"How do you know it was me?" Emily asked.
It was something important she needed to know. Patrick had displayed that he might actually be more mysterious than a normal mage, the kinds she had never heard of.
He gave out a smile from one corner of his lips, just slightly, and took one of his hands off her thighs to place on his chest. "It's not something you would want to know at this very moment."
Was that true? It did not sound so.
"At least give me a hint.... That will be well appreciated by me."
If she wasn't sitting on the table, and his hand wasn't on her thigh, she would have knelt down to beg.
His eyes on her seemed to be full of thoughts, and she imagined she could extract them from him with a stress free effort.
"I also have an idea of Charles."
He had dealt another bomb!
She grabbed him against her body, and his hand went deeper into her thigh, close to her panties, or if not touching them.
"You could tell me where he is.... Wouldn't you?"
He had not moved his hand from her. "That's a big topic for another day, and you have to stay tuned for it."
His head bent slightly to her. "You will come on different days."
"All other things can wait! This is the most important thing to me!"
"Shhh.... Your voice! Raguel might hear us!"
"Okay, you can start speaking to me about what you know."
"I told you that it can't be now."
He was too blunt for her liking.
His both hands pressed against her jaws. "You would hold your peace and come on a different day." He winked. "In your full form."
Full form? What did he mean?
He walked from her to a pot at the side of the room. "You would lie down on the table!"
She had no room to ask any other question as he was ready to take action on their purpose of coming.
"Wait!" He ordered.
Her heart skipped a bit, thinking that he was going to say something related to her.
"You have to take off your clothes."
"For what purpose?"
"It's part of the process I'm going to do for you."
She got up from the table, and started with taking off her gown, shooting daggers at him for the sole reason that he had postponed her request.
She had taken it off, and was to lie on the table as he had ordered. Something striking to him was the fact that she had not tried to cover her body with her hands.
He started a massage on her back while she closed her eyes. It was possible he had lost focus, and the massage appealed to him far more than the purpose for it.
"I see no point in what you are doing." She had to remind him.
His hands were already going down to touch her butt.
"It's important you stay quiet."
"But your hands.... Hmm."
He was already pressing her butts in such a way it helped to make her forget about Katie.
"You will appear to be a line away from death."
"Do something more.... I don't mind your patrol on me."
Confusion already appeared on his face. Something needed to be done in order to stop him, but who could stop him?
"We have spent a lot of time in this room." He voiced his consideration.
"And Raguel would start getting worried for me."
"You know that?"
"Hmm..... So yes.... Did you loc..k the door?"
He made her face upwards, and was already kneading her breasts in sequence. He would press it for a while, and then proceed with just a simple rub on it.
"I hadn't thought of that." His fingers were direct to the entry of her pussy, moving closer to rub her clit in angles. "Did Charles get this far with you?"
"Did Charles.... Te... ll you?"
He voiced a chuckle. "About the mate bond between you two? Yes."
She gave no other response, instead, freed her body to enjoy the feeling that came from his touch. His finger was going in her out her pussy, and she could only spread her legs even more to grant him better access.
He raised the robe he was wearing to bring out his length. "I'm not sure I want to go this far...."
She was desperate. "Don't think about it, time is against us...."
He climbed the table, and with his hands, he raised her legs upwards to both sides, attempting to slide into her.
They heard a click sound from the door.
There was a white cloth beside the table, and Patrick quickly used it to cover up Emily. He tried to arrange his dress so as to erase suspicion.
"Patrick." Raguel walked inside. "You aren't done?"
He shook his head, and her eyes went down to see Emily's cloth on the floor.
"Is it part of what you're doing?" She asked, pointing her fingers at the cloth.
Emily's eyes were closed.
"Hmm?"
"The clothes on the floor."
"Yes, it's part of it.... I will be done in just a minute."
She had her eyes on Emily, and observed the lines of sweat on her face. His clothes were rough.
"You have to go outside."
She was in hesitation, but started walking backwards to the door. She closed the door, and Emily took off the cover on her body.
"You have to give me access to come visit you some other time!" She came down from the table, hurrying up to wear her gown.
"I haven't done what Raguel has asked me to do."
"Then do it!"
His face changed to that of an old man with white bears in an instance, and his robe emitted bright light. White flames came from his robe to enclose Emily. It faded to expose her as a living corpse.
"Done." His face twisted to the former way it was.
She was in a daze for his demonstration. All parts of her body were weak, and she could not stand on the ground. He had to dress her up.
"Give me access to come visit you," she said, taking in heavy breaths. "I really need to have a conversation with you."
He touched her head, giving her a warm feeling.
"I have given you access."
He carried her in his arms, walking to the door.
"It's really important I talk to you." Her voice carried a plea."
"Come some other time."
The door opened, and Raguel was to start the journey to alpha's place with her. The plan was quite simple, she was going to give an explanation of why Emily could not finish the mate finding process in order to clear off the crime. Everyone would accord her the respect she deserved as the alpha by listening to her stance about Emily.
"You will need a cart to use in carrying her," Patrick said.
Emily stayed with Raguel while one of his students acted as the driver.
"Did something happen there with him?" Raguel asked in regard to the scene in which she found her naked on the table.
Emily shook her head to deny.
"There are so many secrets I deserve to know."
The rest of the journey to alpha's place was quiet as Raguel found no use in speaking, simply fondling Emily's hair.
There was a bit of tension between them. Emily had no way to explain anything to her.
"We are here," she said.
It was the gates of alpha's place, and when the guards found out she was the one in the cart, they opened the gate for entry.
Chaos was already welling up as all the council members of the pack were waiting outside. Darling rushed to give her an embrace. Everyone had feared something bad had happened.
Emily observed the people standing outside, and there was no hint of Katie being around.
'Katie isn't here!' She screamed in her head, waiting for Raguel's intervention.