"I mean... I knew it was still you. It's just Chris. The Chris I knew would never hurt me." I replied shrugging. I looked at his face and then saw him purse his lips as he tightened his jaw even more. "I might not want to hurt you but I can't say about an angry bloodlust Xerxes." He replied after a while. "He didn't hurt me did he?" I asked. "He didn't yesterday. Does not mean he will not next time." "What do you mean by that?" I asked. He turned his head to look at my face which was glowing red. No, I was not blushing. I was angry. Angry at him for doubting my love for him. Angry at him for thinking he's a beast that just kills anyone he sets his eyes on. "I thought I was supposed to be your mate," I said trying to make my voice firm but it wasn't anymore. It was like I couldn't recognize my own voice again. "You are... You always will be. I'm just... I'm afraid Belle." He said. "Afraid of what exactly?" I asked my tone still not coming down and I'm surprised his tone has
"Sleep with me." He said suddenly making my words die on my lips. I widened my eyes in return as he continued to stare at me. Did he just ask me to have sex with him? With such vague words? "What?" was the first thing that flew out of my mouth. "What?" He repeated out of impulse. "What? No no... I meant... I meant to say that we should sleep in the same bedroom together... not that we should have sex. I mean I do... I do want to have sex with you. But... oh Goddess!" He paused and I was already glowing red. "Goodness!" I exclaimed and jumped to my feet. I pressed the side of my head and ran up the stairs and into my room. What was that? My mind drifted to what Elena and Isabelle said about the mark. Yes, I asked them. FLASHBACK The sleepover was at Elena's house making me wonder where Antonio went since he was nowhere to be found. "Hey, El?" I called. "Yeah?" She popped her face into the kitchen where I was cutting cabbages. "Where's Antonio? I haven't seen him since I
Isabelle. I looked at the happy Chris in front of me. Damn! He looks so happy. Well, I couldn't lie, I was happy as well. Who wouldn't? To have the love of their lives by them every night? It's still a pact. My mind told me but like always I ignored it. Don't need any stupid thoughts weighing me down right now. I'm happy. I know it's not someone else in my head, it's my insecurities. "Hey hold on... My clothes." I said making him pause the flipping of the pancakes as he turned to me with a nervous look on his face. What's wrong? "The pancakes! Flip 'em they're gonna burn.." I said pointing at the pancakes. "Oh shit!" he cussed and finally flipped it. The pancakes had almost burnt. I looked at Chris and shrugged. He took it off the stool and then into a plate placing two more pancakes on it to make a stack. "What topping would you like?" He asked making me recollect when I didn't like him that much. I smiled on remembering that incident. And told him the same answer I said th
Isabelle stopped once she noticed the bright red lights that aligned to light up the path on the road she was on to an even brighter spot where two chairs or so were. She couldn't see it from afar. She brought up her right palm and rubbed it against her left arm suddenly regretting having worn this sleeveless dress. She took a deep breath walking towards the lighted path to notice something on the floor that looked like... petals. Red petals. She bent down and picked one of the numerous petals up before she smiled giddily looking around for her date and the love of her life. Yet, she couldn't lay her eyes on him. At least not yet. She continued her journey to the bright spot with a smile gracing her lips. When she could finally make out what was under the bright spot which was a table for two, the whole light went off. She frowned and looked back. There was a power outage now?! That's just so absurd. She couldn't see the pack house or their house from this place so she didn't k
"Are you shy?" Chris asked teasing Isabelle intentionally. "Stop." She muttered into his chest making Chris laugh again. "Laugh one more time and I'm not talking to you again." Isabelle threatened. "But you just look so..." Chris couldn't complete his sentence once he looked at his mate's blushing face before he threw himself into a fit of laughter. He actually thought she was joking. She pushed his chest away getting up on her feet. She clutched her phone to her body and walked to her purse. She grabbed her sandals and turned around to glare at Chris who was still laughing. She humphed and walked out of the tent. To hell with him and his beautiful tent. What was so funny? That was too embarrassing. She bent down and wore her white sandals before she turned her head and glared at the bright tent right behind her. He didn't even come after her. Maybe, just maybe she would have accepted his apology. But where was he? Laughing at her pathetic self. She snorted and turned her he
"What?" She asked me her voice barely in a whisper. "I mean... If you don't want to be the Luna, it's fine. I'd really understand." I said lying just like I had when I told her I didn't mind her not saying she loved me back. "No, that's not what I mean. Chris, I would love to be your Luna but the pack... they... Do you think they'd want me as their Luna?" She asked voicing her concern. "Of course, they would. Who wouldn't love you? You're kind, funny, feisty, cute, strong physically and mentally, you're strong-willed. You're amazing and to top it all off you're gorgeous. Now tell me who wouldn't like you?" I listed speaking from my heart. "Thank you, Chris." She said standing up. She stood in front of me and hugged me. "But, I feel like I am broken, Chris. Any sleep without you sets me off. I scream like a crazy person whenever I'm alone. I am broken, Chris." "You're not broken, Belle. Come on, really? Is this some sort of insecurity? Who would go through that kind of horror a
A/N: Hey! It's a long chapter. You're welcome ;) I paced around in the bathroom growling. Now everyone is going to know what we did in the room. Why would he give me a fucking hickey?! I paused and took a deep breath then I smiled as I made my way to the mirror again. It's not that bad, right? Oh God! It's worse! "Belle?" I heard from outside followed by low knocking since the door was made of glass. "What?" I growled. "Have your bath, come out and we can talk." He said calmly. I glared at the door for a whole minute or so. Might have been seconds. Soon my eyes were aching so I just moved my eyes off the door. I took a deep breath and growled out a fine through gritted teeth. I marched to the bathtub opened the cold water and I watched it fill up. I slipped into it and had my bath. Wrapping myself in a white towel and another one on my head, I walked out of the bathroom to see Chris on his phone. I huffed and walked to the closet choosing casual wear. I looked at Chris's clo
"We should go to bed," I mumbled. "We could stay here?" Isabelle replied. Right now I was resting my head on her shoulder having told her about my father. I don't understand why he couldn't just watch me be happy or something. When he realized Isabelle was making me happy, he started to hate her. He's nothing but a bastard and a monster. "Nah. Let's go," I said pulling my head off. She sighed and stood up stretching her arm to me. I smiled and took her hand standing up. I staggered and soon found my bearing with Isabelle resting her body on me. I smiled at her. God, I love this woman. I took her hand and we walked up the stairs. Soon we reached the bedroom and I saw her phone on the bed and a pillow- my pillow against the bedboard. I tilted my head looking at my pillow and turned to her. I saw her look at the pillow then her eyes widened as she blushed scarlet looking at her feet. I chose not the tease her about it as I kissed her hair and walked to the bathroom to have a show