This chapter gets steamy! You have been warned!

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Part of me prayed that Grant would change dramatically after this encounter. I hoped that because I knew he could take he would use his vocal cords more often and we would start acting like real mates. I thought we would go for walks around the pack land and I would show him the tiny empire I had to fight for. At this point I wasn't concerned about who would rule and how, I just wanted to know that my mate actually wanted to start a life with me.

But none of that happened. In fact, my little outburst seemed to drive Grant into his shell further and for the next month I struggled greatly.

My wolf was desperate just to see her mate. I didn't need hand holding and pet names, I just needed to see a little admiration in his eyes, a tiny smile shot my way, anything that would even allow me to think that I was desirable. I got nothing of the sort though. Grant spent most of his time alone or at least hidden away from me. He developed a routine which involved waking up after I was out of the house, eating my food, leaving just before I returned home for lunch, and then sneaking around the house like a mouse until I went to bed.

Even though I was beyond desperate for even the smallest contact I didn't push him. He was horribly fearful to begin with and I knew that I had pushed him very hard when I hugged him and made him talk to me. I couldn't push him to hold my hand or eat dinner with me because I would probably push him to some underlying breaking point.

But my wolf had had enough.

When my eyes parted all I saw was darkness, it was well into the night and I was exhausted. But my brain couldn't focus on the tiredness because the second I breathed in I felt like my lungs had a fire ignited within them. It was painful, just hot and unsettling. Then the warmth began to spread, moving into my abdomen, up towards my heart, and stretching towards my ribs.

The warmth began to transform, no longer burning so hot, but a new sensation came along. Before I could even comprehend what I was doing a moan involuntarily left my lips as my hips lifted and my back arched. The warmth was no longer on my mind but the intense pleasure was. I was a virgin, and I had never even considered being intimate with a man, it was werewolf tradition, but this pleasure was undeniable and I didn't care where it was coming from. I just wanted more.

More soft mews of pleasure kept slipping out of my mouth as I continued to rotate my hips and clutch the sheets. I was in heaven despite the fact that I was alone. It took me several minutes in my muddled state to realize that I had fallen into my heat.

Apparently, I wasn't the only one who felt my heat though. After a few minutes of withering under the sheets by myself I heard my bedroom door slowly creak open. A small, paranoid part of my brain insisted I check to see who it was, fearing that Greg had accidently opened the door, but my body wasn't worried about who was watching me, it just wanted more.

"Vienna." The voice didn't belong to Greg; it sent chills down my spine. It was Grant.

I didn't respond to him, I just let out a moan and closed my eyes, adoring the feeling of his eyes on me. in that moment I didn't care that he was an omega and I was an alpha. I didn't care that he hadn't talked to me in a month or that he was essentially freeloading off of me. I just wanted him there, in the same room as me.

"You're in heat." He rasped out, his voice rough.

I moaned again, feeling my eyes roll back slightly. I loved hearing his voice. I loved feeling his presence.

I could hear his heavy breathing as he took slow, hesitant steps towards my bed. I knew he was trying to fight his instincts. I didn't know much about my own mate, but I knew enough to understand he constantly fought with his wolf. But this was too much, even for him. I was surrendering my body to him; he knew no one could give me what I wanted aside from him. He knew I needed him and his wolf wasn't going to let him just walk away from me this time.

Still, his advances were slower than another other wolf I had heard about. He was fighting like hell to keep his wolf in check. This angered my wolf deeply. She wanted him to stop fighting and just give in to her already.

"I really shouldn't be here." He muttered under his breath.

I smirked in the dark, still squirming as wave after wave of desire hit me. "Then leave," I whispered, "it's not like your little omega wolf could handle mine anyway." I continued. I knew my words would make him furious. Men hated their dominance being challenged, especially by their mate.

And my plan succeeded beyond belief.

In less than a second I felt my arms being aggressively pinned above my head and Grant's body on top of my own, the thin blanket the only barrier between us.

"What did you say?" he hissed, keeping my arms in place with one hand and grabbing my face with the other.

"I said you're not man enough to handle an alpha like me." I gasped out, now grinding my hips against him.

My body was on fire now. the pleasure was twice as intense, moans were pouring out of my mouth, and I couldn't stop myself from bucking my hips against his pelvis. I wanted him so badly. I was in a fevered frenzy.

Grant was too, he let out a snarl and he moved his hips towards mine, making me cry out.

"I'm your mate, I can do more than just handle an unruly girl like you." He hissed back.

I whimpered in agreement, "Then take me right now." I whispered.

And just like that I shattered the delicate moment between us yet again.

"Oh my god." He gasped, his body suddenly off mine. I heard him fumbled around as he moved over the floor of my dark bedroom, "Oh my god what the hell am I thinking?"

"Grant, please." I begged, still desperate for his touch.

"No, Vienna." He said, finally making it to the door, "Not like this." And then he was gone.