Mated to Four Alphas-Chapter 188: Night out - 5

Silas’s POV

But then I realized that I had crossed the line.

I just wanted to check his feelings for me, and here I am, doing this kind of thing with him—and that too under the waterfall, proudly.

I quickly got up and was about to come down from it, when suddenly both his hands came to my waist and made me lie down in a second.

I didn’t understand what was happening until the splash of cold water touched my back.

He hovered above me, and his golden eyes were looking into mine.

"Th-Theron, what are you doing?" My voice was trembling, ’cause now the table had turned and I was pinned down under him.

"That’s my question, shorty. What were you doing? I only gave you permission to touch my abs and body, but you had your way with me and sucked on my chest. Don’t you think you crossed the line here?"

I looked to the other side while one of my hands was on Theron’s chest to push him.

"I’m sorry... I know I crossed the line," I muttered,

’Cause I had also realized my mistake.

"Now that you had your fun, you’re saying sorry. But what about me? You took advantage of me."

"Then what do you want me to do?" I asked.

"Same."

Huh? Same?! No, he’s not talking about what I’m thinking, right? And suddenly, he pinned both my hands above my head and leaned down.

Seeing him, I quickly closed my eyes. But even after closing them, I didn’t feel anything, so I opened them again and saw Theron just sitting—and then he came down from me.

"Shorty, did you really think I would also do something with you?"

Huh... he didn’t do anything. Did he forgive me?

I was still lying there, shocked, remembering what had happened. Just then, I heard—

"Shorty, it’s not good to stay in cold water too long. You’ll catch a cold. Come out."

I stood up from there. My whole outfit was sticking to my skin because it was wet. Still, I followed Theron after coming out.

He was only in his underwear, and he just grabbed his spare dry clothes in his hand. He didn’t wear them.

"Theron, at least wear your clothes. You’re naked."

"Who said I’m naked? Can’t you see I’m wearing my underwear? Or... don’t tell me you have the ability to see through clothes. That means you’ve already seen what I was trying hard to hide."

"That was a joke, wasn’t it?"

"You got it right, shorty."

We both walked as fast as we could from the waterfall to our tent, because the wind touching our skin was making us shiver.

And if we stayed out after getting soaked in such cold water at night, we were definitely going to catch a cold.

And Theron was literally naked—he’s going to get sick. At least I’m wearing some clothes. Even if they’re wet, they’re still on me. Not like him.

When we reached there

I saw a black bag. Seeing it, a wave of happiness washed over me, because I thought Theron had brought clothes. Nice—since he brought them, I can wear them.

And he grabbed that bag just like I thought, and after opening the zipper, he took out blue-colored underwear and black shorts from it and handed them to me.

"Here, shorty. Go and change into this."

"How did you know my underwear size? And what about a shirt?"

"I didn’t get any suitable for you, but I have two shirts—you can wear mine."

He gave me a black shirt from his bag. I was already wearing black, but his shirt’s size was so big. I first went into the tent to change clothes.

I closed the tent and unbuttoned my shirt and pants. After taking off all my wet clothes, I placed them on the ground and wore the new dry ones.

But when I wore the shorts and that shirt, it looked so loose on me—like it was double my size.

And the shirt kept sliding down from my shoulder again and again.

I knew Theron must have been feeling cold too, so I grabbed my wet clothes and came out, placing them on the chair so they could dry overnight. Theron stepped inside just as I came out.

I grabbed my mobile, which I had left on the chair.

Well, I wasn’t afraid that someone would steal it from here if I left it, because this place is protected by hotel staff—so I don’t think I need to worry about anything.

As I was sitting on the chair, Theron finished changing.

"Silas, let’s take a rest. It’s already so late at night."

He was right, so I stepped inside the tent. We were going to sleep on the same bed. Just thinking about it was making me nervous.

Still, I got on the bed. But when I glanced at Theron and saw his serious face, all my nervousness faded away.

"Silas, that night when my first rut cycle came—"

"Theron, I know. It’s my fault too, because I didn’t push you away from me."

"But I behaved like a beast. I touched you without your permission. I was forcing myself on you. I still feel guilty whenever those memories cross my mind."

I didn’t know Theron was feeling like this, because we can’t tell what he’s thinking just from his face.

And now, hearing that he was feeling guilty for forcing himself on me... but I think it was my fault too, because I was the one who went to him first.

It was me who first kissed him. If I hadn’t kissed him, he wouldn’t have done all that to me.

"You were in your rut cycle—and that too, for the first time. Obviously, you were going to lose control. But I was conscious. I had my senses when I did that. So don’t blame yourself. It’s not your fault."

"And when I said I didn’t want to talk about it back then, it was because I was scared you’d blame me for taking the initiative when you were in your rut cycle. I felt really guilty at that time, but I didn’t know you were feeling the same way."