Episode 8 : I can

I could hear as Lycan dress up behind me. My heart was thudding crazily against my chest that I thought I would pass out and the urge to turn around and take a sneak peek on his body overwhelmed me but I fight it as usual.

After many minutes of silence, Lycan sighed softly behind me as though to indicate that he is done with dressing up.

With my knees shooking slightly, I turn around to face him. My movement was slow just like the scent I am perceiving.

Lycan stood still before me with his eyes guarded. He seem just so innocent and beautiful. I had to look away from him to bring back Sense and caution into my brain.

" You don't have to look away. Many ladies usually fall for me just by staring into my frosty eyes. You shouldn't be shy about it. It's only normal, my curse actually. " He said to me in a whispers and I swallowed.

He is right. It seems i have fallen for him just by staring at his Frosty eyes. I raised up my head to face him again. His plumped lips tempting me throughly.

His long black hair mesmerizing me and his broad shoulders causing my urge to reach it's limit.

His chest was bare so I am lucky to see it. The massiveness of it makes me drop my jaw in awe. There are white hair that was repeated carefully around his chest. I finally dropped my gaze and sigh softly.

Nothing makes me happier and surprised than having Lycan Myth as my mate.

Why would the moon goddess gives me a man like this one? Should I count myself lucky or unfortunate? I asked myself inwardly but no one replies.

Lycan only stood still staring at me. His arm which has been tore open by his step brother's claw now had seize to produce silver but it was still open.

I challenge myself to look up at his face again and when I did,I caught a sly smile playing at the corner of his lips. He seem to be having a mischievous thought but I didn't ask him about it because at that moment, his hair got my attention.

" I will comb your hair for you Lycan. Come here " I informed and he obeyed without any protest which surprised me actually. I had been expecting a ' nope , I don't use normal Werewolf's comb ' or ' No one touches my hair '.

I made Lycan sat down on the wooden chair before the great mirror and then I picked up my comb. He didn't stare at himself in the mirror at all.

His eyes were just on me and that makes me a bit uncomfortable but I just had to comply anyway. Feeling the texture and silkiness of a man's hair is something but touching and combing the Big Bad Wolf's hair is vastly a different thing.

His hair is pure black and it is very long. The texture and silkiness compare to none other. The more I ran the comb through it, the more I realized Lycan isn't normal.

It seem as though the hair only get longer as I combed it which makes me shuddered slightly in fear.

" It grows longer whenever I use another person's comb. I got my personal things... You know " He mutters softly all of a sudden, making me to jerk back in shock. Swiftly I dropped the comb I had on and seize to breath for what seem like eternity.

I shut my eyes in great fear and awe while I shivers on the spot where I stood. I don't want to look at him at all. I don't want to see his abnormal hair. I don't want to... My thoughts was interrupted when I felt Lycan's fingers grazing my cheek. With that same movement he pull me into his embrace gently and wrapped his arms around me.

My hands went unto his solid chest and I get relaxed completely in his arms. I felt the feelings of familiarity between us.

I feel very comfortable in his arms and that frightened me. I jerk at once away from his arms and step backward while breathing hard.

I don't want to fall for him. He is different,very different.

" Come here... " He beckons softly but I shook my head in the negative and I watched his jaw clenched. My eyes varies around and finally fell on his hair. It took all my will power not to slump and fall in shock. His hair which only stopped at his waist earlier, now is swirling pass his buttocks gloriously.

I shut my eyes while guessing all that is happening is an illusion.

' it isn't real at all Amelia. There is no how the infamous Lycan Myth would be in your room right now ' I thought to myself inwardly.

I took a couple of steady breathe and reopen my eyes minutes later, hoping I would be the only one in the room but I was so wrong.

Before me is Lycan staring at me now with unread expression.

He is real. I thought to myself. I walks slowly to him , my hand reaching out to pull his hair in my hand. I held unto the hair , feeling the texture and silkiness on my palm. It is real and it's high time I accept the Truth.

" What else changes your appearance when you use someone else's things? " I asked in a whispers and he nodded.

" I used your toothbrush "

My eyes flew open at once and I gulped.

" What are the consequences? " My question was asked carefully and I fear the worst. But to my awe he smiles, revealing his perfect set of teeth.

" Werewolves " He mutters with a shook of his head. " Nothing. Nothing happens when I used someone else's toothbrush "

Instinctively I heave a sigh of relief as I throw up a small punch to his chest.

" You startled me when... " I stopped abruptly when Lycan caught my requesting punch in mid air. With that same movement he pulled me into his arms and smile to my face.

" You are beautiful " He whispers and I gulped down involuntarily. His breath, his eyes and his presence keeps teasing my sense over and over again. I closes my eyes as I anticipated the next thing. I awaited his lips on mine but I was dissapointed " You wanted to be kissed? "

Instantly my eyes flew open and I step backward immediately with an heavy sigh. He was staring at me with a mischievous smile and I feels quite embarrassed even though there's no need to. He is my mate after all so it's normal if I feel lust for him.

" I... I will go take my bath now " I didn't even wait for response as I dashed into the shower and calm my breath. " For goodness sake Amelia! Get a grip of yourself. He is a Lycan whose name is also Lycan. Get a damn grip! " I lectured myself with gritting teeth.

After a while, I opened the shower and the water pours down my hair to my shoulder. I look around the small room where Lycan had taken his bath earlier. Few of white hair is on the marble floor and I smile.

I focused in cleaning up throughly for another minutes. Just as I was getting done, my eyes caught the sight of silver on the wall. It seem so thick and precious that I frown in confusion.

Lycan is still hurt? Oh no!

Without covering my body for I am in haste, I dashed out to the room where I saw Lycan sitting on the couch, staring into blankness. He was surprised to see me naked but I didn't dwell on that much. I rushed towards him and pulled up his arms for any wound but I saw none.

" Hey... What is it? ... Calm down will you? " Lycan was saying but I wasn't listening.

" You are still hurt somewhere Lycan. Show me " I demanded firmly while I glared at him.

" Aside from the arm which had stop oozing out blood "

" But I saw silver liquid in the ... " I couldn't complete my speech because Lycan was staring at my bare breasts.

" That one comes out when I was cleaning the arm " He whispers softly. Slowly he pulled me into his laps and I didn't protest. His eyes were pinned on my body, staring at it as though I'm a treasure. I am aware of the lust that now settled between us. The fact that I wouldn't be able to resist him makes me shivers.

Lycan sat me down on his laps carefully and then he reached out to touch my left breast. My breath was suddenly caught as I waited for the contact but Lycan unexpectedly stopped at the last moment. He gritted his teeth once and look away finally.

" Get dress " He mutters as he pulled me off him slowly. Now I was standing before him , naked and wet.

I felt embarrassed and cheap now that he rejected me. His eyes were guarded and he wasn't staring at me. I walk away from him at once to my dresser where I pulled out a nice, comfy dress.

My room held no place for privacy. There is no way I would get dress without Lycan staring and that, I do not want.

I muster up courage as I headed to my powder room when suddenly Lycan speak out.

" Where are you off to? "

I stopped abruptly with my heart clenching. I gulped down before I responded.

" To get dress "

" Why would you go off to dress elsewhere? Because I'm here? "

I didn't reply. I only stood still with a frown. After a while Lycan stood up from where he sat and walks towards me.

It seems he is not oblivion to anything romance because He is the definition of one. He is sensual , beautiful and tender when it comes to handling a woman. All this I found confusing and amusing. who would have thought the big bad wolf would be so caring?

" You angry? "

" No " I whispers while lowering my eyelids. I don't want him to see the Truth in my eyes at all. Lycan stood before me now and reached out to my face.

He raised up my head with his fingers and forced eye contact. His Frosty eyes makes me shivers nonetheless.

" You are upset, sad and downcast. Why? "

Staring into his eyes now makes me relaxed somewhat. I feel like going into his embrace but then I killed the urge. He just speaks out my feelings which makes me surprised.

" You rejected me a while ago " I heard myself whispers. " It makes me upset, sad and downcast. Trust me I'm not always like this. I never begged any man for love nor do I get upset whenever a man rejects me but... But... "

" I would never reject you " He Interrupted me firmly. " I would never toss you away , nor would I denied you any Marital rights when I get married to you " He responded firmly. " I only stop myself from feeling your body a while ago because I don't want to take you poorly. You are my mate which means you should be treated with respect and love. I will get marry to you the right way and make love to you under the moonlight. I will confess my love for you before every werewolves and I will claim you mine in my home "

Emotions like never before overwhelmed my body that I shook underneath my feet. He is determined which means by all means Lycan would get marry to me and get the job done.

I lowered my eyelids to stop staring at him. He is so mesmerizingly beautiful and elegant.

" You look just like my mother. She's a shy woman too but despite the fact that she's human, her will surpasses that of any werewolf "

My heartbeat stopped at his words for some seconds. Did he just say his mother?

' Why would he care about her when he, himself sent her to an early grave? ' I thought to myself inwardly.

Now I do not know the other abilities of Lycan Myth, nor do I know he possessed this strange ability where he could read one's thought. Suddenly he dropped his hold on me and step backward with his jaw clenching. I frown In surprised as I wonder what just go wrong.

" I see you believe that false story. Why would I kill the only woman who believe in me ? "

His question makes me staggered backward that I almost fell off. Air left my lung entirely as I stare hard at him.

" Oh my world! You could read thoughts " I exclaimed in utter disbelief and he nodded carefully in response.

" Why not? Of course I can "