Evie POV:
After fucking me senseless again Asmos insisted on a shower.
More accurately he insisted on showering with me, which meant feeling me up, fucking me against the shower wall, and then washing my hair for me.
It was weirdly relaxing.
Lying across his chest playing on my phone was peaceful.
A nice escape from life.
I glanced at him, watching those blue eyes of his scan the pages of some book he seemed vastly interested in.
They were beautiful, piercing sapphire incased in a ring of smoke. Intense even when scanning the pages of a book.
I took a peek at the leather bound cover and almost rolled my eyes. "The Art of War?"
His gaze flicked up at me briefly before returning to his book. "It was written by Sun Tzu in 5th century BCE."
I arched a brow at him, "so some long dead guys book on war?"
"It is considered the worlds guideline to war, even today. He was a brilliant man."
Of course he was. Of course thats the kinda thing Asmos likes to read, "cool."
"Its my favorite book, you should read it sometime."
A war guide is his favorite book. Of fucking course. "Uh but we aren't at war?"
"We are always at war."
Whelp. There goes fun Asmos. Apparently when you drain his dick his decent personality leaves too.
Still... If I plan on being the first female Alpha I'm gonna have a lot of people trying to stop me. A strategy or two wouldn't kill me. "Okay. Yeah maybe I'll check it out."
"You should, it will be good for you to know these things incase you are attacked. There are a lot of wolves who would like to see me dead and hurting you would be seen as a close second. Or bait."
Right. How nice. "Okay."
He nodded once, "You can use my copy when we return to my pack."
Or buy it on amazon when I get home.
"Kay."
His eyes dropped to my phone, "what have you been playing little one?"
The nickname still irked me.
"Just one of those stupid solitaire games." I showed him my phone screen, "I get bored easily."
He hummed a bit before returning his gaze to his book, "you are an interesting she wolf."
"Because I play solitaire on my phone?"
"Because you are not what I expected."
I laughed a little tossing my phone on the bed, "I assume you wanted a mate with a submissive personality and a loving attitude?"
"I didn't want a mate."
I tilted his book down with my index finger, "baby. I didn't either but fuck you're fun."
"You only think so because of how hard I make you come."
True. Very true. "Well...I dont know you other than that and you like to read about war and you are a psychotic murderer."
"I am a strategist and I am not psychotic little one I simply know what must be done for my pack."
"With a lot of blood?" I arched a brow, "okay you totally sane hunk of man, tell me something about yourself then?"
He seemed to mule this over, as if deciding whether or not the bit of information could do harm, "I like thunder storms."
I smiled a bit, "such uncontrolled chaos? You surprise me Asmos."
"You will find I am quite surprising."
I snorted a bit, "or a totally thunder storm yourself."
"I suppose you will find out in due time. Now," he pinched my ass, "your turn."
"I like alcohol."
"Evie."
I sighed heavily, "okay fine. Uhm I like snow, I like the way it blankets everything and you cant see the world for what it was anymore."
"You..." he started, "have sever issues."
"Says the walking slaughterhouse." I rolled my eyes, "so. Do you like whiskey?"
"I do."
I grinned rolling after him, eyes glued to the decanter between my purse and the television, "is that why thats here?"
"I ordered it. So yes."
Biting my lip I slid from the bed and sashayed across the room.
When I glanced in the man in the mirror in front of the decanter, his eyes were glued to my ass.
Any other time I would give him a little shake see if I could get him to come over here.
But right now he was just distracted enough to not notice the small plastic bag I slipped from my purse, dropping two little pills in his glass after pouring the liquor. "Asmos."
His eyes slowly trailed from my heart shaped ass over my spine to finally meet my gaze in the mirror, "yes?"
"Theres a box of cigars here."
"Be a good girl and fetch me one of them too."
I arched a brow but entertained him anyways, putting the cigar between my lips and picking up both glasses of whiskey.
He he plucked the offered glass from my hands and the cigar from my lips.
I watched him cut the end and light it curiously, "I have never had a cigar before."
His blue gaze beckoned me back to his chest.
Taking a sip of my own whiskey I settled against him.
"Have you ever smoked anything before?"
I shook my head, "I like making my liver rapidly heal not my lungs."
"Yes well this is a much healthier vice for our kind."
"Is it?"
"A cigar or cigarette wont impair your thinking and we cannot get cancer."
"True."
He held it to my lips, "open."
I did peering at him through hooded eyes.
"Good. Now inhale, slowly."
I did, gaze never leaving his.
Its burned in a way that made me want to cough.
But there was no way I was going to do that in front of him. It would hurt my pride.
His lip quirked at the corner, "exhale." I did slowly, "good. Next time you want a shot with your pills just do this and think of me. It will relax you.
A slight blush tinted my cheeks, "Im not sure I like the size. And you are not relaxing."
He took his own puff, "then maybe you're more of a cigarette girl. We will find you what you like."
"Is that why you smoke? To relax?"
"Maybe. It is a good way to wind down after sex."
I eyed the thing in his hand, "it just makes me think of a disappointing cock."
He chuckled out smoke, "definitely more of a cigarette girl." He handed it to me as he took his glass, other hand skimming my shoulder.
I took another small puff. Watching him take a large gulp of the scotch.
I almost felt bad when slowly yet surly he fell into unconsciousness.
Almost.
Placing my own glass down I put out the cigar and wrote him a quick note before throwing my coat and shoes back on and leaving the room.
I got a few very confused looks from the wolves in the hall as I strutted down it.
I grinned at them all when I got into the elevator, "he had fun guys. But he is going to be pissed soon. Good luck."