Claimed By The Lycan King (Kaia) novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137

Clarissa's POV

Leaving the house without having Tyler worry about where I was going was easier this time. He was keeping himself busy with the Pack, to the point where I barely saw him except when it was time for either dinner or to sleep. It was like he was back to being the Alpha again, only that this time, I no longer worked side by side with him.

Besides, if he knew where I was going to, he probably would develop a heart attack even though that was unheard of among our kind.

Hastening my footstep, I made my way out of the pack and at the same time, several ways use to convince that good for nothing Omega that I wanted to make amends.

My Lycan was seething, wanting to rip off her throat while she spoke to us. She was the reason the home I spent my entire life building fell apart. And I can't believe Kieran was stupid enough to get her pregnant.

She must think that because Kieran was supporting her, she has a right to open her filthy mouth and speak to me like we were on the same level.

“We're not going to let her taint our bloodline…she has to go.” My Lycan growled.

I agreed, it was the only reason I was listening to Gerald when he suggested luring her out of the Pack.

By the time I arrived at the cabin, Gerald was already there, sitting in one of the chairs and looking at something in front of him. My body grew warm from just looking at him.

“Why are you standing there, staring at me? Come sit down.” He called, his voice jerking me back to reality.

"I just…" I trailed off, not having the right words.

Being with him felt so wrong, but at the same time, it felt different…in a good way. It reminded me of what it means to be young again, not worrying about responsibilities and just being so carefree.

“You're not thinking of backing out, are you?" He asked.

He stood up to match my height and pulled me closer and the hesitation I felt for a moment flew away. I focused on his touch, which sent shivers down my spine.

“Of course not!"

“Oh! I was already thinking about several ways to convince you to stay." He said, his voice coming out low and seductive as his hand caressed me slowly. “Just like the old days.” His warm breath fanned against my skin.

“Show me."

The words barely left my lips before his lips came crashing on mine. The bag I was holding fell to the ground, as my arms wrapped around him drawing him even closer.

I let him lead me to the bed.

*****

“Have you made any progress with her?" Gerald asked, about an hour later as I laid in his arms, my bare skin cuddled against him as our clothes were scattered all over the room.

I shook my head. “The good for nothing bitch is growing wings."

“We had a deal, you have to convince her if not…”

"I know the consequences, you don't need to remind me.” I didn't want to raise my voice, especially after what we just shared.

So before the attack on the Pack, I'd met him once when Elena, his mate, wasn't around. I wanted to persuade him to let me meet with our son…just to see him. I knew no amount of apology would change the past but it didn't change how much I wanted to see him…he was also my son after all. But one thing led to another and we both realized that the feelings we thought were long gone were still lurking in the corners somewhere.

It was supposed to be a one time thing, to get it out of the way but our bodies had different plans. It was all fun until Elena came storming in threatening to place a curse on both of us. She must've followed him.