The Rejected Werewolf Princess by Didiadeyemi

Chapter 32
I was so stunned when Steven said those words that I wasn’t quite sure how to react until he grabbed my upper arm in his and started to pull me back in the direction of the house. I could see the wheels in his head turning as he furiously tried to think of what to do next.
Eve saw us when we walked through the door and the concern on her face was palpable. Steven didn’t even give her a chance to ask any questions before he spoke.
“I need as much ice as you can possibly get.” He told her and although she looked confused, she nodded. He turned to me, “Where is the Alpha’s room?”
Eve rushed out to do as he had asked and this time I led him to Ryker’s room. He shut the door behind us and took the first piece of clothing he saw which so happened to be Ryker’s shirt and stuck it at the bottom of the door way.
I assume he did it to trap any smell. He then shut every window and balcony in the room and in the bathroom. He didn’t speak to me when he was done, instead, he went to Ryker’s desk, muttered something under his breath and took a piece of paper and a pen and began to scribble some words on it.
I wanted to ask what he was writing but the heat was getting stronger and I felt like I was overheating inside my outfit. I wanted nothing more than to pull it off but I was still sane enough to know that it would be a good idea.
Eve knocked on the door and he let her in. He whispered a few words in her ear, handed her the piece of paper and left the room without a second glance.
“I didn’t get to thank him.” I began as she locked the door behind him. “He doesn’t want to be here when the Alpha comes,” she explained. “In fact, I think it is better if he isn’t here. Mates can be very territorial when their partner is in heat.”
“Have you ever done this before?” I asked and she shook her head then lifted up the piece of paper.
“Thankfully, he left us instructions on what to do.” She walked over to the side of the bed where I was sitting and placed her hand on my forehead, “All we have to do is wait it out until the Alpha gets here.”
“Where did he go?”
“The edge of the border,” she answered with a small grimace, “they’re going to try to get to him but it might take a while.”
A while turned into over three hours by which time I felt like I was being boiled alive. I had stripped off my entire outfit and was now wearing a flimsy short sleeveless gown with nothing under.
It was bordering on transparent but it did nothing to cool my skin and I felt like screaming. It wasn’t just the heat anymore, it came with a fresh wave of pain and nausea and it felt like I had a thousand needles pri cking my skin all at once.

My vision darkened for a second and within that time, I noticed that Eve had h ooked a hand under my shoulders and was half dragging and half leading me into the bathroom. I tried my best to help her but even I felt. too weak to stand.
Against all odds, we got into the bathroom and she helped me get into the tub then she left and returned with a big bucket of ice water and dumped it into the bath. My teeth chattered and in an instant I had gone. from boiling hot to freezing cold. I let out a relieved breath and wanted nothing more than to bury myself into the water.
I allowed it soothe my skin but after a while, I felt my skin begin to heat up again and this time tears filled my eyes. Eve placed her hand against my forehead again when she saw my teary eyes and she shot me a look of sympathy.
“He will be here soon,” she whispered softly and the first tear escaped, “you just have to hold off for a while longer.”
“I just want it to stop.”
“It will soon.”
It took another half hour before I faintly heard a loud knock on the door. Eve left my side briefly and I waited for her to return but instead of her, I smelled Ryker. I lifted my eyes to him and through my blurry vision, I saw him slowly make his way over to me. I saw him holding a piece of paper in his hand that I recognized as the one Steven wrote on.
He placed the paper on the sink and ran his hand through my wet curls and I felt the pain lessen a little. He put his hand into the water and he pulled it out instantly.
“The water is hot as hell,” he said and I shook my head.
It shouldn’t be possible. Eve changed it less than three minutes ago. It shouldn’t be as hot as he is claiming it to be. I wanted to protest but I was too weak to even utter a word.
Ryker dipped his hands into the water until they wrapped around my figure and he lifted me out of the tub. His hands on my skin felt like a salve to the pain and I wasted no time in burrowing into his skin. He hissed out a breath and kissed my forehead softly.
He led me over to the bed and I shook my head, “I’m wet,”
Ryker shut his eyes as if he was in pain, “It doesn’t matter.” He placed me on the bed and as soon as his hands left me, the pain came back with blinding force and I let out a sound that was a mixture between a groan and a scream.
“Please don’t leave me,” I begged, “you make the pain go away.”
“Camilla, I-,” he trailed off and that was when I saw it.
His hands were bunched at the sides and I could see his eyes alternating between their usual color and black eyes showing that he was struggling with his wolf. A memory popped into my head about someone saying that a female wolf’s scent during heat is almost impossible to resist.
“You don’t have to stay,” I forced out. The last thing I would want is for him to have to stay in a situation he doesn’t want to be.
“I’m not leaving you.”
He climbed into bed next to me and pulled me straight into his body. A wave of relief rushed through me along with a foreign feeling that I didn’t know I could feel in places that should never be spoken about. He ran one hand down my back and the other ran through my curls softly.
His hands ran down my figure softly and I felt that unfamiliar feeling continue to build in my lower belly. I tried not to let it show because I didn’t want to make Ryker uncomfortable but then his hand massaged one spot on my head that had me shifting and moaning softly. While I shifted, I brushed against the hardest part of him. Ryker paused all his movements and stared down at me with a dark look in his eyes. His hands on my body ceased and he shut his eyes tightly.
“Camilla,” his voice was gruff and sounded strained, “I’m trying not to take advantage of you.”
“Please,”
I didn’t know what I was asking for but I knew that he would know and I
knew that he would be the only one I wanted to give it to me. He shut his eyes and leaned back against the bed. I wasn’t against begging him again but then he leaned down and kissed me.
The last time, I didn’t have time to savor his kiss but this time, I wasted no time in returning it. His hand at the back of my head tangled between my curls and he pulled me closer to him as he deepened the kiss.