Fated To The Lycan Brothers
Chapter 55

Wesley

Wolfe

Last night was the best f*****g night I ever had, but when I woke up this morning, it was also the most confusing.

Suri was passed out looking like a sleeping f*****g angel (the complete opposite of how she was on that bed just a few hours ago) and my backside was hurting like fuck because of how long I had to stay on the bed leaning on my side. Well, it was definitely f*****g worth it. I can still taste Suri on my lips whenever I lick them.

I have no clue as to how my attraction to her is so strong, but I've long given up on trying to understand it. I might as well just enjoy it while it lasts.

It was still too early to be awake, the sun barely rising as per Suri's window, but it's probably best that I leave before she does wake up and somebody else comes up to her room.

Or, not just me, but both Atlas and Devon, too.

Once I managed to slowly get up from the edge of Suri's bed without waking her up, I attempted to wake the two without creating noise.

Devon was easier to wake up because he was on the other edge, his eyes blinking open and then it took him a few seconds of wondering why I was standing over him with my arms crossed and a smirk on my face. "f**k, that wasn't just a dream." He mindlinked to me and I had to stifle a laugh.

"No wet dreams here, little bro. It was all real."

"f*****g hell..." He whispered and seeing Devon curse is rare so he must definitely be shocked.

Well, I guess in a way we all were.

Atlas, on the other hand, was harder to wake because this fucker managed to tangle himself on Suri. Like, an actual f*****g koala. Talk about a stage five clinger.

"Wake up, you shithead." I tried to get through him through our link, but he was sleeping like a f*****g baby holding on to this security blanket.

The blanket being Suri.

I confess, I've never seen him sleep that soundly. He's always had trouble in that regard and he's tried numerous pills to help him stop being an insomniac. It looks to me that all he needed was Suri. Unfortunately, now is not the time for him to be some hopeless romantic f**k. I need him to wake the f**k up so we can talk about... this, whatever this is.

"Just flick his forehead. That always annoys him." Devon told me and we both smirked at each other.

He's right. How could I have forgotten that? It was Keith's 'punishment' to us when we were kids. It was stupid and silly, but it did the trick. Sometimes.

One flick and Atlas' eyes shot open. Unlike Devon, he didn't need a second to process his surroundings. It was like he was fully aware of what had happened.

He didn't talk to us nor did he say anything at all as we walked out of Suri's room and into his because it was the closest.

Now I'm debating whether or not to move to a room on this side, too. f**k, why do I want to be so close to her all of a sudden? Damn it.

"What are you doing?" Devon asked what was on my mind when Atlas started to get clothes from his closet and place them in his bag.

"What does it look like? I'm packing for boxing camp." He said with a hoarse voice.

Devon and I gave each other a look that pretty much said - here we f*****g go again.

When Atlas knows he can't handle something or if handling it means collateral damage, he chooses to escape it. Neither of us try to stop him because we know that it's his demons that he's running away from. Right now, though, we need to get one thing straight first.

"Your boxing camp isn't until Monday. Unless you're trying to run away from something and you're just using that as an excuse." I told him flat out with a raised brow and this was enough to trigger him almost instantly.

He dropped his bag on his bed and glared at me. "I'm not running away."

I shake my head before turning to Devon. "Do you agree with his statement?"

Devon hates it when I put him on the hot seat, but Atlas didn't give me much of a choice. It's either he mans the f**k up and accept the situation or I make him see it for himself.

"He's right, Atlas. You're doing it again. You're locking yourself up and shutting us out. We should talk about what happened." Devon commented and I gave him a nod.

"There's nothing to f*****g talk about. And anyway, if there's someone here who should be on the hot seat, it should be Devon. Did you break up with Destiny before making out with somebody else or did you just choose to cheat on her?" Atlas turned to Devon with a taunting glare.

It doesn't take a second for Devon to pounce at him, putting his arm against his neck and shoving him against the wall. We rarely see Devon mad, but when we do, it's for a valid reason and he does not back down easily.

"I didn't f*****g cheat! Destiny and I aren't together! We're just... friends." He said with obvious restrain in his voice, but I know that restraint isn't going to last very long and I'm going to have a f*****g bloodbath in front of me if I don't put an end to this. "Tell that to Destiny who's probably already planning your wedding." Atlas continued. For f**k's sake.

"Knock it off, you two fuckers. We're not going to get anything out of this if you rip each other's heads off." I walked over to them and placed my arm in between the two, but when neither of them budged, I gave them the coldest f*****g glare I could muster and they knew I was dead serious.

Devon let go of Atlas and took a few steps back.

"Back to square f*****g one, please." I exclaimed with a sigh.

"What the actual hell happened last night?"

I guess that was the best question I could think of that would fully be able to summarize everybody's confusion.

Devon sighed. Atlas groaned.

"I'm not talking about just the s e x part, by the way, because I mean, if you know me, I have no problem being sexually adventurous threesome, foursomes, you name it, but come f*****g on, it wasn't just me that felt it, right?" I glanced over to both of my brothers, but even without them speaking, I could tell in their eyes they were thinking about it.

"I... I wondered about it, too." Devon finally spoke up and his eyes glanced between both Atlas and I before continuing.

"I have thought about the possibility of her being our mate."

"What the f**k? f**k off," Atlas blurted out.

Well that oughta make him talk.

Devon growled at him. "You feel it too, you little s**t. Don't even try to deny it."

"I don't f*****g feel anything. I don't believe in mates. We don't have them." Atlas was quick to retaliate and I heard low growls vibrating from his chest.

Jesus H. Christ, can these two talk for five f*****g minutes without them thinking of ways to murder each other?

"How are you so sure about that, Atlas? I... I think Devon has a point. I've been with a lot of girls, and none have made me feel like Suri does. Last night... f**k, man. I know you f*****g felt that. I know you both felt that. It was... It was..." I move my head left and right as I try to replace the right word to describe it, but nothing comes to mind.

"It was intoxicating," Devon added and I pointed at him.

"f*****g yes. It was like... becoming whole. I don't f*****g understand it, but you're right. The whole time I was kissing and touching Suri it was electric and exhilarating. f*****g hell I kind of want to wake her up now and kiss her again." I commented with a low chuckle, but Atlas didn't seem to appreciate my 'joke' as much.

"Nobody f*****g touches her again." He said through gritted teeth.

"Why? I thought you didn't believe she was our mate?" Devon mocked.

Atlas leveled him with a glare. "I still don't because we don't have mates. The sooner you guys get that into your heads, the faster you'll stop being delusional."

Devon and I turned to each other as we shook our heads. Atlas was such a f*****g hardhead.

"And even if we did have mates, it certainly won't be her. She's just some... human." Atlas added and the tone he used sounded as if humans have personally offended him.

"Sure, Atlie. Whatever helps you sleep at night," Devon said, clearly trying to rile our brother up.

"Shut the fu-"

Fortunately, I managed to get in between the two before Atlas ripped him a new a*****e.

As I'm standing in between Devon and Atlas, both my arms pushing the two away from each other, I let out a deep sigh.

"I mean... It's not long until the full moon and our birthdays. I guess we'll replace out then."

"I guess we will," Devon commented with a smug smile.

"f*****g idiots." Atlas groaned before walking away, grabbing his back, and slamming the door shut.

That little s**t.

Devon lets out a deep exhale before flopping on Atlas' bed, his arms at the back of his head before he turns to me and says with a curved smile.

"Denial isn't just a river in Egypt."

And ain't that about f*****g right.

Suri Nightingale

It's past afternoon when I finally have the energy in me to get up and start my day. Plus, my stomach was rumbling and begging to be fed.

When I got downstairs, Lucy greets me with a bright afternoon and tells me that nobody is home again.

There's a certain sense of disappointment that flooded me after hearing that and I tell myself that they're probably just busy and already have different stuff to get to on a weekend. What they were, that I don't know. They were totally not avoiding me though.

"The weather is lovely outside. Do you want to eat by the pool?" Lucy offered and there was like a bulb that lit up at the top of my head.

Finally, I could swim in the pool since nobody was in the house.

"Yes, please! That sounds great." I told Lucy with a smile.

"You can go there now. I'll bring the food to you." She tells me before excusing herself.

I'm hopping as I walk and humming a tune while going back to my room to fetch a nice bathing suit and when I get to my closet, I don't think much about it. I just grabbed the first suit at the front which turned out to be a gorgeous bikini that resembled a scarf top in a bright and bold print.

It was only held by teeny tiny strings and if I stretched my arms a little too high, it would definitely reveal more skin than I want, but then again, I'm all home alone so I didn't mind.

I decided that it was going to be a me day and a skimpy bikini is first on the list.

Second is soaking in the sun while I'm eating a delicious quinoa salad and brie grilled cheese. At the side, a fruit platter is already waiting for me to eat as dessert. Then there's the fresh strawberry water that I'm drinking. Talk about the freaking life.

As I'm seated there, the sun just right, and the breeze creating the perfect temperature, the pool beckoning, and the birds chirping around me, I just can't help but wonder what my life would be like had Keith not done all of this for me.

If he hadn't pursued me after I tucked away that letter or if I had run away and hid again and he wouldn't have found me, would I still have somehow found my way to this place?

Found my way to the brothers and... had that incredible night with them?

Oh god, just thinking about the way they kissed me, touched me, licked me, and everything else is already enough to make my body feel incredibly warm.

I closed my eyes as I let the events of last night come back to me like a movie being replayed.

How Atlas devoured me like his last meal. How Wes nimbled and kissed my neck like he was marking me. How Devon showed me a different side of him with the way he took my breath away as if I was the oxygen he needed. "Mm..." I squirm on the pool chair and feel sweat trickle down from my neck to my breasts.

I have no idea how things escalated that quickly, but I also can't deny that I'm happy it did because let's be honest here... I wouldn't mind it happening again because the thing is... I know that there was more to explore.

"s**t," I mumbled under my breath as my eyes shot wide open and I let out a frustrated exhale.

My body's getting way too f*****g hot. I need a swim to cool me off.

With that thought in mind, I got up from the chair and walked into the pool, enjoying the immediate refreshness it gave me as my skin hit the water that was not too cold and not too warm.

Just... f*****g... perfect.

I get into my swimming mode. Or at least, as much swimming as I can do from a girl who's only ever swam once, but out of the pool, my mom and I loved to pretend we swam together.

She would teach me strokes sometimes such as the backstroke, the butterfly, and even the frog. It was one of my favorite bonding moments with her because even when we didn't have the luxury of a pool, we had each other and that was all that we needed.

As I was swimming, I noticed that there was an area in the pool that was a little over six feet which is a no-go zone for me. I may have some minimal swimming knowledge, but if I get a cramp or anything, I wouldn't know how to save myself.

I stuck to the area below five feet only and continued frolicking in the water. I don't know how long I was there, but I only got out when I was feeling particularly parched and needed more of my fancy water.

While drinking, I decided to take a walk around the grass. The area was really big and it went even further. There was a wooden fence of some sort that opened and it must be the vast land Elle told me about before, the one that they had planned to turn into a golf course before Keith bought the place and moved in.

I wonder if they use that area, and if so, what for?

I'm caught up in my own thoughts as I tried to spoon out the floating strawberry in my glass when a tiny animal (a raccoon?) popped up and frightened my wits out of me, making me drop the spoon and strawberry into the pool.

"s**t!" I cried out in dismay as I watched the silver spoon drop to the bottom of the pool and my strawberry float around that area.

God damn it, now I have to get it because it would be rude to just leave those things floating there.

Ugh.

Without thinking much about it, I placed the glass at the edge of the pool and dipped myself back into it and swam to the deep end.

Fortunately, after a few movements-thank god for frog kicks that my mom taught me-I was able to get the spoon and I swam back up and placed it at the edge.

Now to replace that floating strawberry...

My eyes looked around the pool for a tiny red thing and, "Ah, there!"

It had somehow found its way in the middle which made this harder for me, but I had no choice.

Just as I had pushed myself from the wall to get some momentum, I must have stretched my leg too much and in turn, I got a terrible f*****g cramp on my right leg. Ohgodohgodohgodohgod. My leg!!! I can't swim!!!

Shock and panic drowned me just as literal water did, too. I tried to swim up, but every time I pushed my leg to move, the pain got worse and I couldn't move it. If I can't move, how the hell am I going to swim back up?! This was a terrible f*****g idea!

That thought repeated in my head over and over as I tried to swim back up with just my arms, but without the movement of my legs, the water just felt like it kept pulling me back down, deeper, and deeper, and deeper.... Until my face sank beneath the water and the only thought I had was...

f**k, I'm going to drown and I didn't even get to eat the freaking strawberry.

Just as I closed my eyes and was getting ready to accept my fate, the splash of water made me open my eyes back up again and there was a blurry figure swimming right towards me.

A few seconds later, I'm being pulled out of the water and right after, I feel the sun on my skin and I can inhale oxygen again.

My body gets laid down on the cold floor and I'm coughing and trying to catch my breath, greedily inhaling every bit of H2O as much as I can.

"Breathe. Just breathe, okay?" I heard a raspy voice next to me, but I'm too busy trying to get the life back I almost lost to focus on it.

Finally, when I feel a tad bit normal again I c****d my head to the side and that's when my body feels like it's been electrocuted from shock. "Atlas?!"

He looked at me again with a panty-dropping grin. "Don't look so surprised. I just didn't want you to drown in our pool."

Wow, how thoughtful of him.

I cleared my throat and tried to push myself up to sit down, but my arms gave up on me.

"Take it easy. You almost drowned. You should stay down for a few more minutes for your muscles to regain their strength." He says kindly as he gently lowers me back down with his arm. What the hell is up with his cold then hot replies? Oh my god, I don't understand this guy.

"What are you doing here? Lucy said you guys were all out." I managed to tell him, but I have my eyes closed because looking up is impossible with your eyes open because the sun is too bright.

"I... forgot some stuff. Came to get it back then... I saw you weren't on the chair and there's that glass at the side. I just figured something was wrong and, well, I was right. Why the hell did you go here when you can't swim?"

I snapped my head at him. "I know how to swim! For the most part..." I mumbled as I frowned and looked to the other side so I could hide the embarrassment on my face.

"I... I just got cramps..." I confessed and I heard a snicker.

"Why are you such an a*****e to me?" l-accidentally-said out loud and I knew it was too late to take it back so I just didn't look back at him, scared of how he would react.

"You're f*****g stubborn, Nightingale. You... I thought you would have broken by now. I thought you would have gone home, realized this place wasn't for you, but here you are." Atlas says and my heart starts to break because he just confessed that he still wants me gone from his life.

I'm getting ready to move away from him, no longer able to hide the heartbreak in my face when he continues.

"And f**k it if you're not making this so goddamn hard." He groaned and I realized a shadow had appeared next to me from the sun and when I turned back to him, his handsome face was so close to mine.

My heart started going crazy.

"Just stop fighting it, Suri. Stop fighting me." He said, his eyes narrowed at me.

"You... stop... fighting... me..." I whispered to him, each word my heart beat louder and faster.

Atlas licked his lips just before biting it and I had no idea what had gotten into me there, but whatever it was, I wrapped my hand around Atlas' neck, pulled him closer to me, and kissed him like it was the last f*****g thing I could do on earth.

And you know what's the even crazier part?

He didn't even hesitate to kiss me back.