Chapter 5

Ember'S P.O.V.

Two weeks had passed by and I still couldn't believe I was living in the world of werewolves or that they even existed. Sebastian had told me everything and how things were done here, but he never said why he called his second half and I couldn't ask anyone about it. 

My baby was all that mattered, and I didn't care if I was a breeder to a man I despised, but it would all be worth it in the end. I was not going to let my child go because of him.

I headed towards the dining table and like I expected he was already sitting there with his hands clamped together like a shell I wished it could remain like that forever but a man whose gaze was enough to make my body shiver wouldn't let that happen.

“You're late.”

“It's not my fault that the baby is growing two times bigger than it should be.” I wanted to take a seat directly opposite him, but he tapped a chair next to him forcing my movement to charge towards his direction.

I hated that he had that effect on me, the will to order me around, but I made sure to show him that I wasn't easily controlled. It was only because of the child's safety.

Don't get me wrong, sitting by the dining table with him was the only nice thing he did apart from that he was just the meanest bastard I've met in my entire life and I do not mind erasing him off if I had the chance to.

I wasn't a murderer, but it took every bit of my control not to strangle him to death because each second spent with him was like losing my entire shit.

“Why aren't you eaten?”

“I'm not a fan of…"

“Kevin, you're lucky that Ember likes your cooking, or I would have gotten you killed myself. Her diet should be balanced, but not a single portion of food should touch the other!” He growled at Kevin, who immediately took the plate away from me. 

“That was completely…"

“Nothing should make you uncomfortable, you're carrying my child, and if you are uncomfortable so is the child mi amor.” His hands brushed against my thigh as he spoke and he took a quick grip of it. I swore I could feel every bit of me wanting this man's hands all over me.

What the hell is wrong with me?

“It's… It's unnecessary, I don't like my meals touching each other even if they are all on the same plate. It takes a lot for him to remember that, should not be cruel.”

“Cruel is my middle name, no one else is best at that threat in my family, mi amor." 

“You named yourself like…" He dragged his chair backward before standing on both feet and reaching for my face while looking me dead in the eyes, “... What are you doing?”

“It takes every bit of holiness within me not to devour you as my meal every single time. Mi Amor." He whispered in my ear as his fingers caressed my neckline before pulling away and walking in the opposite direction.

Kevin's appearance brought me back to reality, and I took a deep breath before digging in carefully. I didn't know if this was some kind of werewolf power, but I hated the control he had over me and how cruel he used it.

Half an hour later, I was sitting in my room with my fingers brushing against a bracelet in my hands, I had no idea where I got it from but according to the orphanage, it had been on me ever since I was little, and I didn't dare to remove it regardless of what, but my peace was interrupted by Sebastian powerful aura as my door flew open.

“What do you want?” The question left my mouth before I could even register it, but I didn't take it back. 

“You.” I raised my head to look at him and his eyes were different, nothing like the dark hazel ones I knew.

“Me? I didn't do anything like this…"

“I never said you did.” Within seconds he was within my range while his eyes roamed my body making me feel edgy.

“Then what do you…" My sentence could not be complete as he pressed his lips against mine without permission or warning and I pulled away almost immediately, “... I don't want anything to do with you, I'm not your…"

“I'm not asking for your permission to do anything with me. You are mine, and I will kill any man whose gaze lies on you for more than five seconds.” He pressed his lips against mine again.

This time ravishing, wanting, passion, lust. All these things could be felt in that kiss, and I couldn't no longer resist. My hands pushed me forward as I grabbed onto his neck, deepening the kiss while his arms wrapped my legs around his waist. 

It was now or never, and I didn't care what was going on, whether I wanted him or not, and not a single part of me wanted him to let go of me right now.

I wanted him, right here and right now. Come what may.

An hour later, I was breathing heavily as I pulled myself off him. If that wasn't the best I have had in my life then I don't know what is, this man was a God. I was not joking about that. 

A slight kiss against my shoulder made my body jump, but he held me still so I not move, I looked at the mirror, and to my horror, his fangs were out, but before I could move he deepened them against the sweet spot on my neck causing an ear-piercing scream to break out then he pulled away.

“What the fuck did you…" I trailed off as a sense of dizziness hit me like a rock and I felt a sense of pain deep within my bones.

“Ember?” The panic in his voice could be heard, but the pain within my body didn't stop.

I screamed as I felt a crack one after the other as fear traveled through my bones and tears poured down my cheeks.

“H… Help me.” I begged as my vision became blurry, and I suddenly dropped to the ground and a sense of relief hit me like tons of ice.

“You're a werewolf?” The shock in his voice was beyond me and when I tried to stand up I found myself on four legs instead of two, that shouldn't be right. 

I looked towards the mirror and fear erupted through my body. Did he change me? He fucking changed me!