I was talking to Raven's wolf after coming out of the water. He didn't give me time to wear my clothes. I actually started to get along with his wolf more than him and while tracing my hands all over his fur, I told him that Raven has no feelings. All of a sudden, his wolf was gone and Raven was naked, standing in front of me. I looked down and gasped to see his hard-throbing shaft. My hand was still on his neck, and he stared at my hand. My first thought was that he was going to shrug it off, but instead, he clutched it and kissed my palm.

I was taken aback by his reaction and felt a surge of heat between my thighs. Eventually, his hand moved out to my shoulder and lightly brushed the back of my bare skin. Although I was feeling overwhelmed to know that his naked body was only a few inches away from my bare skin, I started to feel tingles in my muscles. He recognized my desire, and our eyes locked. He stepped close and kissed my cheeks. There was a spark of fire that raced through me once more, and this time it was causing my pulse to quicken.

I turned to stare at him, and as our lips hovered against each other, I growled in my chest. At the same moment, he groaned. I was moving my body in his direction. I was unable to differentiate between my desire and my frustration, and I mumbled. "Raven."

Instead of responding, he drew me closer and pressed his lips against mine. The gaze that he had been giving me only a few moments before was just as seductive as his kiss. I felt a shiver of ecstasy coursing through my body. Oh my god, I was craving after him. I was powerless to do anything other than kiss him back, which was just as passionate as the one he was giving me.

His hand gently moved to my ass, caressing it with full power, while his demanding tongue parted my lips. Our tongues collided, causing a surge of primal instincts to rise within me. I felt the rush of my paws trying to come out of my chest. Raven was correct in pointing out that my wolf is untrained. In an attempt to control the wolf, I gripped his neck tightly, drawing it closer to intensify our kiss. He bit my lower lip, causing a wide spread of paws in my chest.

He sensed my unease, cupped my face, and instructed my naive wolf in his dominant voice. "I forbidden you to come out."

I was looking at him in confusion and when I felt a peace inside me and complete silence, I realized he was talking to my wolf and I was taken aback. My wolf listened to him. Then we kissed until we started to lose our breath. He was brushing his knuckles over my bra and making my pebbles hard. I moaned and kissed him harder. I felt my core pulsating between my legs. Raven's hand moved back to the back of my bra and unclasped it. He removed my bra and looked at my globes as if he had been starving for ages.

He groaned and cupped my rounds, and then he rolled my pebbles beneath his thumb to make it appear as though he was wonderfully fulfilling my hunger without even having to go down. As soon as he touched me, every nerve in my body began to throb. Although I had submitted myself to his compassion, I did not experience any fear in doing so. A surge of pleasure coursed through my veins as he bowed his head and put my pebble into his mouth. I took joy in the sensation. He was kissing, licking, and sucking it, and his hands were stroking the borders of my thong. Throughout the duration that he stretched the loops of my thong and until they returned to hit my body, I was filled with immense gratification for my desire. His hands slipped between my legs and he whispered. "Val, you are so wet."

I gave him a slight nod while keeping my eyes partially closed, and then he removed his hand and crushed his body towards me. I felt his erection against my thighs, and it was enormous and so hard. The best thing was that it was all for me. He was going to unhinge the loops of my thong when we heard some sound. He instantly moved back and instructed me to put on clothes. He also disappeared behind one of the large trees and came out wearing fresh clothes.

I couldn't resist to asked. "Where did these come from?" I pointed at his clothes.

He shot up his shoulders. "I have many secrets in these woods and this was one of them."

When we returned to Raven's Den, the atmosphere was thick with awkwardness. I was sitting in a room while Raven was outside, chopping wood. In the morning, we had barely started talking, yet we were again avoiding each other. I was lost in my thoughts. While I was trying to figure out what was going on, I couldn't ignore how our encounter at the pond was still affecting me. There was noticeable tension in the air because something had changed between us. Even so, I didn't feel Raven was angry at me, which was both comforting and strange. His lack of wrath gave me a spark of confidence and made me want to talk to him and break the silence.

My mind was full of emotions that didn't agree with each other. Rosalie cut off our mate link, which used to feel like an unbreakable tie. But for some reason, I still felt drawn to Raven. Why is my wolf still in love with his wolf? Why does Raven's wolf still want to see my wolf? Why does he still cry for my wolf?

I can't say Rosalie's spell didn't work on me. I no longer feel the pain of being rejected by my mate. But my attraction to him is still there. Now I wonder if it was merely a physical desire or a fated-mate desire. I still look for the chance to talk to him.

I shook my head and shut off all the questions and thoughts. I stood up and walked outside to resume our conversation about him being rogued. When my eyes landed on his sweaty and strong body, he was shirtless and cutting wood. An unexpected wave of desire coursed through my veins. His bruised and full of scars body makes me wonder whether they are due to fights or hunts.

I could look at him for the rest of my life without blinking but I shrugged myself to muster up the courage to talk to him. I cleared my throat to get his attention.

Raven looked at me and asked. "Is everything all right? Are you in pain?"

My heart fluttered as he cared about me but I shook my head and tried not to blush. "You didn't answer me."

Raven stopped cutting. "What do you mean?"

I brushed my fingers over my throat to calm my excitement. "Did you leave the pack or did the pack force you to leave?"

Raven opened his mouth but I stopped him by raising my hand. "Please don't think I am being pokey or nosey. I heard many ruthless stories about you but you didn't seem anything like those stories. I just want to know the truth. I feel like there are many more layers hidden in this incident."

Raven put the wood cutter aside and nodded. "You are right, it has many layers but it's not simple to tell anyone."

I sat down near a wooden plank. "I am all ears."

He was about to start telling his story but we heard someone. "Hello, anybody home?"

I asked Raven. "Is this Rosalie?"

Raven nodded and responded to her. "Yeah, come at the back; we are here."

I turned around and smiled at Rosalie. She asked. "Hey sweety, how are your wounds now?"

I bobbed my head. "I think they are getting better."

Rosalie reached for my bandages. "Let me see."

I abruptly stood up and she looked at me in confusion. "I think we should go inside and you can check and Raven can continue chopping wood."

Rosalie sensed I was up to something so she pointed inside. "Alright, lead the way."

I walked inside and when she opened my bandage. "I think you are healing up fast due to your wolf blood."

I tried my best to hide my lie. "But I still feel pain and sometimes it gets sharp."

Rosalie squinted. "But it doesn't seem painful at all."

I tried not to have any eye contact with her. "But at night, the pain gets worse."

Rosalie left the bandage and cleared her throat. "Is there anything you care to share with me?"

I closed my eyes. "I don't want you to tell Raven about my wound recovery."

I was expecting some resistance or a list of questions but she changed my bandage and stood up. "Alright."

I was taken aback. "That is it? Alright? You are not going to ask anything?"

Rosalie shook her head. "Nope, it's none of my business."

I asked. "You are not curious that, despite your spell, I am still attracted to Raven?"

Rosalie asked. "So you still feel miserable for being rejected?"

I shook my head and she smiled. "My spell is working and soon you are going to get what you want."

I had no idea what she was talking about so I smiled back and thanked her for keeping a secret without gaining anything in return from me.