Parker's POV
As soon as Sergio nodded, I began to help him to unpack. He had religious books, rosary and other chapters among his luggage. Eight pairs of corporate clothes and five pairs of casual clothes with three pairs of shoes and a pair of palms to walk around the house.
He was watching as I unpacked which made me feel like I was going to burn under his gaze.
"I know I don't have pretty much but I'm on a missionary work and don't need to carry much around."
I said nothing but kept on unpacking.
"Each time I'm about to leave an area, I dash out all the things I bought. Hope when I'm leaving Nevada, I can give them to you."
At the sound of this, I paused. He flinched, I suspected he thought I would reject it but not that. I didn't want him to go anytime soon or go at all but since I couldn't say this, I kept silent.
Upon unpacking everything, I began to arrange them accordingly. Before long, everything was arranged in a perfect order.
"I'm done, what do you want to eat? I can prepare you. By the way, you can have your bath if you feel hot."
"Not actually but eventually. As for the food, you can make me anything. Something light. I don't like having a heavy dinner to go to bed." He added.
"Okay."
"By the way, what is your study schedule like? Do you have any problems in my course? It's good I'm now here with you, I can always assist you out in your difficulties."
I hummed, saying nothing.
Then there was silence. He turned over to the other side of the bed sitting, lowering his head. He shook it. "Oh God!" He groaned. I flinched, scared. Why is he groaning?
As I kept busy, my mind was worked up, my eyes looked from the sides. He appeared downcast. "Is it because I'm not giving you the answers you want?" I stammered.
"No, not at all." He turned and smiled, but the smile was blank, without emotions. Though it brightened up his face, yet I could read deeper than just the surface.
"Hmm," I sighed.
I finished and headed to the kitchen. Since he said he needed something basic, I made him a sandwich with chicken-egg sauce, green tea and a plate of steak. I set it on the table of the mini-dining room I had in the adjacent room.
Coming over to the room, I caught him reading a book, all his attention so engrossed that he didn't even notice I was right there in the room waiting for him to look up.
"Padre," I called after like five minutes of watching him remain static and emotionless. He shrugged off. My eyes turned in dismay, pale with pity.
"Your dinner is ready. Please come with me, to show you the convenience and the bathroom. You may need them while I'm asleep."
"Asleep?" The next word he mentioned with concern after he went silent. I nodded.
"I sleep so early these days so I can wake at night to study. That's what has helped all through." I replied curtly.
"Woww, that's nice." Not pretty much of emotions, even his response kind of sounded aloof. I paused to think what to do. One voice was telling me to try to win back his clingy nature while the other asked me to ignore.
"I pretty much hope you don't want what happened to Mario to happen again?" These words were enough to destabilize everything. I sucked in a deep breath and gestured on him to follow me. From the dining room with his food served and properly covered, we went to the restroom and the bathroom.
"There's just one but it's a matter of three days. Just manage.
"Not a problem at all." His huge voice reechoed.
I nodded in response. "But by tomorrow, we will have a schedule of how we use it, when, so we don't clash."
"No problem too."
I walked him back to the dining room. "You may now enjoy your meal."
He gave me a sharp nod with a tight, resigned grin. "Thanks so much."
"You're welcome." I left him to the bedroom where I was going to remain within my side, careful not to go any closer to him. If I had a demarcator, I would certainly use in the middle but unfortunately, there was none at the moment.
The fatigue was gradually weakening me. Slowly I shut my eyes, too dull and bored. I yawned, I wanted to have a sweet sleep but not with Sergio around. I continued to struggle and defend myself before I finally succumbed.
Once the darkness began to cover my sight and sweetness took place, it was over.
My wolf was ever active, recreating and savoring the relationship I had with my professor, that passionate night together which I didn't want the next day to break. Somehow I managed to creep this into my sleep.
I moaned slowly, clutching my hands together to my side as my wolf who was ever active watched. There was no Sergio, so I felt all the peace in the world, no one to bother me and no one to watch me sleeping.
The cool, soothing sleep came to an end and I had to wake. I'd got a real lot of things to do, starting from my assignments to studying to my remote jobs. As the young Alpha, I had a whole lot. Waking up with ease wasn't possible with the drowsiness but at least I did.
The room was as it has always been, I alone, managing my affairs alone. No disturbances.
I sluggishly walked out of my bathroom, going to the bathroom to have a bath. The apartment was unusually quiet, no sound, nothing. My eyes fell on the table I'd seen Sergio sat to sit but there was nothing now. No food, no crumps.
"If he really came or it was in my dream?" I uttered, wiping my eyes to see clearly. The room didn't change.
From one option to the other, my thoughts went randomly trying to sort out where my new roommate could be. He's a werepriest. These words clicked.
Parker chuckled. "Hell no! See how disturbing I was. This evening, he must be celebrating mass."
True, I often attended mass at this time when he came here before crashing in here. Those times before we fucked we're different, I don't think I would ever be able to see him same way I used to see him that happened.
"Either way, it's better. At least he will be back when I'm already studying and not falling asleep." I spoke aloud.
A slight noise came up somewhere like something falling.
My eyes bulged and my heart rate spiked up. I tend to ignore it. Another slight sound came up, with anger, I stormed forward, refusing to be distracted, to let imaginations play with my head.
I could only focus after having a bath. I reached out and pushed in the door, turning abruptly to lock again when two hands gripped my waist. I squealed, frightened, jumping and struggling before turning to see who it was.
Padre Sergio.
His body was wet, the shower still on, he was taking his bath. My eyes ran down, turned off abruptly. I'd seen what I didn't even intend to see again. Oh goddess! I hit my head, shutting my eyes really tight.
"You trapped me!" I yelled at him. "I told you I never wanted something similar." My eyes dulled, about moving into tears. For a few minutes, neither of us could break the silence. Slowly Sergio released me, my wolf was mad, sad.
We want him! We want his touches!
It kept growling until I grabbed the door handle, about to step out when his voice caught me, trapping me.
"Don't tell me you came all the way here to see my cock because we aren't gonna do that again. Be safe with me. Anytime I try to seduce you, report it to your father or the police."
I turned, watching those sad eyes of his.
"I don't ever want you not answering my questions because of how I made you feel in the past. It's all in the past. I want you to be free with me."
I knew he's still mad at the way I treated him. The only man my wolf adored and desired so deeply. I just gotta apologize. I decided within myself. Walking back to him, I saw him take three steps back, grabbing his cock and covering with his hands being naked.
My hormones got triggered.
My eyes fell on his bulge, being covered. Desire spiraled in me.
What you can't have, you want.
While I saw it, I didn't feel like having it, even when my ass bumped against his bulge.
"I—"
"I'm sorry—" I wanted to say more but Sergio kept stepping back, nervous. I pounced on him, grabbing his arms and striking a kiss against his lips.
The walls collapsed, those of our minds, even his hands over his bulge.
"But—"
"You— you shouldn't make it all out in this way. You could have only apologized with words. I'm pretty much fine."
From shock to indifference, I was going to die. It is different when you've been the one ignoring someone all your life, then the person you least expected, ignores you.
"What can I do to pull you back to my normal self?" I asked, reaching out to grab his wrist. "What can I do? It's too early to be bearing grudges."
It was a reality that could spark both hormones and scandal.