I held my breath, ready to open the bedroom door and strike when there was a light knock on the door. "Honey, I am home," the voice called in a singsong manner and my nose cringed, trying to fit the pieces. The deep, wicked voice did belong to Fang, but that tone was too childish for it to be him.

My hand gently kept the rod on the short cupboard beside the door. Without turning on the lights, I first creaked the door open till I could see outside from a slit.

I could not even spot a shadow outside. My eyes cautiously moved around the surroundings and there was no one standing there. An instant panic set into me as my hand reached for the rod again and suddenly I saw a light come from the kitchen as if someone had opened the refrigerator there.

Was it Dandeline? I was sure the voice was of a man.

I fully opened the door this time and turned the lights of my bedroom on so I could take a better glimpse of whosoever it was. A sudden figure popped out of the kitchen, making me jolt lightly with a gasp. "Oh, it's just you," I said in a hushed voice. It was Fang, totally dressed in black, as always. Maybe that was why I had missed him a while back in the darkness.

"Relieved to see me?" Fang smirked, taking a wrong meaning for how my panic simmered down, knowing it was just him. "I might come harbouring wrong intentions too, you know," Fang tauntingly warned me and without permission walked past me into the bedroom.

This man was himself made of wrong intentions. What else can I expect from him?

I rolled my eyes at how casually he strode into my house, "What do you want? Wait a minute, how did you come inside?" I shouted in shock.

Fang pulled out his hand from the trouser pocket and a set of keys dangled by his index finger, "of course, I have the keys."

I gasped and lunged ahead to take it away from him, "You can't have that, give it to me." But it only ended up in a game. He kept switching the keys from left to right and up and down while I kept jumping like a dumb monkey. Fang smirked at how hard I was trying to get the keys back, but I was focused on him. He held the key up and as he was taller than me, I had to tiptoe when Fang slowly moved the keys towards him, as a result of which I crashed into him, losing my balance.

Fang's other hand snaked around my waist as he whispered the words, "Beautiful."

I felt the warmth rise on my face and I did not need a mirror to check whether I was red or not. My hands were on his taut chest muscles and I could feel the grooves of his muscles better, as if he had just come after a vigorous workout.

I gulped unconsciously and pushed him away the moment I realised how close we were.

Goodness, I didn't know why, but I had become so comfortable about being close to him that it took me longer than usual to notice we were close. I pushed him away and huffed, folding my hands over my chest, "Why are you here?"

Fang twirled the keys on his index finger as if taunting me and I just rolled my eyes, looking away. He slide the keys back in their place and hummed, "It is Channing's birthday tomorrow. I called him here to celebrate at twelve in the night. With that, I would also be able to meet my dear soulmate and spend some quality time with her." He talked as if it was so casual for him to be here. It was only half-past ten, and he had come here this early so he could spend quality time with me? By what, eating my brain?

"I don't want to meet you. Get out of my house," I ordered sternly, pointing at the door. What was this a party hall to celebrate birthdays!

"Your house?" Fang asked in confusion, as if it was not. He lazily walked to the bed and took a seat there as if it belonged to him. It was then that I realised he was not wearing his shoes. "I did this entire thing," Fang waved his hand around, showing how he had renovated this abode, "and I guess I get to have a little right on it."

"You did it as an apology to me," I retaliated, stomping to go stand right in front of him. It would be absurd nonsense if he tried to take this house as some price for something.

Fang's face lit up at my words and I immediately realised that recent thought had given him ideas. I just hoped he did not force me into doing anything in return for all the renovation he did. I will tear down the entire house if he said that. "So I will consider your previous sentence as an apology accepted," Fang said, as if there was no other catch here, rather he genuinely did this as an apology. My eyes gawked at him in confusion.

He had been acting strange even on the phone call and even now he was asking nothing but expecting I had forgiven him. That too, for something I did not even consider as an offence. What did I even care about him going with other girls, it was wrong to do so when you have a soulmate but I didn't want to care.

His hand extended forward, and he moved his fingers in a come hither motion, "now come here, little one, I haven't held you in my arms for an entire day now."

HUH?

What did he mean for an entire day? It wasn't even twenty-four hours since the last I saw him. I yelled in a ridiculed tone, "I was at your house this morning when you forced the mark on me!"

Fang sighed as his eyes rolled and the goody act he was putting up shattered in a moment. What was he expecting from me to be welcoming to his lustful wishes just because he was being good? But as soon as I thought that, Fang's demeanour shifted back to his usual self as his eyes narrowed at me. He stood up from the bed and walked closer to me with his wicked smile back on his face. Seeing that look made me wish that goody Fang was back here again.

For every step that Fang took forward, I took one step backwards. His eyes glanced down at my feet, glaring at my action of getting my distance from him. The look he gave was enough to have my feet glued to the ground, and Fang's long legs covered the distance between us immediately.

Before I could take any more step back, his hand came around my waist and Fang pulled me against him as my body thumped on his cushioned muscles.

A short gasp escaped my lips at the dominance that he was oozing right now. His dark eyes searched for mine and I looked at him pleadingly to let go of me. My wolf was in heat because of the mark, and the intimate space Fang shared with me was enough to send me into a frenzy. He leaned ahead and whispered next to my ear, "Don't deny it, you loved what I did to you on my bed." I gulped as I felt my throat go dry in his space. "I can tell how much you crave for me... My innocent little Selene is in heat."

His words were nothing less to a taunt, but this man was seducing me just by the way he whispered things in my ears. My hands rested on his chest, trying to push him away, "I-I am not in he-" I could not complete my own sentence, thinking of it was embarrassing.

I tried to deny his claim when one of his hands came under my chin to hold my face up to face him.

My eyes averted away as I knew how red I looked, remembering what he had done to me there. It was so little, and yet even a little of his touch had ignited sparks inside me and I hated that part. But my resistance to him had dropped drastically.

When Fang started leaning closer to me, my eyes widened as they met his.

His lips twisted with satisfaction watching the reaction I was having around him, "Do you want me to remind you?"

"W-What!" I stuttered, knowing exactly what he was talking about.

Fang had not even kissed me yet, neither touched any wrong part of my body and yet he had the skills to have me feeling this way. This man reeked of male confidence and I was falling weak in his touches. It was surprising to even me how much I wanted to draw a line between us and yet even whispers from him sent my nerves tingling like I wanted what he had to offer.

My throat felt parched as I breathed in his scent. I saw the desire brimming up in his eyes, his dark eyes forming a void that called me towards it. My eyes lower down and I could see his Adam's applied bob up and down when he gulped.

It only made me more conscious of his presence, "I don't want you to remind me of any-"

My words were cut short when Fang turned me around in his hand and walked while my legs wobbled backwards, trying to keep up the pace with him. But I almost lost my balance when Fang lifted me with ease by my waist and flopped me on my bed. My body made a little bounce as I pulled in a sharp breath. Fang peered at me with his predatory eyes and walked ahead to stand at the edge and look down at me lying on the bed, so weak in his presence.

All thanks to me stupid wolf who was in heat and my body was responding to my soulmate's presence in a way I was not wishing it to.