was hoping for a soulmate, someone who will worship her, and she will do the same in return, someone who will look at her how Axel looked at Yasmin, and if this boy couldn’t feel the bond, he could find other women or abandon her completely, and that would break her heart. How Cornelia saw this, it was better not to start anything.

Cornelia grew up with teachings that a soulmate was not about sex and having babies, but it was about acceptance, care, protection, and making each other happy. Over the years, Cornelia imagined her soulmate as tall, short, slim, chubby, male, female, and on a few occasions, she even imagined a plant. But she never thought it would be someone too young to identify their bond. Sure, if James was human he wouldn’t feel the bond anyway, but he was a werewolf, and as such he should know better than a witch when his other half was in front of him.

With all that in mind, Cornelia decided not to answer his questions.

“What’s the point? No matter what I say, there is no way to prove it. Or will you believe a stranger who approached you with a story that you might be soulmates?”

James agreed with this. If he neglected the attraction, there was definitely no reason to believe her, and he shouldn’t throw caution out the window just because she was gorgeous. Dozens of females told him stories about how they were destined to be together, with promises that it will benefit them both if he picked them as his chosen mate, all in the hopes of being the next Luna of the Red Moon pack.

What if Cornelia was just a woman who was after power and status? He shouldn’t ignore that possibility.

“So, now what?”, James asked.

“Now, nothing. You go your way, and I will go mine.”

Cornelia gave him a sad smile and moved around him to go to the packhouse. She didn’t want to go back to the room that felt cramped no matter how big it was, but she didn’t want to stay outside with James either. The pull was definitely there, but he couldn’t feel it, and it gave her a feeling of rejection that was cracking her heart.

James couldn’t believe this. “Wait! You are leaving?”

Cornelia stopped in her tracks and turned to face him. “Don’t tell me you expected me to stay? If I understood you correctly, you won’t know for at least two years if the person in front of you is your mate or not. If we are mates, and it’s destined, we will meet again.”

Maybe this encounter was nature’s way of telling Cornelia that she was not ready for a soulmate, or maybe that she won’t ever find that ideal she was hoping for. After all, if James was her soulmate, she should accept him even if he was too young to feel the bond, but Cornelia was not willing to put herself out there if the other party won’t do the same in return. Somehow, it didn’t seem right.

And just like that, Cornelia turned and left James behind to stand there and gape in disbelief.

“James!”

A call from a female got his attention and James’ insides tightened when he realized it was his sister. Why was Marcy here? Shouldn’t she be confined in another house? What the hell happened while he was out? It was all fine during breakfast!

Marcy walked toward James. “I saw you from the window.” She gestured to the window on the second floor of the packhouse. “I thought you came here to train, not to chase women.”

James stuffed his hands into his pant pockets. He was surprised by Marcy’s unexpected appearance, but he had no intention of showing it.

“And I thought you came here to become Luna, and not to spy on me.”

Marcy blinked. “I was not spying. I couldn’t sleep and I saw you accidentally.” Marcy’s lips lifted into a smile. “Who is she? Someone important? As the future Luna of the Shadow Fang pack, I can set you up.” Marcy ended with a wink.

“I don’t need your help with women.”

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