Reckless Souls (Saints Academy, #1)(60)

neared the surface and there was little I could do about it. I felt like a passenger in my own body.

He’s done that a few times, made his presence known, but in Rhea’s presence it only escalates.

Wetting my lips, I recall the entire moment in my mind as I glance at the wall beside the door. She

felt like everything in my hands. Weightless and soft as she begged for more. She didn’t shy away

from my rough tendencies. If anything, she encouraged them, which only pleased my wolf.

Rhea fucking Harrington.

It’s safe to say I have never fucked anyone like that before, and I don’t ever want to again; only

her.

The moment I ripped the condom off and thrust deep inside her stirred my soul, every inch of my

body burning for her even brighter, and as she shattered in my arms, her tits bouncing with every

thrust, I followed straight after her. Something shifted inside of me, my body seeming to align with

Gods knows what, but I feel indescribable.

I feel light headed, and I don’t know whether it’s from the drain of my climax or because she’s

gone, but I’m considering running after her to find out.

“Fucking focus, Xander!” I blink, and blink again, before glancing toward Adonis who glares at

me. His perfect hair is slightly messy as he rakes his fingers through it once more. Khaos stands

beside him, looking at me through slits so small I can’t even tell his eye color right now. While Zen

taps his fingers on his mouth, deep in thought. “Something happened here and we need to know what,”

Adonis adds, expecting me to have all the answers.

I swipe a hand down my face as I sigh. “I don’t know what.”

That instantly earns me a scoff from Khaos. “Don’t be an idiot, Xander. Her eyes were fucking

red. Red. There’s a broken light bulb shattered in the room,” he continues, waving his hand at the

debris on the floor. “And the lights in the hallway flickered so much I thought they were ready to go

too.”

“That doesn’t mean I know why,” I retort with a bored look as I move to my closet and grab a

fresh t-shirt, instantly feeling guilty that I didn’t offer one to Rhea before she high-tailed it out of my

room.

“We were banging on the door for five minutes straight and you acted like we didn’t exist.

Explain,” Adonis hisses, and when I turn to look at him, agitation all over his face, I almost consider

the fact that he might be jealous that I got to feel Rhea first, but the concern and surprise in his blue

eyes tells me otherwise.

I flick my gaze to Zen, who remains noticeably quiet, before I walk around them and take a seat on

my bed, bracing my forearms on my knees as I think.

“I don’t really know how to explain it if I’m honest,” I start, running my tongue over my teeth.

They know I’m not really the best with words, that’s why I always leave them to do the talking. I even

consider getting Rhea back in here to do it, but think better of it. “I just had to have her, feel her, taste

her, smell her. All of it.”

“You’ve got to give me more than that,” Khaos grunts, but when I look at him, there’s an

understanding of my words in his eyes, he’s felt the same thing.

“Having her in my space seemed to escalate everything I was feeling. My wolf was screaming for

her, and when she didn’t put a stop to it, I gave in to the need burning inside of me.” I try to keep my

face straight, but the memory of being inside of her makes a small smile gloss over my lips in delight.

“Why is there a condom on the floor?” Adonis asks, pointing down at the discarded latex, and I

shrug like it’s the most unimportant question to ask out of this whole ordeal.

“It was in the way.”

He rears his head back in surprise at my words, his eyes rounding as he takes in what I said.

“Condoms are never in the way, Xander. They’re there for a fucking reason,” he gasps in

response, but I still don’t care. The wolf inside me seems to smile, all fucking proud of himself, liking

the consequences of what could happen without protection, but I beat that shit down because that’ll

only cause more trouble.

Zen claps suddenly, before placing his hands on his hips and turning to me. “How do you feel

now?”

I squint at him a moment, considering his question as I take stock of myself. Listening to the

rhythm of my heart, the sense of content from my wolf, and the euphoria dancing through my body.

“Honestly? I feel fantastic. For the first time in forever, I feel… whole. No voice in my head from my

wolf trying to overwhelm me, no stress or anxiety, no anything, except the need to hunt her the fuck

down and declare her as mine again and again.” I rise from the bed, ready to do just that, when Zen

places a hand on my shoulder, halting me in place.

“It was right to let her run, Xander,” he states, dropping his hand as I frown. I don’t understand

what he’s saying, but it seems to make perfect sense to him.

“Why?”

“Because whatever happened between you two triggered something inside of her to change her