My Atypical Wolf (BL)

Chapter 268

Chapter 268: Summoned

Ashton sat there for a while, still while playing with his mate’s hair that was blocking his face. Soon, there were soft snores coming from the man lying on his chest. It was really late at night, therefore it was not just Caleb, but Ashton as well so was tired as hell.

However, Ashton didn’t want to miss out on witnessing the face of his peacefully asleep mate. Caleb’s features had matured over the span of eight years. His jaw was more prominent along with the visible beard line on his clean shaven face. Somehow Caleb appeared even more handsome to him.

Suddenly, Caleb’s brow puckered and he woke up in a jolt. Before Ashton could ask what was wrong he felt a few droplets on his exposed back of the palm. It was raining, again.

Caleb sat up, agitated by the droplets and within that tiny duration of Caleb’s action the rain came down like a freaking storm on them. Their car was still far away rendering them unable to reach there without being soaking wet.

However they ran through the bushes, where the overhead trees provided them a Pseudo shelter. The rain still poured through them, but with less agitating vigor. “Damn it, my shirt is ruined” Caleb huffed in annoyance trying to brush off some of the water droplets from his arm.

When he finally looked up at Ashton he noticed Ashton was still, staring at him with a blank expression. Caleb noticed how Ashton’s dripping hair gave his look a certain edge even in the dark, “Ashton?” He called out.

Ashton blinked and swallowed his own saliva before clearing his throat, “What?” He asked.

.....

“You okay”? Caleb frowned.

Ashton simply nodded and continued to stare at him. To get a proper look, Caleb put his hand on his mate’s face but instead of that look he got a sudden attack of lips on his own. Those lips laced with rainwater brought out a different kind of heat in that moment, the one where Caleb found himself melting faster than ever.

Ashton pushed his mate on the tree behind Caleb and continued to kiss his mate fiercely, as if Ashton had to put everything he had into that one kiss.

Caleb, whose mind was completely blank, could only focus on kissing back his mate, and soon he found his own hands tracing the abs of his own mate from under the shirt. Somehow he himself forgot about his discomfort of being intimate in the open.

Somehow this rain fueled up the intensity of the passion they had for each other, but neither of them were complaining. Ashton moved down to his mate’s neck and nibbled on it before biting down, ensuring that it left a bruise that would last long enough.

Heavy but soft moans escaped Caleb’s mouth as Ashton found his way to Caleb’s collarbones. Turns out Ashton had already managed to unbutton the first two buttons of his shirt.

Just as Ashton was about to go down a loud ring brought both of them back from their haze. Both of them tried to catch their breaths before Caleb took out his phone from his pocket, “What”! He snarled.

“There...### and he..##..unknown”... the line was disturbing as hell. Caleb checked and realized that it was from the police station itself.

“This is odd. I never get calls from the station. Most of the cases they can handle by themselves” Caleb mumbled.

“Do you think it’s urgent”? With disappointment, Ashton asked.

“As much as I would love to continue with our session, I think I need to go”. Declared Caleb.

“But...” Ashton pursed his lips. “It’s raining,” he added.

“Don’t worry, I can’t catch a cold , remember “? Caleb smirked and ran through the raging storm leaving a wet Ashton stranded in the bushes. Ashton had no choice but to wait it out before he headed home. As much as he wanted to go and check up on Caleb, Ashton could tell if they stopped midway, Caleb would prefer not to be disturbed. To ensure what was happening, Ashton kept linking his mate from time to time

Caleb on the other hand felt bad for abandoning Ashton like that in the rain, but he knew he was needed urgently at the police station. If being a sheriff and a pack leader has taught him something, it was to trust your own gut. And right now, his gut screamed that he should be at the police station.

Upon reaching a strong sense of wolf smell hit his nose. He frowned in suspicion before entering the bullpen. “What’s going on”? He asked.

“A dead unknown man was discovered by the bayou a while ago. We have no means of ID-ing him” an unfamiliar voice briefed.

Caleb turned to the strange man wearing the same uniform as the most of them and asked, “And you are”?

“I am Sergeant Casper Stevens. I’m new and was transferred here” the man replied.

“Don’t you start tomorrow”? Caleb narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

“I do. I was on my way to check out my new workplace when I found this person” Declared Sergeant Stevens. “Shouldn’t we focus on identifying this man”? Annoyed, the Sergeant asked.

“And figure out what happened to him,” Caleb sighed. “Do you have the photos from the crime scene?” He asked. The Sergeant nodded and went away to get it.

Taking advantage of that tiny window, Caleb took the fingerprints and a few hair samples. Judging from the scent of this wolf, he was not a member of this pack. What more was that his scent was that of an Alpha. Whatever happened just has been brutal as the Alphas never back down without a fight.

The abrasions on his whole body and his face were ruined, showing how brutal the killer was, whoever he was. Caleb couldn’t help but feel a sense of deja vu as he stared at the body of the unknown wolf. They just recovered from a war so why was it happening again? Caleb wondered