I Claim Your Love novel Chapter 46

Einar’s eyes were robbed of their usual warmth. He wanted to rekindle the heat within him but his insides were too damp with all the unshed tears. He looked at the rising sun from the window and wished that the morning never came. His eyes were a bit puffed and the area beneath had darkened due to the lack of sleep.

How could he sleep?

The split images he saw a week ago when he toured the pack, harrowed him to the core. He couldn’t believe that the carnage which occurred was all because of him; that he was responsible for the chaos and the killings of his own people. Deep within he felt remorse and was a bit ashamed but it was too late. The damage had already been done. The news about his out of control behaviour had reached the nearby packs and possibly to the kings court.

How did this all happen? He was sure that he was in control for a long time. The full moon had rendered him weak and inactive but it was the price he had to pay to keep his lovesick wolf under check. Most importantly he could not remember anything from when the wolf in him took charge.

The screeching of the door grabbed Einar’s attention as he looked at the figure carrying a tray and the hot beverage on it. He took a deep sigh as the drink was all he needed to rejuvenate his mind. He straightened his back and leaned backwards to the wall. However his movement was abruptly halted when he saw the person bringing in the refreshments.

It was his mate.

Over the past one week the only companion though unwanted, was the beautiful man. Even after Einar’s complaints and his distancing behaviour the handsome man had been adamant to keep him company. He would ask about him, enquire his condition while he would forcibly tend to Einar’s wounds. There were days when both of them spoke nothing at all but kept gawking at each other for their own reasons.

In a way Callan’s presence was making the beasts in him happy while Einar felt disgusted with himself. After what went through with the pack he should feel dreadful and have courage to go outside to assure his people. As a leader he was supposed to helm the pack to its glory and integrate everyone under his protection.

Instead, he stayed in his room like a coward and shamefully enjoyed the company of his mate. Callan's presence was making the days pass by easily. However Einar was slightly angry at his mate for indirectly he was the reason for the chaos that happened.

Callan smiled as he walked in and slowly kept the tray on the table besides the bed. He gently handed over the glass with hot beverage to the alpha.

“Where are the servants?” Einar asked dryly as he took the first sip.

“They are outside.”

Einar looked at the window and then at the door “Where are the other people?”

“They are where they should be.” Callan said in a low, meek voice.

In the hindsight Einar knew why the people he was used to working with did not show up. They were scared. And why wouldn’t they be? Einar’s presence was no more secure. The temperamental behaviour of the alpha could put any life in jeopardy just like that. It was understandable for why the pack wanted to distance themselves with him. Apart from one exception; the beautiful man standing in front of him.

“Why have you come here Ashton?” Einar asked in his defeat.

“To take care of you.”

“I don’t want you near me.” The alpha coldly said.

Callan smiled and almost whispered “You don’t want me.. but you need me.”

The cryptic words took Einar by surprise as he looked at Callan in confusion and scowled. “I will be fine by my own.”

“I cant leave you untreated.”

“Where is the healer?” Einar asked angrily as he gritted his teeth “Its her job not yours.”

“She is busy with others.” Callan took a pregnant pause “Rosaline, Garrick and Aldous wont be here for quite a while and Arthur is handling the pack business in your absence.”

The mere utterance of the names made Einar’s heart heavy. He hurt the people he loved. One of the reasons the pack wolves were afraid of him was the fact that he hurt the luna of the pack. He hurt his own mate!

Who does that!

When he proposed a fake alliance to Rosaline he had sworn in to protect her and give her a life she deserves but on the contrary he failed in his promises. It was already tough on the poor lady to deceive an entire pack for her good soul repulsed her actions. Einar brought her to the mess and made her suffer for something completely irrelevant to her.

Einar had buried the deep secret sorrows within him which could not be known to the world. The burden was eating him from the insides. His thoughts upset him and he lowered his head to speak meekly “I want to be alone Ashton. Leave the room at once.”

Callan wasn’t untouched by the mental state of the pack alpha. He discerned the mood of Einar way before any of the pack members. He knew Einar was remorseful and pained at the events which unfolded these past days. However he was also relieved that he got to spend more time with his mate. He wanted to soothe Einar somehow but was finding it difficult to do his task without revealing much.

“I wont do anything that displeases you. I will just do my work and leave when I am finished. Until then you can pretend as if I am not here.”

Einar sighed in defeat “There is a reason I hate the fact that you don’t have a wolf. Your reluctance to adhere to my commands gets on my nerves sometimes.”

The handsome man smirked “If my nature bothers you so much why didn’t you punish me?”

Because the beasts wouldn’t allow me. Because hurting you would hurt me.

Einar cleared his throat “Stop with the nonsense Ashton and do what you came to do.”

Callan shrugged and sat on the empty space besides Einar’s torso. The close bodies brought shivers to the alpha, however Einar’s eyes expanded when Callan leaned forward to touch him. The sudden action startled Einar as he choked on the beverage. A mischievous smile made its way to Callan’s face as the alpha coughed rapidly to clear his throat.

“What are you doing?” He asked in a surprised voice.

“Undressing you..”

The air in his throat got stuck as Einar’s lips moved but could not utter a word. He was completely stupefied by the sudden bold behaviour of his mate.

“W-What?!”

“You heard me. I want to undress you of your clothes.”

Einar stared at the beautiful man in horror. At this moment Callan was powerful beyond measure because he didn’t know what catastrophe shall transpire if he ignited the flames of desire in Einar. He wouldn’t be able to control himself. His best hidden secret will be out in the open.

Einar was unable to find a way through his fear; through this predicament.

“You look afraid.” Callan smirked a little.

“I..” Einar gulped “Am not.”

“Relax.” Callan held a bottle from the tray and lifted in the air in front of the alpha “It is the lotion that I brought with me. I have to rub it on your chest and your back. It will cool your senses and help get you rid of the excess heat. Aurora says that it helps in calming your nerves.”

Einar’s thoughts were numb. This wasn’t the way to deal with the things he was going through. The simple touch from his mate would do everything other than making him calm.

“Shall I?”

Einar was dumbstruck again. He couldn’t formulate a thought or a believable reason to deny his mate. Einar had received massages in the past but they had all been through his servants. As also nudity was never a problem with him. But here the man in front was his own mate and showing him his bare body was proving to be unnecessarily uncomfortable. Einar was shy and flustered at the thought of Callan touching him.

With nowhere left to go Einar reluctantly nodded.

Callan nodded in response and leaned forward to touch the first buttons of Einar’s shirt. All this while Einar had curled his fingers tightly while his lips were closed firmly. He looked everywhere except in the front and tried to recollect unpleasant thoughts to divert his attention from his handsome man.

When Callan was done undressing Einar, he held a handful of the thick liquid on his palms and circled it twice with his two fingers before rubbing it on Einar’s chest.

As soon as the cold fingers touched Einar’s body he opened his mouth and sucked in a lot of breath in a jiffy. Pleasant shivers trembled his body. His pulsating veins were increasing its flow to his member. All the irrational thoughts in his head evaporated while he fixated his gaze at the mystique of a beauty in front of him.

An unexpected silence followed as both of them locked their gazes in a staring contest. Callan couldn’t control himself as he chuckled looking at the state of Einar’s face. “Your cheeks are red”

Einar couldn’t hold his gaze and he cleared his throat in a mock anger “They are always this way. It is your hands that are cold as ice.”

Callan looked at his hands in amusement and shrugged before breathing out the warm air to even the temperature of his hands. The simple gesture brought a smile on Einar’s face. However his lips returned to a hard line as in the next moment Callan resumed to do what he came for.

Callan moved his finger in a circular motion around both the sides of his chest. He mentally smirked when he noticed the hardened nipples of Einar along with the small bumps which were appearing on his skin. His chest hair were slowly aiming for the sky.

The tender contact dried out all the air in Einar. The touch felt intimate, it felt sensual. His curved fingers spiraled even more as he fisted his hands to remain in control. He opened his mouth a little to take deep voiceless sighs for his heart drummed at a faster rate.