Caelum's POV
The moment I walked into the house I hated and desperately wanted to be out of, the young lady Liora was speaking to earlier walked up to me.
"Caelum—"
"Anna, what are you doing over here? Have you forgotten our terms?" Liora's voice echoed, silencing the lady.
She turned to face me before lowering her head. "I am sorry, Alpha's heir, my sister could be a handful sometimes," with that, she dragged the said sister away.
The way she sounded made me flashback to Malachi's words.
Without thinking twice, I brought out my phone before dialing Malachi's number.
"Malachi, are you going to the club tomorrow?" I asked curiously, hoping to get a yes for an answer.
There was silence on Malachi's end. "I am sorry, Caelum. I and my father are visiting the pack's medical centers," his voice echoed.
Before I could hang up, he added, "You can go to the club yourself. Have fun and be careful of big bad wolves out there."
I chuckled at his words before I hung up. I might not feel my wolf these days, but I believe the me who has never been defeated by any wolf, even when I first shifted, has nothing to be bothered about.
I snapped out of this, hoping this would work out just as Malachi said.
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Since I woke up early and have already taken my bath, I took my time to look for the right dress to put on.
After what seemed like an endless search, I finally found the right dress, just at the verge of giving up.
Done dressing up, I took my phone before heading out.
Just about to walk the last stair, I bumped into Liora. I did not bother waiting to listen to her apology or apologize to her, I walked out as if she was invisible.
I got into the car, started it before driving off, this time, I was trying hard to focus on clubbing even if this was the first time I am going to the club to have fun ever since I knew Liora.
After driving down the quiet road for almost thirty minutes, I pulled over in the parking lot.
I got out of the car before entering the club, my gaze scanning through the ladies who were dancing by themselves.
I don't know if it was me being stupid, but all I kept looking for as if I missed something important was a lady that looked like Liora.
Amber eyes. Sexy body frame. Beautiful brunette hair… someone who looks similar to her.
"Are you here by yourself?" As if the moon goddess heard my prayer for the first time, a feminine voice echoed behind me.
When I turned to look at her, I couldn't help but be amazed by the resemblance. The height, the hair, and body frame. The difference between the lady and Liora was Liora's pretty eyes and the fact Liora is more beautiful.
"Yes," I forced out the single word.
Just as Malachi said, I have to stop dreaming. I have to stop holding on to the lost straw of hope. The fantasy building up in my head.
The tender feeling of the lady's hand around my neck, her body moving slowly in perfect rhyme to the music buzzing in the background brought me back to the reason I was here.
I slowly reached for her waist before I began to follow in her step, moving my body in a way I didn't know I could.
Slowly, all I could think of was this moment, my gaze fixed on the lady in front of me.
"Touch me," she whispered into my ear, her body rubbing mine nonstop. This time it wasn't the dance, it was as if she was giving me permission.
I slowly grabbed her butt, pressing closer, trying to feel the moment.
"Over there would be better," her sexy voice echoed, sounding like she desperately wanted me.
I followed her down to the direction she pointed. Even though other drunk couples were making out, I couldn't care.
All I want is to work this out. To take Liora out of my mind and get my shit together. Even though I can't find my mate yet, I would occupy my mind with another female.
"You look handsome," her voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
As if trying to make me focus on no one but her, she brushed her lips across mine, teasing me.
I cupped her face, then leaned in to her height before claiming her lips. Kissing her hungrily and desperately, trying to feel something.
But I couldn't.
I wasn't feeling anything like I used to do when I kissed Liora. Not even the small guy below.
With air gone from my throat, I disengaged from the kiss, now staring at the lady who was blushing at me.
Before I could speak, she went on her knees then reached for my trousers, the sound of my zipper making me bite down my lips, afraid of disappointing her.
Her grip around my d*ck, which was yet to erect, made me feel ashamed. No matter how hard I try to come up with the most erotic moment in my head, I wasn't getting it up.
"Don't worry, I know how to make guys rise for me," the lady muttered before pumping into my d*ck, her grip moving at a steady speed.
With all her pressure and effort, I couldn't feel anything. It was as if the moon goddess had decided to turn me into an impotent.