Fated To The Lycan Brothers
Chapter 37

Atlas Wolfe

When all the adrenaline rush had subsided, all there was left of me was the daunting realization that I... had just kissed... Suri.

And I liked every damn second of it.

Fuck me.

"Holy shit, Atlas." Wes said as he was laughing beside me, thoroughly enjoying my choices in life. "So, what did the fresh meat taste like?"

Good. So f*****g good.

"Terrible. I need to chug some mouthwash." I lied.

Wes' laugh got louder as his arm remained wrapped around whoever the girl was next to him. "f*****g hell, you've really outdone yourself, man. Even fresh meat is unable to process what just happened."

He pointed his head to the direction of Suri and her friends and when I turned, I realized Wes was right. She looked like she had no idea what to do or how to cope with what just happened.

And though I was somewhat feeling the same thing, it's clear I was better at hiding my true feelings as my facial expression remained stoic and impassive.

No way in hell am I going to let anyone see that Suri had some sort of effect on me. That was one sure way to damage my reputation of not giving a f uc k in the academy.

When I looked around the circle, I noticed all the other students-mostly girls-were staring at Suri like she had just killed someone. I had no idea they would be so affected by one kiss, but even if I did, knowing now what kissing Suri feels like, I'm still not sure I would have declined the dare.

"Oh s**t, she's leaving." Wes mumbled to me surprised and I too was confused as to why she was standing up.

Did it really bother her that much?

I felt a sense of worry take over me when she looked unstable as she pushed herself up from the ground, but I pushed it deep deep down because f**k that. What do I care? She can leave. She can do whatever the f**k she wants.

But the second she was gone, I had to fight the urge not to follow her.

Whispers and murmurs followed right after she left the room and I knew instantly this was going to be one hell of a topic in the academy tomorrow. It won't take long for this to spread along the hallways and I am almost certain that someone in this circle had managed to snap a picture and it would be posted up online soon enough.

Happy f*****g gossiping, Thornes.

"What the f**k, Atlas?"

The pissed off question came from my left and though I knew whose voice it was, I was still slightly surprised when I turned to my left and saw my brother, Devon, staring at me in disbelief.

I tilted my head to the side to confirm that he did leave Destiny by herself to come up to me which is quite shocking.

"What?" I asked, feigning innocence.

"You know f*****g what. Why would you do that to her?" Devon asked, irritation vivid in his every word, but he was trying his darned best not to make it so obvious while everyone else was around us.

"I didn't do anything to her. I merely did what I was asked to do in a dare. You know what dare means, don't you? Or maybe not because you're too much of a wuss to do one." I said, ticking him off even more.

I hated that I was saying these things to my own brother, but he started it. Who the hell does he think he is getting mad at me about Suri? I'll do whatever the f**k I want. He's the idiot that's made it clear whose side he's on and it's not mine and Wes' so he can f**k right off.

Devon shook his head as he tried to keep his anger at bay, breathing in and out to calm himself. He leaned closer to me as he said with restrained annoyance in his voice. "We need to talk somewhere else. Not here. Somewhere more private."

"Nope," I said with a grin before turning back to the circle. "Can't you see I'm in an important game here?"

"Atlas," he said, irritated.

"Devon," I responded, mocking him.

There was a few seconds of silence between the two of us-the people playing around us not so much-as we just stared at each other. Devon was trying to instigate dominance and I did the same.

Finally, he pulled away to glance at the circle then back at me, the look in his eyes challenging. "You want to play? Fine. I'll play and then we will talk. Got it?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I'll drink to that, little bro." Then raised my cup up as we both took a swig out of our drinks.

And once again, the games began.

Devon seemed to surprise us all. He was never one to participate actively in these sorts of things, opting for either not joining at all or always choosing the 'truth' aspect of the game. This time, he didn't disappoint. Not at all. Because every time the bottle landed on him, he said 'dare' in a f*****g heartbeat.

"Take off your shirt." The dare said, and he'd be topless in a second.

"Do a body shot," and then he would be licking salt out of a random girl's belly as Destiny watched in equal parts horror and confusion.

"Unhook a girl's bra with one hand," was the first dare that I noticed Devon needed a second to think about.

My little brother wasn't exactly frigid or anything. I'm sure he's done some stuff here and there, but yes, compared to Wes, he was a f*****g angel.

I thought there was no way he was going to say yes to that kind of dare that would likely have him looking at a woman's chest in front of everyone, but damn, Devon was not backing down tonight.

The moment he stood up and walked over to the girl in just a bra waiting for him, Wes and I turned to each other with astonished expressions.

"What the hell have you done to our innocent little brother, Atlas?" Wes asked, appalled as our eyes were glued to Devon.

I shook my head. "It wasn't me. This is all him."

And in a way, that was the truth. I didn't force him to do anything. If he wants to prove something to us or himself, so be it.

Devon approached the woman with caution. I could see in her eyes the undeniable l**t that was swarming in them and she so badly wanted to be touched. This was her chance.

A part of me wanted to save my little brother, to tell him that he didn't have to go so far to prove whatever it was he was trying to prove, but I figured that he was old enough to know when to stop.

He stopped in front of the smaller woman, his height towering over her, and then she pushed her chest closer to him. He flinched a little, but he didn't show signs of quitting. His hands went to her back and not a second later, her bra fell down to the ground and every person-mostly the boys-sounded off in excitement and shock.

Devon's eyes quickly averted to the side as he made sure not to look at her just as cameras started flashing and I knew damn well this was going to be on every single social media account.

The crowd clapped and cheered for Devon just before he turned around and started walking to me. "I'm done with this. Now can we f*****g talk?"

My lips curved into a small grin. "Lead the way, Devie."

We ended up at the second floor, further into the other side where it leads to the balcony. There were less people here because most were busy by the pool side so it wasn't as loud and chaotic.

We left Wes behind because he was too busy with another girl that showed up to flirt with him. That idi o t can't stop pulling in girls even when he's just standing there doing nothing.

Whatever, it's not like we need him in this conversation anyway. Devon looks like he's only hellbent on lecturing me about something.

The second he starts talking, I already know what it's all about.

Suri f*****g Nightingale and how Devon wants me to stop messing with her.

This aggravates me even further because it's like he forgot every single thing we talked about before she came into our lives. I explicitly told them that we needed to stick together, that we weren't going to let one strange mess up our status quo. Suri was bad news from the moment Keith talked about her. We didn't need another human in our lives, let alone another woman. She was vulnerable. She was a weak link.

Then Devon f***s it all up in one day and now he's telling me what to do? Nah, f**k this.

"Brainwashed," I said to him with restrained anger in my voice.

Devon was never the type to get mad or let his emotions control him, but it was at that second, I saw that all change.

"So what if Suri is brainwashing me? So f*****g what? It's only a matter of time until the same happens to you and Wes. Besides, dad likes her so no matter what we do, he will always be on her side. So what if I am just being nice to her to get on dad's good side, too? I don't care. It gets me what I want and what do you get? You get jack s hit. You're just pissing him off. Honestly, you're just pissing everyone off, including Suri. Your bull s hit antics aren't going to work here anymore. It's obvious you want her. It's obvious that kiss wasn't just a dare to you, too. You want Suri, and you know what, Atlas? I'll make sure I take all of her so there's nothing left for you. That fresh meat is mine."

For a moment, I thought I was talking to somebody else, looking back at a different person. There was so much exasperation in his eyes and irritation in his voice. I've never seen him like this, but it actually felt nice.

The angst. The anger. Some of his words were direct, yes, but hell yeah that's my little brother right there. Is he finally coming to his senses?

He let out a scoff just before he grins at me proudly. "Is that what you wanted me to say? Is that what you wanted to hear from me?"

The proud smile on my face quickly changed to a displeased frown. "You're an idiot."

"No. You and Wes both are. The two of you need to get off your high horses and just accept Suri."

"Nah, f**k that. Wes and I are fine. We will never let her come in between us because that's what real brothers do. Clearly you've already forgotten that." My furious gaze bore into Dev but this doesn't seem to affect him at all.

Instead, he looks even more determined to prove a point. "I didn't forget s**t. I just know when to stop living in prejudice. One day you're going to have to do the same. Wes, too. You both will have to realize Suri isn't going anywhere and this game of pretend you're so desperate to maintain is going to get really tiring."

I was done. I didn't want to talk to Devon anymore. All of this bull s hit has made me lose the buzz of the alcohol in my system and all I want to do is get home, take a long a s s shower, and sleep this all off.

I pushed my hair back in frustration before muttering to my brother. "I'll see you at home."

I didn't wait for another response from him before turning around and walking away. As soon as I was out into the hallway, I let out a loud exhale like I had just held my breath for a whole ten minutes. Jesus. I need to get home. Where the f**k is Wes?

As I'm storming down to the first floor to replace my brother, I began to think of Suri again and debate whether or not she's supposed to come home with us too.

Should I leave her here? Would I leave her here? Surely she can replace a ride with someone here, probably those friends of hers. Or maybe Devon can drive her since he's so adamant on taking care of her. f*****g a*****e.

I get more annoyed just thinking about what Devon said to me again and I'm hammering every door open to see if one of them has Wes inside it making out or f*****g a girl. Ten doors down and there was nothing. Where the hell is that guy?!

At this point, the lack of alcohol in my body is making me even crankier as well as the thought of Suri running in my head.

To bring her home or to not bring her home.

The image of Mason Linden flashes in my mind and this makes my body go rigid. If he gets his hands on her when she's intoxicated... I'll rip his body into f*****g pieces.

God damn it. Why am I worried about her all of a sudden?

I can't deny that I liked the kiss, but it's also because there was so much more to it than any other kiss I've had. I couldn't explain it even if I tried because the feeling was so electric and so... strong, like it was more than just a kiss with two people. I don't understand it and it's messing up my mind so it's better that I don't even think about it.

"You," I grabbed a random student by his shirt and the scrawny sophomore looking guy looked at me with terrified and widened eyes.

"Have you seen Wes around here?" I asked.

He nodded slightly scared. "Y-yes, Atlas. I- uh, he was going outside to the shore area, I think!"

My head tilted to where he pointed at and it was the exit from the pool house to the sand and then to the sea. They were having some bonfires over there, too, but f**k, I hated getting sand in my shoes. Damn it, Wes.

"Alright, thanks." I gave the frightened sophomore a pat on his shoulder after letting him go.

Out of all the goddamn places for Wes to go, he really had to choose the beach? Was the damn rooms not enough for him to f**k around? I'm going to kill this guy when I replace him.

As soon as I got outside and stepped on the grainy sands, I groaned internally. And to think I liked these shoes but now I have to throw them away.

Where the hell are you, Wes? I want to get the f**k home.

There are a ton of other kids making out in this area. There's a bunch of gazebos and cabanas lined up and some smaller lounge chairs under big umbrellas, every single one of them filled with either half naked teenagers or ones drunk out of their minds. I pity those that have to clean up this mess the next morning. The number of condoms that they might replace... Man, I shudder at that thought.

Another thought then hit me while I was walking in almost pitch black surroundings. I could call this fucker and just follow the ringtone or the light.

Quickly, I pulled my phone out and clicked the speed dial.

Seconds later, I saw a light blinking and felt relief wash over me knowing I finally found my ticket to go home.

Though that all disappeared the moment my eyes landed on Wes... and the girl that he was passionately making out with.

It was dark, but it wasn't really hard to tell who it was because of the hair color and the clothes, though I couldn't say the same for the shirt because she wasn't wearing anything. She was topless, her breasts moving up and down as they continued to grind on Wes' chest.

What. The. f**k. Was. Happening?

Well, I already knew the answer to that because it was right there, right in front of me as I watched it with my own two eyes.

Wes, my brother, and Suri, the stranger I said we would never let get in between our relationship, was quite literally, in between him and a beach mattress as they practically ate each other's faces off and their hands roamed all over their bodies.

The moans that escaped their mouths right before they were washed away by the sound of the waves splashing against one another settled into the pit of my stomach and I felt red-hot rage boiling over in me.

What the fuck? What the actual fuck?

"Damn honey bee, you taste so good. I just can't get enough of you..." Wes moaned into Suri's lips as she pulled him closer to her and I felt another pang of anger, this time laced with confusion by what I had gotten myself mixed up in.

By what we got ourselves into. All along I thought Suri Nightingale was this lost little lamb, but it turns out that was just some kind of facade. She was a lion in sheep's clothing.

And I realized then that I was a fool for allowing myself to even remotely think that she wasn't as bad as I thought she was, but not f*****g again.

She cannot be trusted and I will make sure to put her in her place once and for all.

Every part of me, every cell in my entire being, wanted to teach her a lesson right then and there, but I knew I shouldn't. I knew... I would have to wait until the timing was right. Soon.

Soon I'll make sure she knows that she made a huge f*****g mistake going here and trying to play with my brothers and I. Playtime is f*****g over.