Obsession: The Lycan King's Human Mate Chapter 40
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Keeping her dishes in the sink, Adeline took her school bag and walked out of the house locking it behind her. On the pavement, her boyfriend stood waiting for her. He always looked handsome to her and today he had worn a leather jacket that had made the hotness bar crack.
She giddily went up to him and smiled. "Hi." She whispered, pulling her hair behind her hair and shyly peeking at him.
"Hi, gorgeous." He greeted back in a whisper. Bending down a little, he held her hand and they started walking to the bus stand.
Adeline did not know if this was true or just her deduction but whispering made everything so hot and sensual. Her breathing as always quickened whenever he was near her but if he started whispering, dammit she was dead.
"Mom asked about how are you doing the cupcakes?" Xavier whispered. She realised he never spoke loudly.
"Oh, cupcakes yummy and choco chips double yum yum." She licked her lips to give an extravagant effect.
"Hah!" He laughed. "I'll be sure to convey the words to her."
"The exact one's Mr."
"The exact one's Madam." He repeated after her.
The bus arrived on time. School started at 8 am and ridiculous Adkins at 7:35.
"Have you ever thought of something ridiculous?" Adeline asked him completely out of the blue.
"Just like you did?"
"Shut up." She shoved him away. "Answer the question."
He took a deep breath and thought about it. For starters, he was Lycan and werewolves existed too. They shifted and hunted now and then. Vampires were up and about. Fairies were real. There were different realms.
"Not really," he shook his head and looked aged as if everything was fine.
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Adeline sighed and slowly placed her head on the desk. The current class that she was attending was maths. And she hated maths.
Yet she tried to pay attention. In this subject, she was no superior to anyone but the knowledge of basic concepts and practice that made her average.
Maths could make her fail or kill her.
Adeline couldn't help it anymore and she looked at the clock. The second hand ticked and ticked and ticked. It was at the number 9 and she slowly watched it got to ten, then came 11 and finally came number 12.
*Rinngggg
The bell rang and she sighed happily. Leaning back into the char, she breathed a bit and then packed her things. This one was English, the one she attended with Xavier.
He made the whole class interesting. Maybe it was because she found him to be more interesting than adverbs and essays.
Walking in the hallway of her locker, she exchanged the books for maths to English. Sighing she now walked to the class. How was she supposed to look good and energetic in front of her new friends when her current feelings were of a sloth.
She found him waiting for the door of her outside classroom. Smiling at him, she lazily went out and stood next to him.
"You shouldn't wait for me," she mumbled after taking her seat in front of him. No matter how much Adeline whispered the guy could hear her so she didn't waste her energy.
"Why won't I wait for my girl?" He replied.
She stiffened as she blushed hard. Her face felt hot by growing minutes. She filled but didn't say anything. His words turned her on. "Don't say things like that." She whispered.
"Why not?" Xavier raised an eyebrow while saying so. He ran his fingers through her hair and gently bunched them up in a fist and pulled them back, making her head lean back to him. "You are my girl, babe. About time you knew that." He whispered.
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As soon as he left her hair, she quickly rose to her original position and breathed. Hot, that was hot. She felt wet down there and all tingly. If she was not in a public place, she would have surely squealed like a little girl. She did like a little roughness.
The teacher came in and the lesson followed. Occasionally he would play with her hair or rub her neck a bit and it calmed her down. She hated how well he played with her feelings. How relaxed she felt with only one touch.
If only he could be there with her in maths.
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"Really and oh, Adeline you bring your lunch from home?" Elizabeth looked at Adeline's hands which held her lunch.
"Yeah," she answered. "These were the egg rolls leftovers. I didn't want to waste them and I get to save my lunch money." She shrugged.
"Hah. Smart." Marshall laughed.
"Hey, ooh we have a new member." A girl with pink highlights came to the table they were sitting at.
"Adeline meet Christine. She usually avoids sitting with us due to Paris." Marshall introduced them.
"Hi." Adeline greeted. "But why due to Paris?"
"She is one stuck up bitch. Her family cannot handle defeat so they just become ugly and bitter on the inside." Christine answered. "Hey, the ballers are staring at us."
"The ballers?" Adeline questioned the god awful name.
"The Football guys," Christine giggled, "and their balls Mumma Mia."
"Oh my god!" Adeline mentally gagged that. "That's awful. Like really awful."
"Oh shush. When you will see you would know." She winked. "Anyway, Xavier is looking. Fuck, he looks so hot in his leather jacket."
Adeline couldn't restrain herself. She turned to look but only an inch and very slowly so that Xavier couldn't tell if she was looking at his lowly not. She turned but only to take a peep.
She turned her face slowly and steadily. She continued to find him and the more she turned there she couldn't see him. By now she was completely turned back.
In the end, she couldn't find him at the table where all his friends were sitting. To get a better look, Adeline had turned around to have a look search party at the table.
"Looking for me, Baby?" He whispered in her ear.
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