A/N: Wow guys, this story has hit its tenth chapter, I feel like celebrating! Never thought it would end up in double figures. And that's all because of you wonderful people who keep pushing me to carry on writing. So massive thank you to everyone who constantly views it and took the chance to follow it, it has become so much more than I thought it would:) Hope everyone enjoyed last nights episode, lysaac were actually in the same place at the same time in a shot;) baby steps, baby steps… aha without further ado bring on the chapter!
Making her way to the address on the scribbled note he gave her, she found it was a penthouse suite. Titling her head up at the large building in front of her she tried to identify it, almost as if sizing it up before having the courage to go through the entrance. Entering the lift she grabbed the strap of her school bag, the material straining under her grip. The sound of the floor number echoed through the confined space telling her she reached her destination. Letting out a breath she walked down a tiny hallway and knocked on the door, unclenching her hand as she let go of the knob.
Her breath hitched as an old man with sunglasses opened the door, whose pose was confident, she could hardly see him put that much weight on his walking stick. She looked at him curiously wishing she were more informed on things so she knew whom the man was. He seemed to be sizing her up, even though she swore he was blind, she coughed breaking his inspection of her.
"Aidan invited me round, we have a study date" she told him with a pointed look not liking his eerie silence.
"Oh, well by all means, any friend of Aidan's is more than welcome in our home" he replied breaking his hard exterior as he came across as a hospitable host. Extending his hand to offer her a entrance into the suite.
"Thank you" she said passing by him.
"I believe we haven't had the pleasure of being introduced, my name is Deucalion" he added before Lydia could escape. Turning on her heel she turned to face him, his hand extended once more. Catching on, she connected her hand with his as they shook in greeting.
"Lydia" she replied not being able to form anything longer.
"Interesting" he said with a curiosity in his eyes looking down at their connected hands.
"Lydia!" Aidan called as he walked towards them, actually glad to see a friendlier face she gave him a genuine smile as her heart beat returned to a more normal rhythm now that her hand was free from that grasp. He seemed to give Deucalion a nod in some sort of confirmation.
"She's fine, she's with me" he added standing in front of her in some sort of defensive stance, she couldn't help but silently thank him for putting a barrier between her and this man. Deucalion nodded and left them in peace.
"What was that about?" she asked Aidan, hoping to get some answers.
"Sorry, he's not very trusting with new people" he replied as he led her to his room. She used this opportunity to look around, it was quite a lavish place for werewolves, from the main room she was just in, there were doors leading off into, what she guessed were all private bedrooms.
"Oh dyou want a drink?" he asked pointing to the kitchen that stood at the back of the main room.
"Sure" she replied with her Martin smile, actually impressed with the modern appliances.
"What can I get the lady?" he asked with a smirk.
"You don't happen to have anything stronger than ice tea do you?" she teased, but honestly after her earlier meeting she needed some comfort, and she would be spending her evening with a house full of Alpha's. She was going to become an alcoholic at this rate.
"I think I can find us something" he replied with a smirk to which she returned.
Vodka and coke in hand, she inspected his bedroom, it was definitely more equipped than Isaac's. It had a television with all the gadgets and a music system. Plus he had a whole bookshelf and his bed was massive with Egyptian cotton sheets, sitting down on it she let her free hand feel the material humming in appraisal.
"You're giving my quilt more attention than me" Aidan interrupted putting both of their drinks on top of his mini fridge. She laughed stopping her actions, acting bashful.
"Well I'll have to change that" she replied as she got out her books from her bag getting into a more comfortable position by leaning on her stomach making sure her cleavage would be well on show.
"So where can my services by of any help?" she asked, taking her drink down and having a long sip enjoying the way it slid down her throat.
"Chemistry definitely" he replied as his gaze went to her breasts, nearly coughing in his own drink as the red lace sparked his memory from school earlier.
"Well lets recap on what we learnt last week" she offered, sliding her book from behind her to her front, resulting in her skirt being dragged up along with it, exposing the back of her legs.
"S-Sure, I erm wasn't quite listening when the teacher explained the difference in reactions" he replied needing to take another gulp of his drink to steady his hormones.
"Well an endothermic reaction takes in energy from its surroundings" she explained while shifting closer to him so her head was resting on his shoulder, the textbook in front of his face.
"…while an exothermic reaction transfers energy to its surroundings" she added with her finger pointing to the bit of text she was referring to and the pictured examples.
"This example here shows us this as the temperature rises, showing how hotter its got after two solutions mix" she added now capturing his eyes as the atmosphere around them rose in heat, he moved to lean in for a kiss. But she moved so she could whisper in his ear.
"Got it?" she asked in a seductive tone, he couldn't form words as he just nodded. She took her drink and wrapped her tongue around the straw before taking in as much as she could, sighing in content as she felt the liquid's effects.
Her phone went off, giving Aidan an apologetic smile she answered it; Allison's voice being identified as the one on the other side.
"Allison, I'm kinda busy right now with a hot Alpha twin" she said giving him a wink, and also to remind her friend that he was in the room with her. The plan could not fail.
"Oh kissed him yet?" she asked, playing along.
"Shhh, not yet" she replied inwardly laughing at how they were acting.
"Well get on it Martin!" Allison replied.
"Oh I will" she teased ending the phone call.
"Sorry, friends can be so embarrassing" Lydia sighed in pretend annoyance as she rested her hand on his shoulder. He laughed and rolled her over so that he was on top of her. She wished she had drank more, maybe then she wouldn't have to think about being in this position.
"Did I hear someone mention a kiss?" he teased with a pointed look. She made a show of trying to come up with an answer, acting shy and giving him shocked innocent eyes, all to which he smirked at. He leaned down and captured her lips. This was good, she kept telling herself, it meant the plan was working, that he wanted her and was falling for the act. But her mind was screaming inside wanting to push him off her and run away as fast as she could. Another part of her was thinking that it was Isaac she was kissing, making it a lot easier for her to respond with equal vigour and passion. He kissed down her neck, making her shiver, but in unease, not comfort, but he didn't know that.
He continued to make marks on her skin that was uncovered by clothes, the wolf in him wanting to claim her, knowing that people would walk by at school and see hickeys on her neck. Lydia make some excuse about her mum, saying she needed her to be back home, she thanked him for a wonderful night and gave him a kiss goodbye, promising to meet again. She took a detour and drove to Allison's house and fell into her arms in tears as she told her the events of that night. She thought she'd be strong enough, but it was killing her. She would allow these weak moments when it was just her and Allison, together they could be their strongest allies as they went through the good and bad.